Fandom Radio, Saturday, May 26
Loki: I find this haranguing most uncalled for. I was prepared for you rodents this time, you know. Sad eyes will not work on me to do your work!
Alex: Seriously, guys, this is getting old--oh, and that’s getting old, too. I see you’re less mare-shaped this week.
Loki: I was a male pony! I think. Why were you looking?!
Alex: Ew. I didn’t have to look, everybody knows about that. How’s Sleipnir? Still got eight hooves?
Loki: I will murder you in your sleep and regret not a single thing, sweet Ares-son.
Alex: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all before. Let’s get on with this, I have sleeping until noon to get back to.
Loki: In the words of the denizens of the internet: Not a single *BEEP* was given that day! In the Billy did research on goats. Oh. Oh, Billy-goats. That's very clever. When Victor arrived to ask for books on technology. Try the Google! I find it quite helpful in answering questions. The Librarian was in his office, decorating. Considering his species, we can only hope it is does not involve something that smells foul. Ender spoke with his class about the transformations they undergo while attending school here and how they might change a person.
Alex: You mean, like, into a mare, or something deeper than that?
Loki: Your continued obsession with me as a female horse is most unnerving. I believe this is where I let you down as kindly as possible, but I do not care enough to. You will need to find your strange love elsewhere, Ares-son.
Alex: I’m not sure what it’s like on Asgard, but here on Earth we can find things hilarious without wanting to have sex with them.
Loki: ...I have been on the Internet, you know. All things, it seems, lead to sex. Especially in Japan.
Alex: This isn’t the internet, though. Or Japan. This is Fandom.
Loki: You spent time in Japan, I believe. Or with that ridiculous excuse for a pantheon of theirs.
Alex: ...can we...not talk about that? Let’s just read the notes, okay?
Loki: Why am I feeling guilty? I dislike this feeling!-- Lord Tyrion spoke with his class concerning manners when at a feast. I find it easiest to avoid them entirely. It's all drinking and songs of past valor. And wenching. The students ate and listened to a bard who we can only hope matches the wit of this Joss Whedon fellow that my Tumblr dash raves about so. Angela spoke with her class concerning the uses of henna for dying of skin and hair. They were then allowed to attempt it upon themselves or a fellow classmate. Finally, Oz did not appear for class yesterday, instead he left us with popcorn of dubious quality, and a movie that only served to confuse me.
Alex:In the dorms, Peeta--I'm sorry--read some mail from home and then a library book, and then was awkward with his roommate, Fawn. And apparently the book reminded him of home. I hope it was a happy book? And Terry locked himself out on the roof. I hope someone let him in by now...and that's it. Right.
Loki: I did not!
Alex: Moving right along to town, where Loki was cleaning up goat poop at the Magic Box.
*long moment of silence*
Loki: I hate you with great passion.
Alex: Well, that's it, we can all go home, I found my favorite news item of the day.
*chittering*
Alex: Okay, okay, fine, I'll read the rest of them. But nothing can top that. At Wellspring Arms, Mr. Cable was telling Jan about the weapons when Phil Coulson came in looking for a job. I guess he must be new, because it says he was confused about the 'we don't actually sell the weapons' thing. Yeah, that's...a thing that we do. At Goodvalor's Little Bivoli, the special was apple pie because Toby got a huge shipment of them in, and at the trooper station Audrey had to deal with a squirrel that was pissed about being swallowed whole by a goat. Yeah, I can't blame it. Gabrielle spent her shift at the clinic trying to get the nurses to tell her stories about their goat adventures. Ben was in a great mood at Stark Industries until Jaina called with bad news from her chunk of the timeline, and then Ender came by with food and hugs before they headed off to Ben's shuttle. Oh, and Karla called too, but they talked about happier things, like how we were all ponies last weekend. *cough* Mare. *cough*
Loki: I have plans in place to end you. Multiple plans.
Alex: I’m so scared. Not. Also, a new couple named Clint and Natasha--wait, why do those names sound familiar?--arrived and checked out their new house, which they thought was cute. They sound like a nice couple. Welcome to the island, guys.
Loki: If you had a phone as wonderful as mine, you could look them up. You may now be consumed by jealousy as I look for them--oh, I should have kept the safesearch on.
Alex: WHOA. I’m not sure we should be seeing that!
Loki: I did not know women of Midgard could bend in such a way...
Alex: She’s uh...a special case...but that seems a little extreme...turn that off, we still have notes.
Loki: Yes. Notes. Finally, Guy--a terrible name--was putting up posters around town concerning the roasting of meats and consumption of alcohol this weekend. Devil's Nest had something called Jimmy Buffet music playing and tourist garb on Tiny. Jack arrived to ask Eric for a job taking care of the business during the daytime. I am certain nothing could ever go wrong there.
Alex: Much like leaving us in the radio booth together...
Loki: Whatever could you mean? We are the very best of friends.
Alex: Yeah, we haven’t punched each other in like three whole weeks. What’s up with that?
