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Fandom Radio, Friday, March 28, 2014

Hello, this is Cade Skywalker in for whatshername this morning because apparently she took one look outside and refused to leave the dorm. In related news, on my way to the radio station today I saw attacking snowmen, a couple zombies, and some giant scorpions, in addition to the dinosaurs, harpies, creepy statues that move and drop you on Selkie Peak or into the water....and avoid the park. Just trust me on that.

Well, it was a school day yesterday and some of the teachers met up but classes weren't really a thing. Coping With Being Famous was canceled via email, Lyman sent his class to the library or the shooting range, and Thor told his class to be helpful any way they could. In the library, Special Collections has still locked itself up tight, but researchers were doing the research thing anyway.

The dorms were quiet, so if you were cowering under your bed, no worries, the squirrels aren't tattling on you.

Town wasn't that quiet. Grover started the morning off by shrieking his way through the streets as he was chased by a Chicken From Hell. Madrox watched and ate a burrito. Oooh, I could really go for a burrito right now.

*emphatic chittering*

Okay, so there's no way in hell you're getting me one. Fine, fine, fine. Aeryn shot the dinosaur dead and managed to get Grover to go home before he sang at her. Uh...huh. Booker, who's--spoiler alert!--cooling his unconscious heels in the Trooper Station, spent the morning ripping more rifts into reality, so blame him for the dinosaurs and other poodoo.

Tamsin put up a wanted ad to go track him down, and she and girl teacher Jack talked strategy before talking about monkeyponies because, well, monkeyponies. I came in to offer my assistance, and she told me to wait with Jack for more people before we went out hunting. More on that later. And Jack told me I reminded her of her old commander but in a "I'm a guy and not dead" way. Bo came in and she and Tamsin snarked at each other before Bo joined our happy posse. Red came in to join us as well, and Aeryn was sent off to shoot dinosaurs on Apocalypse Avenue. We--me, Bo, Jack, Red, Buffy and Goose--went off to find Booker who was ripping more rifts, and we fought--epically--until Bo kissed him unconscious and we brought him back to the Trooper Station.

Sia got zapped into the park this afternoon but found plenty of other things to kill there, too, and it was still a place for Vikings and dinosaurs to be fought by Eric. Sia found his head-ripping-off technique a little unusual, and they talked about Jaina Solo while fighting off harpies and angel statues. Loki wanted Eric to kill more Vikings once he had his camera ready. Hannibal had Jono escort him back from the library, which was a good thing because they got attacked by dinosaurs on the way to the hotel. Astral!


Well, I'm very sorry to hear that Bob was eaten yesterday. Don't go near the dinosaurs. And finally, Mike spent his evening petting his normally-not-a-wolf roommate Derek--currently a wolf--and watching movies. Because it's Fandom.

Right then, that's all I've got! Don't go outside unless you know how to kill stuff, and if you absolutely have to go out and need an escort, I'm on the third floor. Stay safe everyone!
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Fandom Radio [October 18, 2013]

...I will shoot you in the karking head. It's way too karking early to be awake and I drank most of the minibar last night and I am in NO MOOD FOR KARKING RO--

*frantic chittering*

We're on the air already?


Well played, tiny rodents. This is Cade and I'm doing the news or something. I'm so karking thrilled, you have no idea.


Yes, I'm pretty sure they know I'm being sarcastic. Anyway. Tuscany. We were in still in Castello di Casole in the morning--don't you like my pronunciation? I took a class on it yesterday while my lazy karking roommate slept in and went to the spa. Pretty sure he's sleeping through this broadcast too. Karking incredible. You could still work out and hang by the pool too, and there were people eating because Italy. Isabelle and I talked about how we're totally going drinking and none of you losers are invited, and she and Flick discussed the kinds of friends he attracts. Topher and Billy had a completely healthy breakfast of pizza and gelato. Were we supposed to be eating something else this week? Because I've been living on that and the minibar.

Hannibal and Sparkle went back to Siena to visit the Museum of Torture--sounds like a laugh a minute--and a bunch more of you went to the Isle of Elba and were all healthy with the hiking up giant mountains like idiots. That's why they invented cable cars and apparently only Mordin and Kitty were smart enough to figure that out. There was also other things to look at--everyone take a shot because there were more frescoes--and also go-karting, plus food and shopping.

Last night, we could hang around the estate and hang out in the rooms like Jim and I did because free minibar, or you could hang out at the bar or restaurants, or in the pool like Flick or the spa "because massages."

It's really karking early and I'm still a little drunk, but I don't think that's actually a sentence.


Yeah, I know you're squirrels. Still.

Or you could be over on Elba drinking in stupid white pants without zippers to pee out of--what? I know the rest of you have seen the portraits of Napolean too.

*more chittering*

They didn't give you pants. Okay. Seems like a wasted opportunity if you ask me.

And there are losers still back on the island wearing whatever pants they want, I'm guessing. Rosalind's still hiring at the book place, my regular roommate was over at his boyfriend's place to assure him that his trip home left him not dead, so good for you, Stiles, and Mike wanted to know why Derek was baking brownies, which seems like a valid question. Jack came by with apple pucker which is just karking wrong, and they talked about what the eclipse would do to them. Um, it's in space. It's not going to fall down and smush you. Karking primitive pre-space exploration society.

Finally, different Mike got the tour of T&C, complete with an explanation of the panda, which is more than anyone has ever given me.

Anyway, gotta go pack up what's left of the minibar into my luggage. See you in Florence.

Fandom Radio [Tuesday, August 28, 2012]

Cade: I don’t karking care what you are. I don’t have class for several hours. I don’t need to be awake. I will shoot you.

Atton: Yeah, those damn rodents are worse than a whole flock of mynocks! I mean, I do have class this morning, but that doesn't mean I don't get to shoot you, you hear me?


Atton: Yeah, I'm looking at you. The one laughing at us.

Cade: Hey, does it have alcohol? Gimme.

Atton: You heard the man. Get him some rum before he starts yelling. Because he's real good at yelling.

Drinking before class? Seems like a good idea. )