Weirdo quiet man running the town radio tower and he likes it bc he basically lives in this windmill surrounded by cassettes and records and sometimes they send him announcements to read out from town and otherwise it's all his choice. Mail orders most stuff and gets his groceries delivered
And whenever he goes into town everyone's just like. Ah this guy.
They don't dislike him, exactly. He's just So Intense and So Quiet and takes everything a bit too literally and talks So Much about his special interest of radio and no one really gets him
So when a dark and shadowy figure climbs up the ladder one night in the early hours and looms over him while he has a bunch of crooners queued up on the deck, he absolutely thinks this shadowy guy is kinda weird but like, hey, if he wants to learn how to do the radio, then sure he'll teach him!
Abominable horror from the wastelands that looks like television snow being patiently taught how to queue up records and the difference between playing records and casettes and how to adjust the levels and how to do announcements
But it likes it. It likes the Passion in this tower.
And everyone in town just assumes the occasional interludes of crackling static and overlapping haunted voices are just their local autistic radio guy experimenting with new sound stuff and also maybe that the radio tower is fucking haunted but hey, better him than them
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