Technically - everywhere - it's a radio show folks...
Who: Jack Killian, OTA
What: Midnight Caller
Where: KJCM studios
When: midnight to 3am
Warnings: Possible language, snark, direct responses (Jack doesn't pull punches).
Cigarette in hand, Jack pulls up his chair, lights his cigarette and waits for the 'on air' sign.
"Strange things happen to all of us. Some stranger than others. But they happen. This week, I experienced, probably, the strangest thing that's ever happened to me. And I'm not sure I quite believe it. Looking up at my producer, I think he's afraid of what I'm going to say next, but that's not really new for him. He expects me to go out on a limb.
"Anyway, to get us to tonight's topic, this strange event was apparently a sudden appearance in what can only be described as an alternate reality. Or, so I've been told. From my perspective, not a whole lot's changed, except I have my old boss back and some lunatic is kidnapping people in New York City and taunting the authorities about it.
"Come to think of it, that last part isn't all that different from where I was before.
"But, imagine waking up one day, thinking your life is going on like normal, you get a shower, a meal, go to work and find out that people have fathers in different locations - and more than one or two at that - and there are teleportation devices and multiple versions of the reality you once knew. Believe me, it's a little jarring.
"So, anyone else out there experiencing this same phenomenon? Is this something that everyone in this place gets to figure out and get used to or are some of us more special than the rest?"
Jack takes a drag off his cigarette. "Talk to me, America. The number is [toll-free number]."
[ooc: when 'calling in' to the show, include the character's name and calling location - ie: Jack/SanFran; if you'd like the character to remain anonymous, use ???/[location]. ]
Blatantly swiped from an entry he made in a game he's no longer part of, but I figure that's okay... I wrote and the folks here are new. *g*
What: Midnight Caller
Where: KJCM studios
When: midnight to 3am
Warnings: Possible language, snark, direct responses (Jack doesn't pull punches).
Cigarette in hand, Jack pulls up his chair, lights his cigarette and waits for the 'on air' sign.
"Strange things happen to all of us. Some stranger than others. But they happen. This week, I experienced, probably, the strangest thing that's ever happened to me. And I'm not sure I quite believe it. Looking up at my producer, I think he's afraid of what I'm going to say next, but that's not really new for him. He expects me to go out on a limb.
"Anyway, to get us to tonight's topic, this strange event was apparently a sudden appearance in what can only be described as an alternate reality. Or, so I've been told. From my perspective, not a whole lot's changed, except I have my old boss back and some lunatic is kidnapping people in New York City and taunting the authorities about it.
"Come to think of it, that last part isn't all that different from where I was before.
"But, imagine waking up one day, thinking your life is going on like normal, you get a shower, a meal, go to work and find out that people have fathers in different locations - and more than one or two at that - and there are teleportation devices and multiple versions of the reality you once knew. Believe me, it's a little jarring.
"So, anyone else out there experiencing this same phenomenon? Is this something that everyone in this place gets to figure out and get used to or are some of us more special than the rest?"
Jack takes a drag off his cigarette. "Talk to me, America. The number is [toll-free number]."
[ooc: when 'calling in' to the show, include the character's name and calling location - ie: Jack/SanFran; if you'd like the character to remain anonymous, use ???/[location]. ]
Blatantly swiped from an entry he made in a game he's no longer part of, but I figure that's okay... I wrote and the folks here are new. *g*