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"Oh you kiss me? The radio host? Oh how kind of you!"

[@the-news-guy has joined us!]

"Oh I am Zy! The radio host of Station 09. You know they say this place was abandoned but it never has been! Station's on 24/7 and will always be with yours truly!"

Zy laughs, there is a tone of insanity to his laugh that is even clearer from the way he leans forward a bit, moving a few things on the control panel, he doesn't quite need the headphones or at least it doesnt really look like it for some odd reason.

"Let's get this started, they dont like to be kept waiting"

"Well I'll be! How fun." He mused with a smile. "Why did you start in the first place? What about this piqued your interest?"

"Oh nothing really, I just found this place one day and thought it would be fun to run a show, now look at me! Been running this station for ▓▓▓▓ years now!"

The way his appearance glitches out when he says a number of invalid years and so does his voice, almost like he was not human, well, thats because he wasn't. Despite his own denial, Zy has long lost his humanity alongside his sanity, turned into a glitch cursed to see the gaze of the ones that listen and speak forever just for them

* you ask who they are

@frisk-under-tale

The radio host hums softly and turns to look at where he was spoken to, he looks sleep deprived and homeless, his state matching that of the radio station. He smiles

"Why I'm Zy of course! The host of station 09!! Welcome to my show!! And you? who are you little one??"

The way you can tell from just his tone, that he's fallen into insanity for a while now. His eyes dart around the room as if looking at a crowd, but then return back to Frisk

frisk-under-tale

* you tell Zy that your name is Frisk

Chara: Station 88? I saw that one before but it was nothing but static, this man is kinda wack frisk

* you tell Chara that you've never seen a radio station like that

"Wack?! Oh no no I'm just your average radio host! Station 09 was previously abandoned but it was in pitch perfect condition when I had just arrived here! Oh i've lost count of the years now!! This profession truly takes everything you have!"

He laughs and leans back on his chair, which moves a bit despite those wheels not looking like they should even exist anymore. It's true, he doesn't remember when he got here or how long he's been here, but he certainly knows that this place is his new home.

Zy brings the microphone down a bit to be able to catch any dialogue from the other two before pushing up his glasses to see better

"Do you mind if I do a little interview? I gotta get some sort of new content you know! The listeners get tired of my voice at times"

frisk-under-tale

* you say why not

Chara: Frisk you interact with strangers too much

* you tell Chara that they try to murder too much

Chara: Killing is the best option = )

#⏣◗Today’s Special Guest ▹#frisk under tale + 1

"Oh children and their thoughts of murder!! That seems to be the average these days"

He laughed, a hint of insanity on his tone before he pulled the microphone a bit more towards himself and spoke.

"Now now then Frisk, what do you do? As you can see I'm but a humble radio host but you look like you have more to yourself, or yourselves, and if I can be enlightened on what that is it'd be wonderful!"

* you ask who they are

@frisk-under-tale

The radio host hums softly and turns to look at where he was spoken to, he looks sleep deprived and homeless, his state matching that of the radio station. He smiles

"Why I'm Zy of course! The host of station 09!! Welcome to my show!! And you? who are you little one??"

The way you can tell from just his tone, that he's fallen into insanity for a while now. His eyes dart around the room as if looking at a crowd, but then return back to Frisk

frisk-under-tale

* you tell Zy that your name is Frisk

Chara: Station 88? I saw that one before but it was nothing but static, this man is kinda wack frisk

* you tell Chara that you've never seen a radio station like that

#honestly that works too #⏣◗Today’s Special Guest ▹#frisk under tale + 1

"Wack?! Oh no no I'm just your average radio host! Station 09 was previously abandoned but it was in pitch perfect condition when I had just arrived here! Oh i've lost count of the years now!! This profession truly takes everything you have!"

He laughs and leans back on his chair, which moves a bit despite those wheels not looking like they should even exist anymore. It's true, he doesn't remember when he got here or how long he's been here, but he certainly knows that this place is his new home.

Zy brings the microphone down a bit to be able to catch any dialogue from the other two before pushing up his glasses to see better

"Do you mind if I do a little interview? I gotta get some sort of new content you know! The listeners get tired of my voice at times"

[@the-news-guy has joined us!]

"Oh I am Zy! The radio host of Station 09. You know they say this place was abandoned but it never has been! Station's on 24/7 and will always be with yours truly!"

Zy laughs, there is a tone of insanity to his laugh that is even clearer from the way he leans forward a bit, moving a few things on the control panel, he doesn't quite need the headphones or at least it doesnt really look like it for some odd reason.

"Let's get this started, they dont like to be kept waiting"

"Right! Yes, wonderful idea. Uhm-" Austin continued to look around for a place to sit, he seemed panicked. He didn't even seem at all phased by the others uncouth behavior. He sighed in defeat and decided to voice his concern. "However, before we can start, I need a place to ah... to sit down." He offered a nervous smile

"Yes that is a valid concern my friend let me fetch a chair for you!"

The way his smile stays, its kinda like how Austin used to be previously. Zy goes over to his makeshift bed and moves it out of the way, the floor has fallen in under, he hops down, falling and taking a bit of damage but nothing too bad.

The radio host struggles to get back up of course but nothing too bad, bringing a stool up with him before covering the hole once again, if anyone were to look down there its where he kinda made himself his own home.

