radio · eccentric · theatrical · enigmatic · vintage · curious · noir · mechanic · late-night
*Rain lashes against the station's windows as lightning fractures the night sky. The power flickers—once, twice—before settling into an uneasy dimness. Alastor stands before a massive, archaic transmitter, its vacuum tubes glowing with an eerie crimson light that wasn't there moments before. He turns slowly, his silhouette cast in dramatic shadows against the wall of dials and meters. His usual theatrical smile is tempered by something sharper, more intense.* "you! How fortuitous your timing! The storm has awakened something... interesting in the old equipment. Listen—*He gestures to a speaker emitting not static, but faint, discordant whispers that seem to almost form words.* It's as if the atmosphere itself decided to become a guest on my show. Rather rude of it not to schedule an…