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Hi, this is Ben Skywalker and I'm doing radio today because--

*squirrel chittering*

Reasons. That's very helpful, guys, really. But apparently Beau and Keyleth are animals who can't talk and no one wants an all squirrel radio.

*offended chittering*

Fine, Leroy, it's all yours.

*five minutes of squirrel noises, trebuchet sound effects, and splashing*

And now that that's over, let's have the news in Basic, okay? Wednesdays are, of course, time for Granddad's increasingly unhinged group teambuilding project shenanigans. This week we were building trebuchets to fling Beaker in to the park's pond and it was hot enough yesterday that that seemed like an astral idea. Sorry, Beaker. You looked like you were having fun, at least? In the spirit of sadism and team cohesion or something, Granddad divided us into two groups wearing patterned shirts--team Kitty-Dolphin, though those were the toothiest dolphins I've ever heard of--and team Pizza Kitty, which actually had tacos on them. I'm assuming that Granddad just read off the names of the shirts he thought he'd ordered, which were clearly much nicer than what he ended up with.

The third team, for the record, ended up with rompers that had a sloth riding a TRex that could shoot lasers from its eye like some deranged AT-AT and the six of us doomed to wear those looked astral until we gave them all to Prompto.

Most of the day was spent marveling over the amazing outfits, of course, with a break for Shuri to introduce herself to new person Regina--hello, Regina, avoid the park on Wednesdays--and Tip convincing Norman to take off his hoodie because it was hot enough to melt...well, not steel, but definitely ice cream...yesterday.

*chittering*

Never you mind about what Kanan and I were discussing. We were thrilled with our rompers. THRILLED.

The teams eventually got to building, of course, and congratulations to the all-female--well, probably because Nina is a snake this week--team of Kitty-Dolphin for flinging Beaker the most accurately.

In town, Peter was dealing with singing flowers but that's pretty tame for around here, and Summer had Jello shots on special at Caritas, but it was celebrating the monsters of last week being gone that brought Seivarden to the bar.

And that's everything! Off to bring my husband coffee now....and you still have sparkly "Bender" flags. That's kinda disturbing. We've been out of high school for a whille.
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Anakin: All right, all right, I'm here, stop poking me! Where's the normal broadcaster?

*chittering*

Anakin ...1915. Of course she is. Very well, hand me the notes. Zinzi--new person?--

*more chittering*

Anakin: newish person, talked to her sloth about getting a second job and an apartment to live in. Excellent ideas, especially as the Troopers get a little upset if people are sleeping on park benches. Something about a city ordinance violation. And in the dorms Fredward--really?--

*even more chittering*

THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THE NAME ANAKIN. Fredward had set up a slip-n-slide through the fourth floor hallway.

*sounds of someone smacking their head into a desk*

Of course he did. Bo's problem, not mine. Rapunzel was eager to give it try, and Raven and she talked about how few people were left in the dorms this break before Raven brought up Freddie's web show. The internet kind, not the Spider-man kind. Sam wished to know if the--I'd so been hoping to avoid mentioning what he'd been using to make the slip-n-slide go--lubricant he'd found was edible. Anna wanted to know what a slip-n-slide was.

And that's all we have!

*chittering*

But I'm not on the trip. Why should I report it? One second, please, Fandom.

*sound of phone ringing*

Ben: Urmf?

Anakin: This is your grandfather. There will be a ---

Ben:: WHY IS THERE A KRIFFING SQUIRREL IN MY ROOM

Anakin: Yes, that. You're doing radio.

*click*

Ben: ...thanks. Okay. Yesterday in Rio, Kenzi woke Toby up by tossing waffles at his head. Seems like a waste of delicious waffles to me. Then Kenzi dragged Peter out to have fun--oh, you did the helicopter ride! That was pretty astral, huh? And Juliet tried to shower all of the glitter off. I'm still finding glitter on me from Monday's parade. That stuff's worse than sand in the getting everywhere department. Bruce, Cara and Daenerys were all in the spa, and Juliet and Jeremy wondered if their dad could buy the hotel. If we're invited back, yes please! Out in Rio, a good chunk of you were out at the beach, and Lex and Kate played volleyball and talked about superhero identities and the value of a properly packed utility belt. Tara, Dany and Annie all went for walks in the rainforest, and Hanna and Elphaba went on the helicopter tour, too. Ender and Chuck chose to explore some of the outlying islands by boat. Can I go back to sleep now?

*chittering*

Ben: So that's a no. Last night, the pool was the place to be. Bruce was lounging by the pool still--he was there all day?

*slightly shifty sounding chittering*

Man, I'd be the color of a lobster if I did that. He tried to explain the concept of relaxing to Cara, and I did the same thing to my cousin Anakin. Blysse and Anakin agreed to not go into the pool--something about the water smelling weird--and I caught up with her and Blind Seer. Bruce wanted to know if I'd gotten anyone else on tape since Topher's dance--the answer is no-- and Anakin scared Hanna by having the same face as someone she knew at home. Oh, tough break. I hate when that happens. Hanna and Bruce also decide that the pool was so busy because we were all tired of partying. Well, we pool people might have been, but Stacey was at the club looking for a boy, Dany was on the beach with her dragons, and Miley, Dave, Annie and Summer were all at a soccer game. Miley had to confirm that this was the game with kicking.

*long pause*

Ben: Yeah, on that note I'm going back to bed. Don't get too sunburnt, people. Trust me about that: it hurts.

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