"---h--ll-o?-----can an---one he--r me? hell-? ---hello? Testing, testing." *TAP TAP*. Faintly, "Is the static gone? Yeah? What? You can still hear me? Oh! Shoot. Thanks, one sec!" The sound of footsteps, and the voice returns theatrically, "Helloooo, everypony! Gamers! One and all! Welcome to the one, the onlyyy..." Faint tapping, as if on a desk "Doomsday Radio! The only radio station still available, even in the zombie apocalypse! A big thank you to our resident magical girl for making this all possible!" Quietly, as if from another room, "I WILL STRANGLE YOU!" The host only laughs, "Well, now, onto the current news! According to our sources, Fox Alley is open for trading once more! Now with noticably less zombies! Great news for all of us here in New York. If you're from around here, you know where to find it. If not ask one of our lovelyyy locals and I'm sure we'll be able to help. Onto other news, alllll the way from the West Coast, in the remains of Santa Monica, we hear that New Beach is starting a fish and clothing trading center! Good location too, the guns over there are pretty chill, I believe. Onto other news..." The voice fades out. 

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This is a collab world of magical girls, zombie apocalypses and giant monsters! Remember to have fun, make friends, and, most importantly, don't die!

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