Alright folks, time to cut to commercial. Hey, even a pirate radio station needs to make money somehow! We’ll be right back!
I’ght y’all! Mic’s off- hm?
*K checks a buzz coming from his pocket, taking out an old flip-phone and checking it*
Aw nice, hey Corn! Be on the lookout for me, we got another gang that’s aboudda be here.
…So, as I was saying before K went to the mic, Poison Jam is not just simply a group of nobodies. We have a strong belief in ourselves; we’re nobodies and we own it. Every single member has been discarded by the world, shunned from the streets of Tokyo-To for one reason or another, and together we form a bond stronger than that of any other ga-