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Post by LadyEvicto on May 13, 2011 14:06:46 GMT -5
99.9 March On GW (Galaxy Wide) has headquarters stationed on the Imperial HQ of Bastion. It relays the newest musical hits from all your favourite bands and singers view sound and their music videos right to your ship, house or base.
The building is pentagon in shape, with glass windows and various dj and playing booths for the DJ's and Radio jockeys to take interviews. There are also booths and stages for artists and bands to perform live from the station infront of holo projectors.
To tune into this channel it's only 500 Galactic Credits a Month!*
Listen for yourself and March On!
*some conditions apply
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Post by LadyEvicto on May 13, 2011 14:14:58 GMT -5
Ali Nova was the leading singer for one of the hottest bands on the Galactic Charats at the moment. Her green eyes sparkled, and blue and gold eye shadow wove patterns down her cheeks. She had should length streaked green an dblonde hair. She wore leather vest ripped with various zippers and what looked like leather nipples hanging off it. She wore fishnet stockings up her slender legs and a leather g string that didn't leave much to the imagination. She was the daughter of an Imperial high up in the ranks, and had been told that she was arrogant, and spoiled, but was fun to party with.
The DJ sitting across from her in the booth had gotten the opportunity to interview her on her band (Order 66). "So Ali... So glad you came to visit." He couldn't help but glance at her clothing, or lack of.
Ali smiled, and lit a long cigar. "It's my pleasure. I always love to meet my fans."
"And you must have quite a lot of them at this point."
"Oh yes." She purred, taking a drag.
"So... um..." He cleared his throat, trying to get back to the conversation. It was incredibly hard. He knew she didn't wear the most appropriate clothing, but he hadn't expected her to show up to an interview like this.
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Post by LadyEvicto on May 13, 2011 23:08:53 GMT -5
"What's the album's name?" The DJ asked, changing position in his leather DJ chair.
"Well we debated calling it Rev My Hyperdrive but we decided to leave that up to the imagination to the listeners and viewers until that single topped the charts. Instead we decided on labelling it, 'The Force is dead'." She took a drag of her cigar and blew the smoke across the room.
The DJ waved the smoke away and cleared his throat again. Well I can see why you have so many fans with all the controversial titles and lyrics on this album. Has that ever been a problem before?"
"Has what ever been a problem?" She asked, stubbing the cigar out and uncrossing her legs.
"The censorships and the titles and lyrics of your songs."
"No. I find that our fans love our songs. Even those beings who hate our songs manage to have our lyrics cycle through their minds. That's the whole point." She smiled coyly.
"Right. Well let's hear a song off that amazing new album from Order 66. The album's instores now. Here's the song 'Rev My Hyperdrive'."
The live feed camera went to show a copy of their new album cover which was Titled,
The Force is dead
With tracks:
1. Wookiee cookie
2. Don't bark up my Wroshyr Tree
3. Coruscanti Police
4. Spice Spice Baby
5. Rev My Hyperdrive
6. My Saber
7. Lick My Lekku
8. That's No Moon
9. The Force Is Dead
10. Bespin Freefall
11. Angel of Iego
12. The Myth of the Sith
13. Jedi Smeedai
14. Holocube **** scandal
15. He's a REAL Sith
16. Malastare Brothel
-----End of Interview--------------
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 21, 2011 17:15:25 GMT -5
((HA HA, love the track titles XD lol.))
The heavy isotope band "Iron Fist" made their way into the radio station, escorted through the halls and into an elaborate guest room by several large burly security guards. The six members of the band immediately made themselves at home, helping themselves to the rooms bar and food prep station. The groups singer Drazick Firestar topped the top off of a bottle of Corellian rum and poured himself a glass on the rocks. Clad in tight black leather pants, combat boots, a shirt with obscenitys displayed upon it and wearing an ankle length black leather trench coat topped off with a wide brimmed hat and sunglasses he looked like he'd stepped out of one of the bands photoshoots.
The bands Falleen guitarist Zax Xiss as usual sat slightly apart from the rest of the group in quiet contemplation as he sipped on some fine wine and waited for the DJ to come to collect them for their on air interview to plug their 4th album due to be released the following week entitled "The Warlords".
Jai, the Bothan bassist was once again entangled in a heated debate with the bands Morseerian drummer Bargeth over something none of the others cared to hear about. Probably had something to do with the quality of the album recording again, the two of them would bicker endlessly over small details of the recording and mixing process, finding issues with the smallest things.
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Post by LadyEvicto on Jul 5, 2011 22:48:48 GMT -5
DJ Ace Kovar stepped into the room. He was very excited for today's shift. He'd put on his best leather jacket, light chain mail pants, and grey shirt to go with his bandanna that was tied around his neck, allowing him to showcase his short mohawk. His job allowed him to show his creativity, whether it was on the airwaves or his clothing and he loved being able to express himself creatively. He was going to interview the Iron Fist, which had been a favourite of his for quite some time.
He popped a gum in his mouth, since it was always polite of interviewers to have fresh breath when they interviewed someone. He rapped his knuckles on the door of the guest room they were in.
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Post by Cervantes on Jul 8, 2011 6:02:57 GMT -5
Bargeth answered the door to see the DJ Ace Kovar standing on the other side. The Morseeian stared down the DJ for a few seconds before acknowledging him. "Howdy". He remarked with enthusiasm, a grin hidden behind the breather mask he wore at all times when not in an atmosphere that was made up of methane, the air his species breathed. He turned his coned head back into the room and addressed the rest of the band. "Looks like its show time fella's". He said in his nasally voice. One by one the other members of the band picked themselves up from where they sat and shuffled out of the room, beverages in hand. Each of them bade Ace hello in turn as they walked out into the hallway, the bands singer being the last to leave as he poured himself another drink before following behind, a bottle of liquor in hand.
"You'd be the Ace then i'd imagine". Drazick said with a broad grin that was slightly cheeky in appearance. It was the bands first time ever on Bastion for a brief promotional tour for their new album and performance tour that would follow soon after with the band kicking it off right here on Bastion itself with a huge concert that was scheduled to be the following week.
THE WARLORDS:
1)The Warlords
2) Kad Ha'rangir
3) Somebody Shot Greedo In The Face
4) Coffin Jockeys
5) Death Troopers
6) Embrace Of Pain
7) Vaders Fist
8) Razors Kiss
9) Legacy of Ka'ra
10) Oyu'baat Blues
11) Revelations
12) The Curse Of Graush
13) Graveyard Of The Star Dragons
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