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Fandom Radio, February 2
Lacey: Evening, Fandom! Lacey Burrows here, and welcome to WTF . . . why do you smell like an ashtray in a Godiva store?
Katchoo: Shut up.
Lacey: Oh, gosh, are you itchy? You know, maybe an oatmeal bath will help with that.
Katchoo: Great, then I'll smell like --
Lacey: -- a cookie in an ashtray. Ugh. Never mind. Anyway! Hi, everybody! Here's what's been going on today on the island.
Classes
Katchoo: What's the point?
Lacey: We've been doing this how long and you're only asking that now?
Katchoo: No, you dip*feedback*, gawd. "What's the point" is what Magical Ethics was talking about. As in the point of having ethical guidelines for magic use. Geez. Ino and Zack took time to pass notes during the lecture, and Edmund was around to TA, and Leda's the latest person to have to give the "sorry I missed class, I was an animal" excuse to Alysha.
Lacey: Wow. And to think "the dog ate my homework" never worked.
Katchoo: It could here. Especially if the dog was actually your roommate.
Lacey: Point.
Katchoo: Ethics, the one that doesn't deal with magic, got to learn about envy using chocolate bars. How come they get the fun version of that this semester? A third of 'em got big chocolate bars, a third of 'em got tiny ones, a third of 'em got squat, like they found out by looking under their chairs during the lecture. Arthur got no chocolate -- ha -- so Leia offered to share hers, only the conversation went off onto how Anakin's Leia's father. In his class? Awkward. Question of the day: how would you use envy to manipulate people?
Lacey: Isn't the deck a little more stacked in your favor if you're talking about chocolate-based envy?
Katchoo: *scratching sounds* Maybe not this week. Poor widdle Griff the TA was cranky about not getting any chocolate, so Claire offered to share. Anakin had Leia asking about meeting Rory and Juliet, and got a phone call after class. Woo.
Lacey: Monomyths, for today's lecture, heard from Cindy about the different ways the heroes in the masculine and feminine journeys, uh . . .
Katchoo: Get their asses kicked so they hit the metaphorical road.
Lacey: Yes, that. Thank you, pottymouthed one. There was a lot of posing whenever the phrase "the Call" came up. And handouts for more literary context. Jaime had a question about whether something was an actual Call or a betrayal, and the intrepid TAs Blysse and Anemone were on call. Robin, the tiny amphibious one, told Cindy he missed class due to chicken pox last week. Oh, gosh. That could be a problem, with all the -- mmmph!
Katchoo: Can it, and don't scare people, you ditz.
Lacey: Was that really necessary, Miss Eau de Marlboro? Even if you taste like a Hershey bar.
Katchoo: Flattery will get you nowhere.
Lacey: . . . no, see, Hershey bars are utterly subpar chocolate and taste disgusting.
Katchoo: . . . *FEEDBACK*
Lacey: Moving right along. Concepts of Justice covered victimless crimes, with the usual in-depth lecture from Alex Cabot, and had a general debate over whether the government should legislate against things that only hurt the person doing them, and more specific debates about, for example, gambling, prostitution, and drug use. Boy, that class just goes right for the barrel-of-puppies subjects, huh? *nervous giggle* Kurt and Karla, who was passing notes with George, were there to do their TA duty. Today's Living With Difficult Women class, otherwise known as How To Deal With My Co-Host --
Katchoo: HEY.
Lacey: -- had a guest appearance by Sophie Devereaux, to help Max demonstrate different techniques of being difficult. I suppose you could say it's an art. My friend Wanda --
Katchoo: Nobody cares, Lacey.
Lacey: You're so supportive. There was class discussion, critiques of Max's technique, and pointers on how to be difficult for Sophie's group. Sophie had to make sure she wasn't being too difficult, and there was always the option of talking to Max, too. Or, apparently, punching him in the head if you were Anakin.
Katchoo: . . . well, then.
Lacey: Y'uh-huh. And over in the library, Anemone was reading surfing magazines, but it was George who surfed, metaphorically only much less gracefully, out of Special Collections and found out from Anemone he missed most of a week. Henry, on the other hand, was downloading music in his office. Sounds more peaceful than Constable Fraser attacking the files in his office, but who knows if that was literal or not around here?
