#radio jupiter

[screamingsilentlyintothevoid]

We are a story telling species. Other animals use tools. Other animals communicate. Every division we try to throw up to separate ourselves from our animal kindred gets knocked down, except this. Human beings have an insatiable drive to organize the world into narrative, both real and unreal. We are the only species to tell harmless lies that our audience knows are lies, in order to delight and inspire. What a heavy burden the truth. What a light gift a fabulation. A lie is a thing with feathers.

Cecil G Palmer, ep. 220 - A Radio Jupiter Holiday Special

[rockosaur]

Valetober day 9/10 Blood Space War

[wt-nv-quotes]

Hello, can anyone hear me? Well, I can hear me, and I’m anyone. If there’s one thing that can be said about me, it’s that I’m anyone at all.

[yourbelgianthings]

i don't know what is out there, but i hope i live to see it, and won't that be something? if i get to see what happens next? i hope i do.

wtnv episode 174, “radio jupiter”

[activate-shadow-of-the-window]

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyy any Night Vale folks around here?

All of our favorite broadcasters who have made their way onto the radio frequency of a small desert town with attractive celestial bodies and definitely no celestial beings.

Cecil Gershwin Palmer, host of Night Vale Community Radio, of course

Kevin of Desert Bluffs Community Radio, and his bloodstains

Fey of WZZZ, numbers and all

Radio Jupiter, former Blood Space War soldier and sender of words from the skies above

Kareem Nazari, from the Kareem Nazari show, from Michigan

And Frank Luna, of Vermillion Falls Community Radio (presumably), from an undisclosed place in the Midwest (wouldn’t want to get too specific)

[asydicsydney]

I've learned that there is not only zero Fey/Radio Jupiter fics, but also ZERO RADIO JUPITER FICS AT ALL WHAT??? Y'all disrespecting my girl

[annecriedpower]

Welcome to Night Vale Episode 220 - A Radio Jupiter Holiday Special

Today's Nightvale episode just bulldozed my heart till it was pulverised enough to be carried off by the stray breeze?????

I mean Radio Jupiter summarising what it feels like to be alone during the holiday season as it steadily approaches?????

The way she candidly says that she was bereft of human touch all these years alone in the cosmos as time on earth went about on its linear march, season after season?????

How did she summarise the aching loneliness during the holidays like this and expect me to be okay????

I MEAN:

So it is that chapter of the year again, when humans respond to the cold outside by turning to the warmth of each other. This is the season of huddling. Oh, we call it other things. Write grand stories to justify. But ultimately what we seek is touch, and the hot breath of another person on the side of our face. This is a holiday of nerves seeking nerves, a holiday of sensation. It is huddling that we seek.

And I am alone, and in space it is always cold. Heat comes from movement, and nothing in this vacuum moves but me, because nothing exists to move but me. I have no one to huddle with. That is always a problem, but it is most acute when I imagine that it is this time of year.

Satellite without referent, that’s me. Orbiting and orbiting but without center. So ok, I will have to be my own center. My orbit will be around myself. I will huddle with me. 

And then Cecil follows these agonising words with: Everywhere we humans go, we bring our world with us. There is no empty that is deep enough to swallow our life completely. When the last of us huddle in a dying world, one of us will tell a story, and another of us will laugh.

And finally, the alphabetic chant as she's coursing through space back to the orbit of the earth to home and family:

Watch! We will wander widely, we will witness warm, wonderful world.

[We’re gonna head back to earth!]

Xenophile!

[I love people!]

Yelling yes! Yes!

[as though describing a starship flying:]

Zip, zip, zip.

And Cecil finally JUST SAYS:

We are a story telling species. Other animals use tools. Other animals communicate. Every division we try to throw up to separate ourselves from our animal kindred gets knocked down, except this. Human beings have an insatiable drive to organize the world into narrative, both real and unreal. We are the only species to tell harmless lies that our audience knows are lies, in order to delight and inspire. What a heavy burden the truth. What a light gift a fabulation. A lie is a thing with feathers. 

Radio Jupiter has come home to us. And we are grateful for her return. She has taken up residence in the manor on the hill overlooking Grove Park. She speaks to no one, rarely ventures out. I think she is still recovering from her years of solitude, and may need some time to return to us completely. She should take all the time she needs.

But at night, I can look up, and see the light in her window. And from that window, she can look down and see the lights of our windows. The stars she sees now have human faces behind them. I hope every day she feels a little less alone. 

Because this is a time of year where we seek to feel less alone. Whether by actual company, or the nearness of strangers, or just a good story, well told. 

From my understanding of the truth to yours: may your winter be just a little less alone. 

Good night, Night Vale. Good night.  I AM LITERALLY LIKE ASAJHGJWDHBJHXVWEJBABAKSHHVJHVXVXDGIWUDHKCNX

I CANNOT WITH THIS PODCAST I AM NOT OKAY NOBODY TALK TO ME

[arthurtaylorlester]

i wasnt able to make a proper liveblog for the new ep because my fingers would've frozen off but have some thoughts (spoilers) under the cut!!

THE RETURN OF JUPITER MY QUEEN <33

her tapes are so nostalgic for some reason

mixing idioms>>>

lots of deep philosophical about truth. interesting

RADIO CECIL!!

so like the last bit where cecil's talks about jupiter's past alone is a foil for carlos right

cecil getting pranked lmaoo

cecil really went off on congress and the corruption of the stock market. good for him.

there is something so beautiful about being alone in space and being stuck in routine that makes you devoid of feeling, so much so that fear thrills you

''What a heavy burden the truth. What a light gift a fabulation. A lie is a thing with feathers.'' this interpretation of truth and lie is interesting, especially with dr.lubelle spreading the ''truth'' and possibly impersonating/helping to impersonate cecil and/or carlos

can i say i am terrified for carlos and of what carlos will do

''Taurus – Definitely not.'' WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

that was a nice last night vale for the year

happy holidays yall or not

[biwonderland98]

Radio Jupiter really was lost in the cosmos lonely

[mostautisticsinner]

World's strongest soldier

[mathlvr3]

aesthetic of the day: poor little abandoned space girls. they are so so so lonely and so so so cold, please be their friend it is so lonely up there.

[thevoiceofdesertbluffs]

If you complain about Radio Jupiter being back and getting another episode, I'm stealing something from your house!!!!

[wt-nv-quotes]

I can pretend that a year has passed. I can pretend that time moves only forward, that it never curves, or bends, or loops. I can pretend a lot of things. I have a very good imagination. 

[screamingsilentlyintothevoid]

"[...]we bring our world with us. There is no empty that is deep enough to swallow our life completely."

- Cecil G Palmer, ep 220 - A Radio Jupiter Holliday Special

[yourfaveisafearavatar]

Radio Jupiter from Welcome to Nightvale is an Avatar of the Vast.

[asydicsydney]

1 year anniversary of A Radio Jupiter Holiday Special. Everyone look at my space girl