98.1 - decade on the dial - [broadcast!]

[hard_talker]

[the first few bars of "Everybody Knows" drift over the castle radios - if anyone has them on, they'll hear it ... and anyone listening to it with their journal open will consequently broadcast it to everyone else, too. so, no matter what the media, Mark will be projecting his voice to just about every room in the castle, as usual]

Soooo, Friday was a fun little clusterfuck, wasn't it? Bla bla bla yadda yadda whatever, we all got the jitters. But we're still alive, and nothin' came out from under the bed or inside the closet to eat us alive, so I'm gonna go ahead and call it a win. Nice try, Castle Wonderfuck. All you really did was give our newbies Alphonse, Vergil, and Miles a decent initiation. Better to see just what the fuck this place can do right off the bat, so you can start fightin' it, that's what I say.

In other, more important news, Lois Lane and James Watson are still lookin' for info from the last expedition, or anythin' weird that people might've seen around here or in Paris. If you've got a nice juicy anecdote, drop it on 'em and tell 'em Hard Harry sent you!

I haven't heard anyone usin' their nice new radios, yet -- anyone need a crash course in the fine art of the DJ? I could probably throw somethin' together in the ballroom one've these days. Maybe next week I'll do an open broadcast from down there, and anyone who wants to try it out can drop in and throw some music on, say somethin', read a poem, give out some info, whatever. We can make a thing out of it. I know you're out there. I can hear you bitching... and some of you were even goin' on about how shitty some of the music we've got around here is. Well, as a public service, I, Hard Harry, am here to tell you this, with certainty and all the musical knowledge at my disposal:

It. Gets. Worse.

I dunno how many of you from Earth lived through a little decade called the 90s, but lemme tell you, when I was catchin' up on everything this place has to offer in terms of tunes, I went by decade, and I found some reeeeeeeeal STINK BOMBS. I know, I know - I can hear you all right now: "TASTE IS RELATIVE, DUMBASS".

So, for all you relatives, I invite you to judge for yourselves. Ennnnnnnnnnnnnjoy.

[and with that, he'll start playing every. single. song on this list. and all the songs in the comments below it, too. you are so very welcome.]

Comments

[atrophied]

[House has nothing better do and it's a good enough way to pass the time. So he'll just grab his electric guitar and play along. Very, very loudly.

At least he plays well even if the songs are terrible.]

[hard_talker]

[at the moment, Mark can't tell who it is, but he still approves. in between songs, he'll give 'em a shout out]

Hey, you're pretty good with that!

[atrophied]

Thanks. I try.

[psych0p0mps]

i am also looking for information from the last expedition!
so they are welcome to drop it on me as well

[hard_talker]

Okay, cool. Have you talked to the Docs yet? They're usually good with that sorta thing.

[psych0p0mps]

i have somewhat
and also a couple other people
but the more information the better
that way ill have a better idea what to focus on when i go there myself

[encryptedlock]

Why would you do this to my eardrums? Some of us tried very hard to erase these songs from the registry, okay?

[hard_talker]

[he laughs] So you're not one of the relatives, you're right up there with me. Good to know. Trust me, next week I'll make up for it. Any requests?

[encryptedlock]

Don't suppose you have any frizz?

[Probably not, since it's popular in fringe colonies in the 25th century.]

[heloise]

I could read poetry on the radio, though they may be rather outdated.

[hard_talker]

Hey, Lucrezia. Y'know, I think callin' something "outdated" is pretty relative around here. Give it a shot, there're probably more people out there who'd like it than you'd think.

[heloise]

[ She makes an amused sound. ] Well then, I shall attempt this broadcast.

You will let me know how I have done, Harry?

[longaevus]

There have been worse decades. [ Not that she views them as good or bad for this, but if he is... ]

[hard_talker]

Oh, yeah, definitely. You weren't here the night I did disco, were ya ...

[longaevus]

No, but I've known it previously.

[snacklist]

Um, hello?

[Did he just hear his voice called?]

[hard_talker]

Yeah, hi! You're on the air, what's up?

[ino]

... Wow, these are bad.

[hard_talker]

And there are even worse ones out there, too. ... How's it goin'? Haven't talked to you since you were rockin' the model shoes.

[mal_addict]

As usual, I'm going to nod and pretend I understood most of what you said.

[hard_talker]

Sounds good to me! Hey, you know if we're havin' another meeting any time soon?

[unnaturalpause]

What on Earth are you playing Mark?

[hard_talker]

Crappy 90s pop shit. [gleefully] Isn'it awful?!

Dictated

[wizard_redfive]

[You know what’s great about this new radio. Volume control. So Dairine turns the volume waaaay down until the music is done.]

Things happen around here that aren’t weird? Not that’s a newsflash.

[hard_talker]

[AWWW BUT THAT'S NO FUN, DAIRINE]

Heh, tell me about it. ... Hey, hopefully they'll call a Patrol meeting soon. If they do, you wanna go? I can vouch for you, I been part of it long enough, I think.