[He feels like shit, but he is still a supervisor...]

Mandatory check-in.

Name, department, and health status.

Okay. I'm bored. So, all'a you pinheads:

What're your favorite foods?

[Lars isn't totally trying to get intel for Psi, deeefintely not...]

[Jeez, Ginko feels like he has been on the radio a lot lately. But he does sound considerably less distressed than the last time he made an announcement.]

Hey, so I know people might, uh… be getting tired of hearing from me, given recent circumstances. But it’s good news this time, I promise.

Our rat king, Rex, seems to be growing his seventh head, which makes him six years old now. If anyone wants to come by and see, he’s in the menagerie as usual; I’d recommend it, since this might be some of you guys’ only chance to see this. Uh… be careful, though, it can’t see yet, so it might be a little more prone to bite than the others. Just watch your hands.

Does anyone have a wound I can practice on?

So... how many people here are comfortable with casual sex? I'm asking explicitly about people who might be interested right now, to be clear.

[For something out of Foster's mouth, it's pretty well censored, honestly; he's spent a long time fighting with the urge to do this.]

Don't worry, I'm down for absolutely anything, the harder the better! I'm in trailer 18, so you can, ah... I'm easy to find.

Uh... Hi? [Yuya clears his throat.] I'm Yuya Sakaki. I'm going to be part of the carnival for a while, as an acrobat!

[His enthusiasm falls a little flat, but it's nothing against the Carnival.] Speaking of that--are we really performing in two days? Is anyone else going to stay up to practice?

What do you do when someone keeps getting mad at you no matter what you say or do?

I... Need help with something. But I can't be specific.


How can you help someone if you don't understand what the problem is?

Well, that was a shitshow.

[ Lambert's voice, on the line, is even pricklier than usual. He's only saying what he's pretty sure everyone's thinking, okay. ]

Who's still here?

[ Someone hasn't been clued in yet on the possibility that radio chatter crosses dimensions. How do magic box talking things even work, man. Sup new vampire buddies. ]

[For a solid thirty seconds, anyone tuned in to the public channel might catch snippets of Greg's voice warping in and out of static as he tries to find the right station again.]ould've marked, had it writ[kghshghhshh]know if it[hhsshhhkshhzz]onono that was... think that was... hello? Hello?

I--I think, uh, there's something... wrong? But it's good... and I shouldn't, but I... do. That doesn't make sense, I know, and that's why I'm confused. I think I'm scared? But I'm not. But I want to... be... but...

My head hurts, and also my... I'm confused, and... I don't get it.