[radio soundpost] why not wednesday is temporarily suck on this saturday

[xyzai]

[A hour block of upbeat dance remix fades into Zaizen's voice]

Those of you who aren't drunk in a ditch or asleep, thank you for listening to the one to two Saturday Night Final. Your usual host has fucked off to Hokkaido to see her family, so you're stuck with Wednesday radio for the next hour. I don't particularly feel like slopping out your much beloved top forty -- so listen to me make some calls or change the damn channel.

[Turns on Alice Merton's lash out while he dials]

(ooc: if you want your muse to receive a 2am crank call, comment below with your muse picking up the phone! This won't be a journal post, but a live conversation.

The live conversations, however, will be endured to this journal. So if your muse wants to listen and comment normally during regular hours, please write JOURNAL COMMENT in the subject line)

Comments

Phonecall

[toutsweet]

Ughhhh what.

[ever_yanagi]

[The phone picks up after only one ring.]

"Hikaru-kun."

Re: Phonecall

[xyzai]

*Deep, somewhat distorted voice*

Wouldn't it be sad if something were to happen...to your fixed air conditioner...

[xyzai]

*doesn't bother distorting his voice*

KK-san, I'm calling to ask what's on special. Free advertising opportunity -- you're welcome.

Re: Phonecall

[toutsweet]

N-nani?? Who is this? How do you know about that?!

[ever_yanagi]

[The voice is flat and impeccably polite, with a Tokyo-broadcaster perfect enunciation despite the hour]

Vibrating buttplugs with remote control, guaranteed to keep you up all night in case rude individuals decide to call. Get yours today at Kinky Kimochi dot com, promo code NOSLEEP.

Good evening, Hikaru-kun. I know where you live.

[The phone cuts off]

Re: Phonecall

[xyzai]

*dark chuckle*

A friend.

[xyzai]

*mutters -- but still audible on air*

Let's you and I hope that he doesn't mail me eleven of them.

Re: Phonecall

[toutsweet]

...Zaizen? The fuck man, it's 2am.

Re: Phonecall

[xyzai]

Who I am is not important. Just whether or not you want to rescue your air con.

Re: Phonecall

[toutsweet]

I knew it!! You bastard, leave my aircon alone! It's done nothing to you!

Re: Phonecall

[xyzai]

Cake or sweltering death. Your call.

Re: Phonecall

[toutsweet]

What-- what kind of cake? Can they be cupcakes?

[uzauza]

Hallo, du weißt schon, dass wir's ziemlich spät haben, oder?

[ooc: german provided by a friend of mine, translates to ‘Hello, you do realize that it's pretty late, right?’

2AM in japan time is about 7PM German time, so he assumes it’s like his mom or someone else from back home.]

Re: Phonecall

[xyzai]

*some hushed murmuring, sounds like a consult*

Yes, cupcakes will be acceptable.

[xyzai]

*outputs a very gruff voice*

That is no way to talk to your leader.

[uzauza]

*actual cricket noises from the camping outside in the background as there is a moment of silence*

...What?

[xyzai]

My name is Kumamon, and I am near.

Re: Phonecall

[toutsweet]

*An exasperated sigh is heard* Why can't you just ask me like a normal person?
Any preference or do I have to guess too?

[uzauza]

Uh-huh... Why did you follow me out of Kumamoto, oh wise leader?

[xyzai]

For your secret training.

Re: Phonecall

[xyzai]

We demand chocolate with matcha frosting.

Re: Phonecall

[toutsweet]

Matcha frosting?? That's a bit fancy for the likes of you!
I suppose you want gold dust sprinkles to top it off??

Re: Phonecall

[xyzai]

You have gold dust sprinkles?

Re: Phonecall

[toutsweet]

No I'm out. You can have regular chocolate sprinkles and be happy about it.