Loki: ...We are growing as individuals?
Alex: Maybe it’s too early. I’m going back to bed.
Alex: Seriously, guys, this is getting old--oh, and that’s getting old, too. I see you’re less mare-shaped this week.
Loki: I was a male pony! I think. Why were you looking?!
Alex: Ew. I didn’t have to look, everybody knows about that. How’s Sleipnir? Still got eight hooves?
Loki: I will murder you in your sleep and regret not a single thing, sweet Ares-son.
Alex: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all before. Let’s get on with this, I have sleeping until noon to get back to.
Loki: In the words of the denizens of the internet: Not a single *BEEP* was given that day! In the Billy did research on goats. Oh. Oh, Billy-goats. That's very clever. When Victor arrived to ask for books on technology. Try the Google! I find it quite helpful in answering questions. The Librarian was in his office, decorating. Considering his species, we can only hope it is does not involve something that smells foul. Ender spoke with his class about the transformations they undergo while attending school here and how they might change a person.
Alex: You mean, like, into a mare, or something deeper than that?
Loki: Your continued obsession with me as a female horse is most unnerving. I believe this is where I let you down as kindly as possible, but I do not care enough to. You will need to find your strange love elsewhere, Ares-son.
Alex: I’m not sure what it’s like on Asgard, but here on Earth we can find things hilarious without wanting to have sex with them.
Loki: ...I have been on the Internet, you know. All things, it seems, lead to sex. Especially in Japan.
Alex: This isn’t the internet, though. Or Japan. This is Fandom.
Loki: You spent time in Japan, I believe. Or with that ridiculous excuse for a pantheon of theirs.
Alex: ...can we...not talk about that? Let’s just read the notes, okay?
Loki: Why am I feeling guilty? I dislike this feeling!-- Lord Tyrion spoke with his class concerning manners when at a feast. I find it easiest to avoid them entirely. It's all drinking and songs of past valor. And wenching. The students ate and listened to a bard who we can only hope matches the wit of this Joss Whedon fellow that my Tumblr dash raves about so. Angela spoke with her class concerning the uses of henna for dying of skin and hair. They were then allowed to attempt it upon themselves or a fellow classmate. Finally, Oz did not appear for class yesterday, instead he left us with popcorn of dubious quality, and a movie that only served to confuse me.
Alex:In the dorms, Peeta--I'm sorry--read some mail from home and then a library book, and then was awkward with his roommate, Fawn. And apparently the book reminded him of home. I hope it was a happy book? And Terry locked himself out on the roof. I hope someone let him in by now...and that's it. Right.
Loki: I did not!
Alex: Moving right along to town, where Loki was cleaning up goat poop at the Magic Box.
*long moment of silence*
Loki: I hate you with great passion.
Alex: Well, that's it, we can all go home, I found my favorite news item of the day.
*chittering*
Alex: Okay, okay, fine, I'll read the rest of them. But nothing can top that. At Wellspring Arms, Mr. Cable was telling Jan about the weapons when Phil Coulson came in looking for a job. I guess he must be new, because it says he was confused about the 'we don't actually sell the weapons' thing. Yeah, that's...a thing that we do. At Goodvalor's Little Bivoli, the special was apple pie because Toby got a huge shipment of them in, and at the trooper station Audrey had to deal with a squirrel that was pissed about being swallowed whole by a goat. Yeah, I can't blame it. Gabrielle spent her shift at the clinic trying to get the nurses to tell her stories about their goat adventures. Ben was in a great mood at Stark Industries until Jaina called with bad news from her chunk of the timeline, and then Ender came by with food and hugs before they headed off to Ben's shuttle. Oh, and Karla called too, but they talked about happier things, like how we were all ponies last weekend. *cough* Mare. *cough*
Loki: I have plans in place to end you. Multiple plans.
Alex: I’m so scared. Not. Also, a new couple named Clint and Natasha--wait, why do those names sound familiar?--arrived and checked out their new house, which they thought was cute. They sound like a nice couple. Welcome to the island, guys.
Loki: If you had a phone as wonderful as mine, you could look them up. You may now be consumed by jealousy as I look for them--oh, I should have kept the safesearch on.
Alex: WHOA. I’m not sure we should be seeing that!
Loki: I did not know women of Midgard could bend in such a way...
Alex: She’s uh...a special case...but that seems a little extreme...turn that off, we still have notes.
Loki: Yes. Notes. Finally, Guy--a terrible name--was putting up posters around town concerning the roasting of meats and consumption of alcohol this weekend. Devil's Nest had something called Jimmy Buffet music playing and tourist garb on Tiny. Jack arrived to ask Eric for a job taking care of the business during the daytime. I am certain nothing could ever go wrong there.
Alex: Much like leaving us in the radio booth together...
Loki: Whatever could you mean? We are the very best of friends.
Alex: Yeah, we haven’t punched each other in like three whole weeks. What’s up with that?
Loki: ...We are growing as individuals?
Alex: Maybe it’s too early. I’m going back to bed.