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[proudlooney]

[ Campbell is sat in the little room within the hospital he has hijacked for his new station. It's nothing fancy, a few pieces of equipment here and there, and very little else, but to Campbell it's like a little slice of Heaven, a prized possession. ]So folks, I hope ye enjoyed the broadcast on Saturday? Let me know what you thought. I'm thinking

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[givemenames]

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You were responsible for that?

[Safe to say you gave the man from 1191 a heart attack or close enough with that noise.]

[proudlooney]

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Aye! Did you like it?

[givemenames]

What was it? Such...noise.

[Good thing no one was around to hear the noise he made in return.]

[proudlooney]

It was my radio show wi' music.

[givemenames]

A what?

[proudlooney]

You know, a radio? Little box that music comes out of?

[givemenames]

There are no such things. And I would not call what I heard music.

[proudlooney]

Some of those hits were classics!

[givemenames]

The only thing I can describe it as are cats, in a bag, being thrown into the harbour.

[proudlooney]

They're no cats. It's great music!

[givemenames]

In what time and place?

[proudlooney]

Twentieth century Earth.

[givemenames]

That is what music will one day become?

[Brb he needs to go make sure the hideout has no radios and destroy any he finds.]

[proudlooney]

Aye! Brilliant, is it no'?