Radio § Asgard Audio Service

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 [Everyone will receive the message, with elegant calligraphy, on Day 399 that the service will begin at around ten o'clock the next day.

And sure enough at ten, Day 400, there is a burst of interference and Irving's warm, crisp voice emerges from the static.]

Good morning and welcome to Asgard's Audio Service. I am Irving Braxiatel and this is your community radio. Created by you, for you and with the hope that we become a greater community together.

[Yes, Brax is laying it on a bit thick, but he sounds credible and friendly.] 

It is my absolute pleasure to introduce to you our first programme, courtesy of our local harpist, Maglor. [And the recording made here plays.

Here's the first of (hopefully a good few) radio posts. I'll add a few comments down below with starters about programmes going on and your character can react, add to them, whatever you need. If you want, you can 'ring in' by posting a comment of your own with 'radio station' or 'Irving Braxiatel' or any other contributor you like and the contributor might respond!

More information, as well as a place to ask any questions or plotting can be found here.

Contributors don't need to feel required to respond, though that's appreciated especially first go around and yes, there'll be dead air, so feel free to comment on that.]

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NEWS BROUGHT TO YOU BY PROFESSOR RIVER SONG

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[News is repeated every five hours. River is given a lot of leeway as what constitutes news.]

WEATHER BROUGHT TO YOU BY VISLOR TURLOUGH

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[The weather will follow the news and will offer predictions. The technology that Turlough's working with is reliable, if not fancy.]

[failassassin]

And now for the weather. I'm sorry to say, but it's not going to get better any time soon. The cold is still going to linger on, unfortunately, with highs mostly in the 40s if you use Fahrenheit, single digits if you use Celsius. [he can't help but sound REALLY GRUMPY at the idea of the cold, somebody needs to teach Turlough the idea of the neutral press.]

There'll probably be some rain in the middle of the week, but it should hopefully clear up to sunny days.

STORIES BY PUSS

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[Whatever madeforwalking comes up with.]

MUSIC BY MAGLOR, RIL SORRIN AND DAVID SPRITE

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[Harp, guitar and trendy stuff with ample cursing exemplifies this line up respectively. Enjoy Asgard!]

[feathery]

[Here's your late night trendy stuff with ample cursing, courtesy of some guy who has a moderate affliction of monotone.]

Sup, Asgard, this is your resident feathery asshole with some sweet tunes at this equally sweet hour. No need to thank me, I'm just doing my job as a concerned resident who knows at least half of you have never touched a pizza. Pizza is pretty fucking sweet, by the way, and if you've never had a slice, you best remedy this stat. Get up close and personal with that crisp deep dish and its repository of gooey melted cheese. Don't forget the pepperoni. Only unforgivable scumbags forget the pepperoni. And hey, if you call in a request. Do us all a favor and make sure it doesn't suck. I'm the one who's got to screen this crap.

[Cue him flipping on a series of tracks, starting with Amon Tobin's At the End of the Day.]

DEAD AIR

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And that was our broadcast. Please tune in tomorrow.

Vislor Turlough

[comeonthensexy]

[ Really, Turlough, just don't pick up. ]

You can't sound that grumpy, it won't get you any viewers.

[ CRITICISM look at you off to a flying start. ]