Katchoo: Beats the hell outta me.
Dorms
Katchoo: Quiet day in the dorms, geez. Jack Burton got the fun of Leda turning back into a human after bein' a cat. Apparently this was a problem since she's not Naomi. Bod was lookin' through papers in his room and got a visit from Kate, who told him she's tired of Fandom and got told hiding and running away won't help with that. Speaking of hiding, Kurt was doing that until Claudia came by . . . uh, looking like him. Because of some gadget of his she fixed. So he owes her now. There was tackleglomping, apparently. Karla paced in her room, until George came by with cupcakes and pooooooooooossibly promised to make up for missing out on kisses at the carnival, Hinata and Yei dropped in for a visit, and Leda had to show how she's not a cat any more. The squirrels note there were clothes involved. The squirrels also have a theory about how porn had something to do with the kinked muscles Alex Karev was trying to stretch out until Jack Priest showed up to bum a smoke and discuss something about an agreement with Emma. Look, I think the phrase "kinked muscles" says it all.
Lacey: I'm not touching that comment. *beep beepity beep*
Katchoo: Good. Stay over there and play with your stupid virtual pet some more. What are you on, Darren Nine Thousand Eighty-Three?
Lacey: Eight thousand and five, thank you very much.
Katchoo: No hope for you. Ever. Joan and Liir had evening cuddle-time after Joan got back from the clinic. And nobody else did anything in the dorms. Except maybe lie around being itchy.
Lacey: That is really needless speculation, you know. You don't have to take out your own irritation by projecting it onto everyone else.
Katchoo: Oh, I'll take out some irritation on you if you don't -- *thunk* OW. STUPID FRIKKIN' FURBALLS.
Town
Lacey: The Reserves met in town today. At the Rocky Bits, specifically, to do some work climbing them or using them for hiding places.
Katchoo: Yeah, word of advice, find a decent-sized cave if you're gonna do that, otherwise you're gonna hurt like a *feedback* for less fun reasons than porn.
Lacey: Please. Don't continue to enlighten us. The usual socialization portion of the meeting involved Morgana showing up in clothes she apparently borrowed from Rose.
Katchoo: 'bout frikkin' time, Morgana. Nice one. Bet Arthur was bitchy about that -- oh, look. That's what the notes say. Oh, like it wasn't a sucker bet that he would be. Jacob got scowly at her, and had questions about where she's been, but then they moved on to mocking Arthur, which is always a good time. Jacob? I might like you already, kid. And pity you, since while people were climbing the Rocky Bits, you got stuck getting yapped at by Gabrielle. Who can't shut up about her friend back home. Oh, you poor bastard. Unlike the reserves leaders, who didn't have to put up with that. Arthur challenged Dinah to make the climb twice, and Zack talked to Ino about a call she got from home. And it doesn't look like anybody fell and needed to use some of the potions Zack had.
Lacey: Oh, I'm sure you were wishing a couple of specific people did.
Katchoo: Bet yer ass.
Lacey: . . . anyway. Jill was on the job at Fourth Dimension, Spock was working at Stark Industries, Hinata was in a good mood at Book Haven, and Ino was in a broody one at Covent Garden Flowers. Loki was in a . . . let's just say unrepeatable by the standards of those of us in this radio booth who have them mood at MHA, and since he had bills to pay, who can blame him? Eating candy was an effective Apu-ignoring technique for Didi at Turtle and Canary. At the Arms, Mary's FarmVille -- oh, no, I need to hurry home after this or my blackberries are going to wilt -- playing was interrupted by a conversation with Tully about gambling and gremlins. Mayor Summers was in at Wellspring Arms where Ashley came in to see about getting access to the gun range.
Katchoo: And new-owner Lulu got reacquainted with Lion-O at Cafe Fina, where Snarf got stuck with the cleanup. Geez, if my stupid clock would help with cleanup a little more often . . . and monkeys will fly out my -- *thunk* OKAY ALREADY. Ralph the trooper at the Trooper Station smelled like chocolate too, according to Gibbs. Tim was on the phone at Android's Dungeon, and Valentine's Day merchandise at Coyote Medicine confused Oz. Valentine's Day merchandise is evil, okay? It just is.
Lacey: Please say you just mean that figuratively.
