[good evening, Boston. the post that greets the Network today is an audio entry, and a busy one at that. even though the sound quality isn’t perfect, pops of static occasionally coming through, it’s clear enough for the listener to tell that there’s a great deal of activity going on here: voices, primarily those of women, can be heard laughing ( Read more... )

'Kay, so, like...we're in Boston, and it's a wasteland here. Anybody know what the hell happened? Though, I guess whatever documents were here got disintegrated 'cause of all the nukes used.

[Alfred frowns a little. He's obviously bothered by all of this, but he's making an effort to be cheerful and optimistic about it all.]Guess I should ( Read more... )

[The recording starts of with a disgruntled blond man pressing buttons on the device. There's a pause, and he realises that it's recording.] Hallo?

[Another pause. Then he frowns and speaks again, his tone firm and his accent obvious.] Er, since we are apparently going to be here for some time, I thought I should introduce myself; I am the nation ( Read more... )