unforgivennpc (unforgivennpc) wrote in unforgivenrpg, @ 2010-10-10 20:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2000-10, type: wireless |
Wireless Broadcast
[The following is a snippet from the two hour wireless program, Tune-In at Twilight, where listeners can hear a hodgepodge of wizarding music between DJs Patrick 'Broody' Robertson and Tyler 'The Shirt' Lauffer's banter.]
Patt: . . . And the whole deal with this Quidditch business -- it's absolute madness! My old gaffer's been eating nothing but red meat and apples to keep his teams going.
Lauffer: [laughter] Appleby aaaand -- ?
Patt: Wanderers.
[more laughter from both and a sound of something hitting the desk repeatedly]
Lauffer: How does anyone come by that split in loyalty!
Patt: He believes having two teams gives him a better chance at winning the Cup. [roaring laughter from Lauffer] It's daft, I know.
Lauffer: Oh! [sombering] You want daft!? The latest rumors, ladies and wizards, is that the Falcons are scrounging soooo badly to remain a team that owner --
Patt: Former owner...
Lauffer: -- No, I thought he was keeping on? Anyroad... He was so desperate to keep the club together that he was bartering with the CANNONS of all teams to try and join forces. [mild chuckling from Patt] Isn't that wild?
Patt: Where in the devil did you hear such nonsense?
Lauffer: My sister. The one what off and shacked up with the third-string Cannon's Seeker?
Patt: Oh. Her.
Lauffer: Yea. Apparently the git can't keep his gob shut when it comes to whinging about his poor job.
Patt: Aaaand that light means we need to slip in one of our mandatory records to keep this show on air. So, stay tuned in... for...
Lauffer: [sounds of rummaging] The... magnificent... talent... ooooof... [sounds of a crash]
Patt: [muffled] Would you find the bloody disk!?
Lauffer: [disk clicking into place] LORCAN D'EATH and his greatest hit, 'Necks to You!' ...Ew.
Patt: [groan] Apologies, mates.
[generic pop intro] D'Eath Recording: Ohhh... Yea... Girl---