Katchoo: What, in Fandom? I'm not saying that. It's a foolproof guarantee I'll look like an idiot for saying it.
Lacey: As opposed to how you'll look like one even if you don't? Raven didn't show up for her shift at Dite's Decadent Delights, but the goddess was in to field a phone call from Joan to tell her Raven's in the clinic, where Martha was on duty and Joan, Andy, Anakin, Karla, and Aphrodite all showed up to visit. Fiona was at Cabot and Associates, Kris was at the Gig, Didi visited Jono at Groovy Tunes to talk about taste in girls, Jacob, and bondage, and wow, I hope those aren't all related. Rose is no longer a bobcat, as evidenced by the fact that there was making out with Dimitri at Atlas Gym.
Katchoo: Which means there was probably nudity involved too.
Lacey: Thank you for that ever so welcome interjection.
Katchoo: Any time.
Lacey: Aphrodite was making phone calls this evening, too. It's still so weird to think of a goddess using a phone.
Katchoo: It's still ridiculous to think of you using your brain most of the time.
Lacey: Oh, ha. You can report on play rehearsal at the Boards just for that.
Katchoo: Fine. Go . . . try to teach the squirrels Pilates or something, then. So yeah. Rehearsal. People being social and crap. Jack Priest and Emma passed notes, and Jack and Karla had some kind of private conversation, and hey, believe it or not, people actually rehearsed. And the crew did their crew thing, Geoffrey did his director thing. Who frikkin' knew? Tony Foster talked to Dinah about being in New York and ending up on the cover of People with his boyfriend. Frikkin' paparazzi, but . . . huh. That's kind of cool.
Lacey: Oh, wow, congratulations! And last but definitely not least because Robin was behind the bar tonight, Caritas, where she turned Tino into her guinea pig for multiple varieties of hot chocolate, and Puck and Ellie had a date in the lounge. As teenagers allowed in a bar that doesn't card, unsurprisingly, the lack of a drinking age came up in conversation.
Katchoo: The lack of any more notes is about to come up in this one.
Lacey: And cut it short right there.
Katchoo: Preeeeeeeeeeeetty much. I'm gonna go shower again or something. Gawd.
Lacey: In which case -- good night, Fandom!
Katchoo: Shut up.
Lacey: Oh, gosh, are you itchy? You know, maybe an oatmeal bath will help with that.
Katchoo: Great, then I'll smell like --
Lacey: -- a cookie in an ashtray. Ugh. Never mind. Anyway! Hi, everybody! Here's what's been going on today on the island.
Classes
Katchoo: What's the point?
Lacey: We've been doing this how long and you're only asking that now?
Katchoo: No, you dip*feedback*, gawd. "What's the point" is what Magical Ethics was talking about. As in the point of having ethical guidelines for magic use. Geez. Ino and Zack took time to pass notes during the lecture, and Edmund was around to TA, and Leda's the latest person to have to give the "sorry I missed class, I was an animal" excuse to Alysha.
Lacey: Wow. And to think "the dog ate my homework" never worked.
Katchoo: It could here. Especially if the dog was actually your roommate.
Lacey: Point.
Katchoo: Ethics, the one that doesn't deal with magic, got to learn about envy using chocolate bars. How come they get the fun version of that this semester? A third of 'em got big chocolate bars, a third of 'em got tiny ones, a third of 'em got squat, like they found out by looking under their chairs during the lecture. Arthur got no chocolate -- ha -- so Leia offered to share hers, only the conversation went off onto how Anakin's Leia's father. In his class? Awkward. Question of the day: how would you use envy to manipulate people?
Lacey: Isn't the deck a little more stacked in your favor if you're talking about chocolate-based envy?
Katchoo: *scratching sounds* Maybe not this week. Poor widdle Griff the TA was cranky about not getting any chocolate, so Claire offered to share. Anakin had Leia asking about meeting Rory and Juliet, and got a phone call after class. Woo.
Lacey: Monomyths, for today's lecture, heard from Cindy about the different ways the heroes in the masculine and feminine journeys, uh . . .
Katchoo: Get their asses kicked so they hit the metaphorical road.
