Broadcast Stories

I own nothing

Traveling to a parallel world, Zeaser, who was forced to make a living, was invited by the Dimension platform to create. Say anything, just edit the video and you can get rewards. With the mentality of trying, Zeaser edited Marvel and uploaded the video "Top Ten Superheroes". Unexpectedly, it caused an uproar in the Marvel Universe! Iron Man: It was me who snapped my fingers in the end...! Captain America: With a mortal body standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods, I lifted Mjolnir...? Thor: You said you never practiced secretly! Wait, that fat guy is definitely not me! Spider-Man: What! except me! And two Spider-Men? ! In addition, videos such as "Top Ten Super Villains" have appeared. Since then, the entire Marvel universe has undergone earth-shaking changes! Zeaser on the other side was also stunned: "The Infinity Stones gifted to me by this guy named [Loki] turned out to be real...

There are two people that I consider the parts of myself. I call these The Image, and The Emotion. They can seem similar upon first glance, but they are not the same.

Thanks to @Sapheda8 for correcting my English language grammar and for the pictures in the book

"The Treasury," said one. "Banking," responded another. "The Civil Service," replied another. It was my turn. "Radio," I said. There was stunned silence. I felt all eyes turn toward me. Time seemed to pause while my colleagues processed their apparent incomprehension. "What do you mean by 'radio'?" eventually enquired the Economics professor in whose dark, dingy Old Elvet office our tutorial group was meeting.

I only knew 'Roger Tate' (real name Bob Tomalski) through listening to his programmes on the radio. He was a DJ on 'Radio Invicta', London's first soul music radio station, launched in 1970. Invicta was a pirate radio station. Back then, there were no legal radio stations in the UK other than the BBC.

It was a little after seven o'clock in the morning when the phone rang. Normally, I would already have been out of bed by that hour on a weekday. However, the previous night's 'DJ meeting' [open to all 44 KISS FM presenters] had tired me out. I was awake, but I was still trying to urge my body to get out of bed. The mobile phone stationed beside my bed rang noisily and forced my brain into action far faster than it wanted.