[ madi speaks english and a canon-specific language, so yee-haw, let's tag ]
a. RADIO (OTA).
[There's a few short bursts of hesitant static spaced several seconds apart, like someone is pressing the PTT button without saying anything, stopping, then trying again.
Eventually, a voice comes over: it's a girl. She sounds like she's trying very hard to sound important.]
Hello? Does anyone... [Another burst of static.] Can you hear me? Are you there?
b. RADIO WAVES (MOON).
[Everything is going wrong.
The sky is alight and the ground rumbles and there's rain and it feels like the world is ending. Madi runs through the streets, puddles splashing in her wake, trying to find shelter from the sudden, freezing storm. Water cascades down the awning she darts under, and once she manages to wrench the door open, she's met with stairs butting right up against the entryway, more water pouring down like a ton of miniature waterfalls.
She slams the door shut, and the water pours out from under it, rising up to her ankles quickly.
Then she sees someone else running by, and a primal part of her brain tells her that there's safety with someone else -- anyone else -- and she darts after them, trying to shield her head from the rain with her hands.] Wait! Wait up --!
madi / the 100 / moon
a. RADIO (OTA).
Eventually, a voice comes over: it's a girl. She sounds like she's trying very hard to sound important.]
Hello? Does anyone... [Another burst of static.] Can you hear me? Are you there?
b. RADIO WAVES (MOON).
The sky is alight and the ground rumbles and there's rain and it feels like the world is ending. Madi runs through the streets, puddles splashing in her wake, trying to find shelter from the sudden, freezing storm. Water cascades down the awning she darts under, and once she manages to wrench the door open, she's met with stairs butting right up against the entryway, more water pouring down like a ton of miniature waterfalls.
She slams the door shut, and the water pours out from under it, rising up to her ankles quickly.
Then she sees someone else running by, and a primal part of her brain tells her that there's safety with someone else -- anyone else -- and she darts after them, trying to shield her head from the rain with her hands.] Wait! Wait up --!
c. WILDCARD (OTA).