Lacey: Yes, that. Thank you, pottymouthed one. There was a lot of posing whenever the phrase "the Call" came up. And handouts for more literary context. Jaime had a question about whether something was an actual Call or a betrayal, and the intrepid TAs Blysse and Anemone were on call. Robin, the tiny amphibious one, told Cindy he missed class due to chicken pox last week. Oh, gosh. That could be a problem, with all the -- mmmph!
Katchoo: Can it, and don't scare people, you ditz.
Lacey: Was that really necessary, Miss Eau de Marlboro? Even if you taste like a Hershey bar.
Katchoo: Flattery will get you nowhere.
Lacey: . . . no, see, Hershey bars are utterly subpar chocolate and taste disgusting.
Katchoo: . . . *FEEDBACK*
Lacey: Moving right along. Concepts of Justice covered victimless crimes, with the usual in-depth lecture from Alex Cabot, and had a general debate over whether the government should legislate against things that only hurt the person doing them, and more specific debates about, for example, gambling, prostitution, and drug use. Boy, that class just goes right for the barrel-of-puppies subjects, huh? *nervous giggle* Kurt and Karla, who was passing notes with George, were there to do their TA duty. Today's Living With Difficult Women class, otherwise known as How To Deal With My Co-Host --
Katchoo: HEY.
Lacey: -- had a guest appearance by Sophie Devereaux, to help Max demonstrate different techniques of being difficult. I suppose you could say it's an art. My friend Wanda --
Katchoo: Nobody cares, Lacey.
Lacey: You're so supportive. There was class discussion, critiques of Max's technique, and pointers on how to be difficult for Sophie's group. Sophie had to make sure she wasn't being too difficult, and there was always the option of talking to Max, too. Or, apparently, punching him in the head if you were Anakin.
Katchoo: . . . well, then.
Lacey: Y'uh-huh. And over in the library, Anemone was reading surfing magazines, but it was George who surfed, metaphorically only much less gracefully, out of Special Collections and found out from Anemone he missed most of a week. Henry, on the other hand, was downloading music in his office. Sounds more peaceful than Constable Fraser attacking the files in his office, but who knows if that was literal or not around here?
Katchoo: Beats the hell outta me.
Dorms
Katchoo: Quiet day in the dorms, geez. Jack Burton got the fun of Leda turning back into a human after bein' a cat. Apparently this was a problem since she's not Naomi. Bod was lookin' through papers in his room and got a visit from Kate, who told him she's tired of Fandom and got told hiding and running away won't help with that. Speaking of hiding, Kurt was doing that until Claudia came by . . . uh, looking like him. Because of some gadget of his she fixed. So he owes her now. There was tackleglomping, apparently. Karla paced in her room, until George came by with cupcakes and pooooooooooossibly promised to make up for missing out on kisses at the carnival, Hinata and Yei dropped in for a visit, and Leda had to show how she's not a cat any more. The squirrels note there were clothes involved. The squirrels also have a theory about how porn had something to do with the kinked muscles Alex Karev was trying to stretch out until Jack Priest showed up to bum a smoke and discuss something about an agreement with Emma. Look, I think the phrase "kinked muscles" says it all.
Lacey: I'm not touching that comment. *beep beepity beep*
Katchoo: Good. Stay over there and play with your stupid virtual pet some more. What are you on, Darren Nine Thousand Eighty-Three?
Lacey: Eight thousand and five, thank you very much.
Katchoo: No hope for you. Ever. Joan and Liir had evening cuddle-time after Joan got back from the clinic. And nobody else did anything in the dorms. Except maybe lie around being itchy.
Lacey: That is really needless speculation, you know. You don't have to take out your own irritation by projecting it onto everyone else.
Katchoo: Oh, I'll take out some irritation on you if you don't -- *thunk* OW. STUPID FRIKKIN' FURBALLS.
Town
Lacey: The Reserves met in town today. At the Rocky Bits, specifically, to do some work climbing them or using them for hiding places.
Katchoo: Yeah, word of advice, find a decent-sized cave if you're gonna do that, otherwise you're gonna hurt like a *feedback* for less fun reasons than porn.
Lacey: Please. Don't continue to enlighten us. The usual socialization portion of the meeting involved Morgana showing up in clothes she apparently borrowed from Rose.