"Here you go! I hope the stool is of no problem! Hand made by a friend of mine"

The stool looks surprisingly new as Zy places it by Austin, taking a seat back in his decrepit chair and looking at him, smile still there

Austin smiled softly. "Thank you!" He graciously sits down. "You said I go first, right?" He doesn't wait for a response, leaning in towards zi. "How long have you been in the radio biz?" He asked intrigued

#he's my blorbo ofc i remember that maybe old austin was a bit of an inspiration on how this shitass acts #⏣◗Today’s Special Guest ▹#the news guy + 1

"Oh I've lost count of how long! I started when I was 5 inches shorter though if that's of any help!"

He laughed, adjusting the microphone to be able to catch the audio from both of them, he rubs at one of his eyes, a slow blink before he returnss to normal, smile staying throughout.

[@the-news-guy has joined us!]

"Oh I am Zy! The radio host of Station 09. You know they say this place was abandoned but it never has been! Station's on 24/7 and will always be with yours truly!"

Zy laughs, there is a tone of insanity to his laugh that is even clearer from the way he leans forward a bit, moving a few things on the control panel, he doesn't quite need the headphones or at least it doesnt really look like it for some odd reason.

"Let's get this started, they dont like to be kept waiting"

"Right! Yes, wonderful idea. Uhm-" Austin continued to look around for a place to sit, he seemed panicked. He didn't even seem at all phased by the others uncouth behavior. He sighed in defeat and decided to voice his concern. "However, before we can start, I need a place to ah... to sit down." He offered a nervous smile

"Yes that is a valid concern my friend let me fetch a chair for you!"

The way his smile stays, its kinda like how Austin used to be previously. Zy goes over to his makeshift bed and moves it out of the way, the floor has fallen in under, he hops down, falling and taking a bit of damage but nothing too bad.

The radio host struggles to get back up of course but nothing too bad, bringing a stool up with him before covering the hole once again, if anyone were to look down there its where he kinda made himself his own home.

"Here you go! I hope the stool is of no problem! Hand made by a friend of mine"

The stool looks surprisingly new as Zy places it by Austin, taking a seat back in his decrepit chair and looking at him, smile still there

[@the-news-guy has joined us!]

"Oh I am Zy! The radio host of Station 09. You know they say this place was abandoned but it never has been! Station's on 24/7 and will always be with yours truly!"

Zy laughs, there is a tone of insanity to his laugh that is even clearer from the way he leans forward a bit, moving a few things on the control panel, he doesn't quite need the headphones or at least it doesnt really look like it for some odd reason.

"Let's get this started, they dont like to be kept waiting"

A rather short man with relatively greasy black hair and a recording setup wondered around aimlessly, a confused, unamused look on his face. Suddenly, he notices another person, and locks eyes with them silently.

[@the-news-guy]

The messy tangled black hair of the man was draped over his own shoulder as he stared from his seat in the recording studio, it's impressive the place hasn't collapsed in on itself, both he and the station look like they've been here for ages.

Zy smiles and tilts his head, putting his hands together and moving his face out of the way, adjusting his glasses so he can see better. The radio host stands up, he's not wearing shoes and one of his pants is rolled up, he looks homeless despite this being his home judging from the makeshift bed on the corner.

"Well hello there!! You're a visitor are you not?! Oh we haven't had any of those in a while! They're going to love you. Do you mind if I interview you? I can only talk to myself so much! The crowd start to get bored of me at times"

He lets out a laugh that looks nervous, he glances to the walls, as if he's being watched, but there's nothing there.

The man blinked cautiously, and tilted his head with an intrigued smile and furrowed brows. "I was going to ask you if I could do the same." He stated plainly. There was an awkwardness in the air, and a feeling of quiet anticipation.

#i'll move it to another post after this one my man #⏣◗Today’s Special Guest ▹#the news guy + 1

A low "AH" escapes Zy, leaving his mouth in an open smile, hands still in the air, he closes his mouth and nods, putting his hands together and chuckling nervously.

"Well maybe you can interview me first and then I can interview you? Would that work? We're both getting content after all!"

He's clearly desperate for any sort of content that doesnt mean talking to himself despite the fact that if you asked him he wouldn't say so. He laughs nervously and sits back down, there's nowhere for the other to really sit, just the table, and honestly judging by the look of that chair yeah you dont want to sit on that, it looks like if you even touch it its going to fall apart.

Something about that dirty and clearly infected scar on Zy's face tells you everything and nothing about who he is

* you ask who they are

@frisk-under-tale

The radio host hums softly and turns to look at where he was spoken to, he looks sleep deprived and homeless, his state matching that of the radio station. He smiles

"Why I'm Zy of course! The host of station 09!! Welcome to my show!! And you? who are you little one??"

The way you can tell from just his tone, that he's fallen into insanity for a while now. His eyes dart around the room as if looking at a crowd, but then return back to Frisk

#⏣◗Today’s Special Guest ▹#frisk under tale + 1

A rather short man with relatively greasy black hair and a recording setup wondered around aimlessly, a confused, unamused look on his face. Suddenly, he notices another person, and locks eyes with them silently.

[@the-news-guy]

The messy tangled black hair of the man was draped over his own shoulder as he stared from his seat in the recording studio, it's impressive the place hasn't collapsed in on itself, both he and the station look like they've been here for ages.

Zy smiles and tilts his head, putting his hands together and moving his face out of the way, adjusting his glasses so he can see better. The radio host stands up, he's not wearing shoes and one of his pants is rolled up, he looks homeless despite this being his home judging from the makeshift bed on the corner.

"Well hello there!! You're a visitor are you not?! Oh we haven't had any of those in a while! They're going to love you. Do you mind if I interview you? I can only talk to myself so much! The crowd start to get bored of me at times"

He lets out a laugh that looks nervous, he glances to the walls, as if he's being watched, but there's nothing there.