Mhm, so here we go again.
Ah, what have we here? An empty signal? Well, seeing as it registered to my transponder, it must be truly be entertaining! That is, if there is anyone receiving this?
(Click!)
(THE RED BASE LIVING ROOM. THE RED SCOUT, THE RED SOLDIER, THE RED PYRO, THE RED SPY, AND THE RED DEMOMAN ARE RESTING THERE. THEY ALL FLINCH AND FREEZE AT THE SUDDEN SOUND, STARING DOWN THE APPEARANCE OF THE RADIO.)
RED SCOUT, picking up the radio gingerly: Uh- H- Hello? What the hell-?
RED SOLDIER: SCOUT! WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING???
RED SCOUT: AGH- FREAKING- SOLDIER! DON'T STARTLE ME LIKE THAT, I ALMOST DROPPED THE RADIO!
RED PYRO: Mhph. Mmmph?
RED SCOUT: No, I just- I thought I heard something? I- I thought we-
RED SPY: Mon dieu, Soldier, calm yourself. It's just a radio.
RED SOLDIER: With a MICROPHONE! WHAT IF WE ARE BEING LISTENED TO RIGHT NOW???
RED DEMOMAN: (sighs) Soldier, just- get over here, man. I'm too tired to deal with your bullshit right now.
RED SNIPER: (softly, whispering) ... Scout.
I heard it, too.
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(THE BLU BASE KITCHEN. THE ENTIRE BLU TEAM IS PRESENT, EATING DINNER. THE SOUND OF CLINKING DINNERWARE STOPS AT THE SUDDEN APPEARANCE OF A RADIO IN THE MIDDLE OF THE TABLE.)
(THEY ARE SILENT, STARING AT THE RADIO.)
BLU SCOUT: ... Uhm- what is that?
BLU SPY: A radio, it looks like.
BLU MEDIC: We can see that, Spy. We have eyes.
BLU SOLDIER: WAIT, YOU ALL HEARD THAT, RIGHT? THERE IS A VOICE IN THE RADIO!!!
BLU DEMOMAN: Christ, tone it down, Solly! We're not fuckin deaf!
We all heard it, too!













