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fandomhighdorms2011-06-03 08:47 pm
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1st Floor Rec Room, Friday Night - iCarly Webcast!
Instead of the roof, this time Sam and Freddie had set up shop in the first floor rec room. Freddie had even set up a green screen for extra wackiness, along with all of his technical equipment so that they could both sync with Carly in Seattle and broadcast out across the web.
"Okay," Freddie said, pressing a few keys on his laptop. "We should be good to go in just a few minutes. You ready there in Seattle?"
"Freddie, which way do I point this camera?" Spencer said through the live feed from the West Coast. Freddie looked at the feed and saw a close-up of Spencer's mouth.
"The other way," he said, flatly.
[ooc:OCD coming. Open! Mainly for the co-host, but if anyone wants to walk in on the broadcast, they're welcome!]
"Okay," Freddie said, pressing a few keys on his laptop. "We should be good to go in just a few minutes. You ready there in Seattle?"
"Freddie, which way do I point this camera?" Spencer said through the live feed from the West Coast. Freddie looked at the feed and saw a close-up of Spencer's mouth.
"The other way," he said, flatly.
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Mostly. Unless it was one of those tiny little phone things.
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"Shush!" Carly said over in Seattle. "See, this is why I need Freddie."
"...I could get used to hearing that," Freddie remarked.
"Shush too!" Carly said.
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iCarly!
The Opening!
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"And I rode an elephant today!" said Sam.
"And this is iCarly!"
Cue the canned applause and flailing of arms.
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"We're broadcasting to you live --" that was Carly.
"-- Via those nifty intarwebs --" and that was Sam.
"-- from scenic Seattle --"
"-- and a futuristic, dystopian Japan!"
Carly blinked. "Wow. What makes it dystopian."
Sam shrugged. "I think it's 'cause it rains a lot."
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Another Pathetic Play...
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The shot cut back to Carly and Sam, Carly now wearing a ridiculous hobo outfit complete with a bindle on a stick, and Sam was wearing a black cape, fangs, and a very large prosthetic nose.
"My!" said Carly the Hobo. "That grapefruit on your face there looks like it could sure use some pepper!"
"Zat iz not a grapefrrrrruit," said Sam, in a horrible accent. "It iz my noze. And novun puts pepper on a grapefrrrrruit."
"Well, they sure as heck oughter!" said Carly. She held up a pepper grinder and made a show of grinding some out. Spencer flung a handful of glitter into the air to symbolize the pepper, and Sam snuck some into her shot, too for continuity.
There was a pause.
"Vat?" Sam said finally. "I vont sneeeeeze. Vampires don't breathe."
And the CGI curtains closed again.
"This has been another iCarly Pathetic Play! Tune in next week for The Trucker With a Heart of Gold, and the Yukon Pioneersman Who Tried to Mine That Gold to Make His Fortune!"
And Now for a Game We Call...
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As you do.
When he apparently stumbled into a webcast. With a lot of arm flailing.
"Oh, this can't be good."
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"Sam," Carly said, a little warily. "Be nice."
Sam stuck her tongue out at the screen on which Carly appeared. "I'm always nice."
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A Word From Our Spencer
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"Gazebo," Spencer said, before pulling the string that made that hands on his hat clap twice.
And Now, Please Enjoy this Picture of...
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Closing Bit!
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Sam pouted. You could host a party on that pouty lower lip. "And we were just starting to really have fun."
"But before we go, how's about one final cheer for our very special guest stars, Topher and Jack?"
There was much canned cheering and wildly flashing words of cheer upon the screen. Sam looked around.
"Did they flee in terror?"
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I just don't want to disrupt the beautiful OCD, so which thread should that go in? :D
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