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[CC-420 "Doc"]

"HEEEEELLLLOOOOOOOOOO GAAAALLLLLAAAXXXXYYY. Pound of spice. Etc. Etc. You know the mother fucking drill. I know it's been a good imperial minute since my last broadcast. But don't hate me my people. I'm a busy clone. So I've put out a call out to any of of you bastards who want an interview, Anyone. I know we've interviewed former Grandmasters and Emperors but any of our listeners can show up to our station for an interview."

The drug crazed dj said into his microphone with a fiendish laugh.

 

[Listeri Dalane]

A small buzz sounded on the radio feed, as it cut to static. Then, a voice came booming through the speakers. " Huh...Yeah, I wan' a interview! Those frickin' Pub's...What?" The slurred and slowed speech came out of the radio, while at the other end of the line, Listeri lay facedown on a table.