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dreamcrystals2024-02-22 06:38 pm
lonelysmiles) wrote in dreamcrystals2024-02-22 06:38 pm
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Audio Broadcast | February 22nd
[For a solid week, there's been nothing but static coming out of 666 AM as Alastor sleeps. (Thank you to people who showed up to get him in a proper bed!)]
[Then suddenly on February 22nd, the static begins playing snippets of songs that don't seem to be from the vast catalogue in Alastor's head. There's a line of hip hop ("Sorry, group attending - "), something that sounds like it should be starting off a Broadway play ("I can do this, somehow I know it - "), something gentle ("It starts with sorry."), something with an accordion, a song of desperate hope ("Now you're the only thing worth fighting for."), and snippets of other music that all blurs together before only one line can be clearly heard in Alastor's voice: "Oh, this will be fun!"]
Salutations! Good to be back on the air!
Apologies, Reverein, for my impromptu nap! Apparently, I had quite a bit of sleep debt to pay off! Ha ha! But not to worry! I'm not planning to nod off again any time soon!
To whoever put me properly to bed, thank you very much! That would've been quite a crick in my neck if I'd slept the entire week on the floor, but you really didn't have to leave such unique artwork behind!
So until my next proper show, Abyssinia!
((OOC: Since Alastor's broadcast equipment is all internal, he's actually at his home, not the radio station, if someone wants to poke him in person!))
[Then suddenly on February 22nd, the static begins playing snippets of songs that don't seem to be from the vast catalogue in Alastor's head. There's a line of hip hop ("Sorry, group attending - "), something that sounds like it should be starting off a Broadway play ("I can do this, somehow I know it - "), something gentle ("It starts with sorry."), something with an accordion, a song of desperate hope ("Now you're the only thing worth fighting for."), and snippets of other music that all blurs together before only one line can be clearly heard in Alastor's voice: "Oh, this will be fun!"]
Salutations! Good to be back on the air!
Apologies, Reverein, for my impromptu nap! Apparently, I had quite a bit of sleep debt to pay off! Ha ha! But not to worry! I'm not planning to nod off again any time soon!
To whoever put me properly to bed, thank you very much! That would've been quite a crick in my neck if I'd slept the entire week on the floor, but you really didn't have to leave such unique artwork behind!
So until my next proper show, Abyssinia!
((OOC: Since Alastor's broadcast equipment is all internal, he's actually at his home, not the radio station, if someone wants to poke him in person!))
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[Alastor waggles his finger playfully.]
Now why would I give away such a scoop to a rival? For all I know, you'd broadcast it first and steal my thunder!
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Didn't take you for a gambler~. Very well, it'll be a nice surprise for you!
[At the second thing, Flowey just playfully stuck his tongue out.]
You mean like what I was doing while you were sleeping?
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Though I do appreciate you giving the airwaves some substance in my absence!
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[There, that should be vague enough without mentioning the cards.]
Anyways, I'll start working on the trick lock as soon as possible. See you soon, Alastor!
[Flowey will stay to make sure he sees the reaction Alastor has for the things he said and will allow Alastor to have the last word.]
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I look forward to the challenge!
Abyssinia!
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[...]
[Darn it. Fine. You win this round. A little suspicious that Flowey's been staying here, so time to deflect things a little, filling his voice with a tinge of disappointment.]
Come on, Alastor. You're better than puns.
[With that, the flower burrows into the ground.]