InsaneJournal

001
[ Beep. Beep. Beep beep beep. Shuffling, the sound of fabric brushing against the microphone. More beeping. Someone has no idea what the fuck they're doing with the radio. ]

What in the world is this infernal device...!! Squeaking and hissing like some sort of vile hellspawn! I--

[ Next comes a ton of beeping. Beep beep beep beep beepbeep beep. He's obviously yelling at the radio and getting cut off a lot by the button press. When he speaks next it seems as though he's raged himself out. There is obvious hostility in his tone but it is not of the previous sort. And evidently he's also missed the previous broadcasts. ]

I was told this would allow me to speak with others, through what wizardry I cannot imagine. So. Is anyone there?