Katchoo: 'bout frikkin' time, Morgana. Nice one. Bet Arthur was bitchy about that -- oh, look. That's what the notes say. Oh, like it wasn't a sucker bet that he would be. Jacob got scowly at her, and had questions about where she's been, but then they moved on to mocking Arthur, which is always a good time. Jacob? I might like you already, kid. And pity you, since while people were climbing the Rocky Bits, you got stuck getting yapped at by Gabrielle. Who can't shut up about her friend back home. Oh, you poor bastard. Unlike the reserves leaders, who didn't have to put up with that. Arthur challenged Dinah to make the climb twice, and Zack talked to Ino about a call she got from home. And it doesn't look like anybody fell and needed to use some of the potions Zack had.
Lacey: Oh, I'm sure you were wishing a couple of specific people did.
Katchoo: Bet yer ass.
Lacey: . . . anyway. Jill was on the job at Fourth Dimension, Spock was working at Stark Industries, Hinata was in a good mood at Book Haven, and Ino was in a broody one at Covent Garden Flowers. Loki was in a . . . let's just say unrepeatable by the standards of those of us in this radio booth who have them mood at MHA, and since he had bills to pay, who can blame him? Eating candy was an effective Apu-ignoring technique for Didi at Turtle and Canary. At the Arms, Mary's FarmVille -- oh, no, I need to hurry home after this or my blackberries are going to wilt -- playing was interrupted by a conversation with Tully about gambling and gremlins. Mayor Summers was in at Wellspring Arms where Ashley came in to see about getting access to the gun range.
Katchoo: And new-owner Lulu got reacquainted with Lion-O at Cafe Fina, where Snarf got stuck with the cleanup. Geez, if my stupid clock would help with cleanup a little more often . . . and monkeys will fly out my -- *thunk* OKAY ALREADY. Ralph the trooper at the Trooper Station smelled like chocolate too, according to Gibbs. Tim was on the phone at Android's Dungeon, and Valentine's Day merchandise at Coyote Medicine confused Oz. Valentine's Day merchandise is evil, okay? It just is.
Lacey: Please say you just mean that figuratively.
Katchoo: What, in Fandom? I'm not saying that. It's a foolproof guarantee I'll look like an idiot for saying it.
Lacey: As opposed to how you'll look like one even if you don't? Raven didn't show up for her shift at Dite's Decadent Delights, but the goddess was in to field a phone call from Joan to tell her Raven's in the clinic, where Martha was on duty and Joan, Andy, Anakin, Karla, and Aphrodite all showed up to visit. Fiona was at Cabot and Associates, Kris was at the Gig, Didi visited Jono at Groovy Tunes to talk about taste in girls, Jacob, and bondage, and wow, I hope those aren't all related. Rose is no longer a bobcat, as evidenced by the fact that there was making out with Dimitri at Atlas Gym.
Katchoo: Which means there was probably nudity involved too.
Lacey: Thank you for that ever so welcome interjection.
Katchoo: Any time.
Lacey: Aphrodite was making phone calls this evening, too. It's still so weird to think of a goddess using a phone.
Katchoo: It's still ridiculous to think of you using your brain most of the time.
Lacey: Oh, ha. You can report on play rehearsal at the Boards just for that.
Katchoo: Fine. Go . . . try to teach the squirrels Pilates or something, then. So yeah. Rehearsal. People being social and crap. Jack Priest and Emma passed notes, and Jack and Karla had some kind of private conversation, and hey, believe it or not, people actually rehearsed. And the crew did their crew thing, Geoffrey did his director thing. Who frikkin' knew? Tony Foster talked to Dinah about being in New York and ending up on the cover of People with his boyfriend. Frikkin' paparazzi, but . . . huh. That's kind of cool.
Lacey: Oh, wow, congratulations! And last but definitely not least because Robin was behind the bar tonight, Caritas, where she turned Tino into her guinea pig for multiple varieties of hot chocolate, and Puck and Ellie had a date in the lounge. As teenagers allowed in a bar that doesn't card, unsurprisingly, the lack of a drinking age came up in conversation.
Katchoo: The lack of any more notes is about to come up in this one.
Lacey: And cut it short right there.
Katchoo: Preeeeeeeeeeeetty much. I'm gonna go shower again or something. Gawd.
Lacey: In which case -- good night, Fandom!