- 2030, August 17, 18:12 -
“-well, I think I’ve talked enough to make an episode, right? Okay, I’m ending this. Goodbye everyone. I’ll see you again next time… was that good? And how do I stop this, anyway? Right, right, this button… hmm, didn’t seem to work. Seriously how does this thing work?... Ooohh it’s gotta be this one, man that’s so hard to-”
- The Apocalypse Radio, 94th broadcast. Audience number: 0 -
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- 2030, August 7 - No signal -
- 2030, August 8 - No signal -
- 2030, August 9 - No signal -
- 2030, August 6, 8:00 -
“This is pretty bad…”
She looked out of the window and grimaced. Even when indoors, the sound of the wind and rain still seemed to strike deep into her guts.
She had no way of knowing a typhoon had come.
She was most worried about the barricade.
- 2030, July 29, 17:00 -
“Hello everyone, it’s time for the Apocalypse Radio. As always, I’m your host, A. I’m broadcasting from the center of the world, and I believe that my voice will reach you.
“Yesterday was terrible. I was fixing the AC after going off-air, but I slipped from the ladder. Thankfully I didn’t get seriously hurt, but I did twist my ankle. It’s still a bit painful.
- 2030, May 6, 16:07 -
“...Umm… test, test. This is working, right? Ahem. One two, one two… is this really set up right? Uhh, can you hear me? Please tell me if you can.
“Then again, it’s not like you have any way of replying, I know that. If you can hear me though, please come here, to the center of the this mad world. I’ll be waiting… God, this is going to be so dumb if it turns out I’m not even broadcasting.
“And now I’m embarrassed… Right. Anyway. I’m going to believe that my voice will reach you and keep talking.
