First floor rec room, Friday evening -- iCarly broadcast!

[hurtingzeebo]

Sam . . . was not so much looking forward to tonight's broadcast. Why?

Well, Carly was in Yakima, tonight. Which meant Freddie was cohosting. With sketches he wrote.

Sam double checked that Baggles, the trashbag filled with yogurt with a face drawn on it, was in place on a swivel chair, ready to fill in if need be.

She had a feeling she would definitely be needing him.

[ooc: OCD is up, and the post is open! Those who wander into the proper threads may well be recruited to do something involving food in semi-solid states!]

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Re: The broadcast - The opening bit

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

"Which is why you get me, Freddie, your favorite techie, now gracing your internet screens!"

He held out his arms, bathing in his imagined applause from the internet.

Re: The broadcast - The opening bit

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

And then the camera was turned around to show Jack's face.

"And I'm on camera."

He looked back and forth in a panicky fashion.

"I'm here against my will!" he hissed into the camera. "Somebody! Save me!"

And then he quickly turned the camera back on Freddie and Sam. Actually he turned it back on their feet. It might be there for another moment or two.

Re: The broadcast - The opening bit

[hurtingzeebo]

Sam smirked quietly for a long moment.

Not that anybody could tell.

"Yep, we've got a real crack team for you on iCarly this week. So make sure you stay tuned and watch what happens."

Re: The broadcast - The opening bit

[randomspanish.livejournal.com]

"It's going to be fun like a finding the cosine of an obtuse triangle!" Freddie said, way too eagerly.

Re: The broadcast - The opening bit

[hurtingzeebo]

"Whatever that means," Sam said, leaning down -- way, way down -- to look into the camera again. "First up on iCarly tonight, does Jack have a shoe fetish?"

Re: The broadcast - The opening bit

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

And that would be Jack fumbling with the camera so it was showing the two teenagers instead of their feet.

"Sorry!"