96.9 - oh mercy me, God bless catastrophe

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[Generic All-Purpose Anti-First Gens/Sympathizers Filter]

[your weekly broadcast is back to manageable volumes, this week, Paradisans. how are your eardrums healing? Leonard Cohen's gravelly rumble comes drifting out of the pages of the journals, and Harry lets it play for a little bit before crossfading into something else to play while he talks]

Heeeeeey, kids, welcome back to another Monday with your favorite resident loudmouth, Hard Harry. Sounds like we've got the show back on track this week, all your usual features and creatures. For our new fresh faces out there in Castle Wonderfuck, a big warm, uncomfortable, up-in-your-personal-space welcome to Greg, Mindfang, JJ, Dave Strider, John Watson, Haibara, M'Gann, Karkat, Renji, Merlin, Azazeal, and River. I know a few of you are comin' back to crazy town for your second or third run, so hey, you're welcome for the memories you don't have. If you ever wondered where the fuck deja vu comes from, this is prrrrrobably it.

Now, on to the meat and potatoes of things, the part where I sit here and talk about how none of you ever do jack shit about what goes on around --

Wait.

Wait, what's this? What's this?! People taking initiative? People discussing what actually happened? We've got Carolina organizing emergency plan groups! Arthur's looking for volunteers to help create safe havens! We've got the Peace Patrol starting to get its shit together! We've got other people like Sherlock and Tesla getting just as steamed about all of this as yours truly -- and on top of it all, Sylvanas may as well have just given us all a giant collective pat on the ass for not completely turning into blubbering idiots!

HO-LEEEEE SHIT, everybody. Hold on, I think I -- yes -- wait -- what's that sound?!

[and this comes rolling out of his stereo into the journal, not quite as loud as last week's broadcast, but still pretty loud]

God help me, I think this flock might be breakin' itself up after all! Marie Antoinette painted her sheep, yaknow. Every day. She'd have her maids paint 'em to match the color of whatever dress she was wearin'.

You might still be sheep, for the most part, but I'll be damned if some of you haven't started pickin' out your own warpaint. If you're still stuck on what to do, ask one of those fine folks I pointed out earlier, they're still lookin' for help. Keep it up, kids, and I'll see you next week.

Comments

filtered from first gens, villains, snoops, people who would pass this info on, etc.

[amiables.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't you filter all that away?

same!

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Well, shit! I was so excited I got carried away. Thanks, I'll fix that right away.

[and once he has]

Whew, I think you might've just saved my ass. Who do I make the thank-you card on the gift basket out to?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Yelp hey something catches his interest here]

-- Merlin's here?!

[How did he not know that?! Of course, oblivious that it's another world's version of Merlin but hey]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Thaaaaat's what it says on the tin, yup. Why, he one of the ones who's been here before?

[housespecial.livejournal.com]

You this loud every week?

[he heard the last one, of course--but figured it was kind of a bad time to strike up complaints conversation.]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Every week I'm not otherwise occupied by losses or other castle bullshit, yep!

... You're the guy I talked to about the Patrol, yeah? Did you hit up the meeting on Friday? [he never saw your face, after all]

[ino]

I'd like purple, please. [like they make purple warpaint but shh she's just joking]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Youuuuuuu got it.

[a pause, and then] ... Sucks that Sakura didn't get to stick around long enough to see the gears start turnin', though. She would've been all over this.

[withmymind]

Blue.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[he sings. what, it's his first instinct] Da ba dee, da ba di...

... What about it? [and the way his mind works, he figures it out RIGHT after he's asked] That what color your sheep is?

[syntax-error24.livejournal.com]

[Well would you look at that?] Someone sounds pleased.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

And why shouldn't I be? People are gettin' their rears in gear! ... How's it goin', Dairine?

[stateofatrophy.livejournal.com]

[House heard his name.]

So you're the castle Welcome Wagon?

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Somethin' like that, yeah. Dependin' on who you ask. Some people just consider me the resident Pain In The Ass.

Okay, so. You're not Karkat or Strider, I know their writin'. You don't talk like Merlin or Azazel. So you're either John, JJ, Renji, or Greg.

filtered from first gens, villains, snoops, people who would pass this info on, etc.

[amiables.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't you filter all that away?

same!

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Well, shit! I was so excited I got carried away. Thanks, I'll fix that right away.

[and once he has]

Whew, I think you might've just saved my ass. Who do I make the thank-you card on the gift basket out to?

[save-the-souls.livejournal.com]

[Yelp hey something catches his interest here]

-- Merlin's here?!

[How did he not know that?! Of course, oblivious that it's another world's version of Merlin but hey]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Thaaaaat's what it says on the tin, yup. Why, he one of the ones who's been here before?

[housespecial.livejournal.com]

You this loud every week?

[he heard the last one, of course--but figured it was kind of a bad time to strike up complaints conversation.]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Every week I'm not otherwise occupied by losses or other castle bullshit, yep!

... You're the guy I talked to about the Patrol, yeah? Did you hit up the meeting on Friday? [he never saw your face, after all]

[ino]

I'd like purple, please. [like they make purple warpaint but shh she's just joking]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Youuuuuuu got it.

[a pause, and then] ... Sucks that Sakura didn't get to stick around long enough to see the gears start turnin', though. She would've been all over this.

[withmymind]

Blue.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[he sings. what, it's his first instinct] Da ba dee, da ba di...

... What about it? [and the way his mind works, he figures it out RIGHT after he's asked] That what color your sheep is?

[syntax-error24.livejournal.com]

[Well would you look at that?] Someone sounds pleased.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

And why shouldn't I be? People are gettin' their rears in gear! ... How's it goin', Dairine?

[stateofatrophy.livejournal.com]

[House heard his name.]

So you're the castle Welcome Wagon?

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Somethin' like that, yeah. Dependin' on who you ask. Some people just consider me the resident Pain In The Ass.

Okay, so. You're not Karkat or Strider, I know their writin'. You don't talk like Merlin or Azazel. So you're either John, JJ, Renji, or Greg.