Salutations!

[radiont]

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[crackle] Welcome, dear sinners, to another broadcast...

~ End of Broadcast ~

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[voxnews]

"I supposed I'd ask why. What's the benefit? Do you get off on it? Is it for the power or just the act? Do you feel justified? Cause I get it, means to an end and all. For all I know, they were dicks and he was just in a bad mood." How would he know? That was why he wanted a chance to talk to him first. Second hand information was something everyone had.

He wanted something first hand. "For this whole enterprise to work, we have to stand out and prove we're superior to other forms of entertainment - no offence, of course. We need to be unique. We need to push boundaries and do what others wouldn't."

Obviously, he couldn't broadcast a dead body but he could interview a killer, right?

[radiont]

"Most murders are either a matter of money or crimes of passion. I'm not sure what bores me more." Alastor yawned to showcase just how little interest those motives held for him. He stopped at a streetcorner, turning to face Vincent. "So maybe you are right, Vincent. Our current killer might be of more interest."

He shrugged, taking a step back. "Remember to catch my broadcast tomorrow. Lovely to meet you. I assume you won't be here for long, so remember to get some good food. You haven't lived until you've tasted a fresh beignet."