hurtingzeebo: (I keep Freddie quiet)
It's not a bandwagon if it's not for an individual character, nyeah!

She’s Sam ([livejournal.com profile] hurtingzeebo) and he’s Freddie ([livejournal.com profile] randomspanish), and they are iCarly! . . . ‘s fandom contingent!

Let’s review, shall we?

What is iCarly? )

iCarly in Fandom )

So, how do you get involved then? Simple! You can either sign up here, contact me ([livejournal.com profile] hurtingzeebo) or Freddie-mun ([livejournal.com profile] randomspanish) via your method of choice, or just wander into a broadcast post.

We would also love to find something similar to the Student Council Debates to host.

Questions? Comments? Bad puns?
hurtingzeebo: (I love this video)
When Sam got back from her still being played out adventures in petty vandalism, she planned on kicking back with some leftover mammoth and enjoying some of the weirder videos people submitted to the iCarly website.

Seriously, she couldn't believe some of the stuff people wanted to put online. Sure, it didn't beat out running megafauna off a cliff, but then, few things did.

When Carly messaged to v-chat, well, that was just frosting on Sam's cupcake-y day.

Cut for v-chat home )

After that, things mostly devolved into bouncing around squealing. Over v-chat. With a giant rib bone.

[ooc: door is closed, post is open, and squeals of joy are likely audible up and down the hall. HM's agent gently modded with permission.]
hurtingzeebo: (I'm sad at the ceiling)
"Sam, come on, hurry up. We go on the air, soon!" fussed Carly from the screen of Sam's laptop.

"I know, I know, just gimme a sec, it's gotta be here somewhere!" Sam continued to fuss with Freddie's iCarly equipment, in search of the gremlin bite video. This was the perfect opportunity to get rid of it, without Freddie around to stop her --

"Where's Freddie?" asked Carly. "Shouldn't he be here by now?"

"Yeah, he got eaten by a locker or something."

Carly blinked. "I can never tell if you're kidding any more."

"Neither can I." Sam tapped a few more keys. Then Freddie's rig whited out. "Oh chiz. Oh chiz oh chiz oh chiz oh chiz -- Carly? Carly, you still there?"

She wasn't. Sam had somehow broken the video feed connection. And without Freddie around, she had no idea how to fix it. She shook her fist at the sky. "Benson!"

Carly would just have to do iCarly on her own, tonight.

[ooc: Establishy. This WOULD have been the iCarly broadcast, but, uh . . . I fell asleep. Next week!]
hurtingzeebo: (I love my sack)
So it took me far too long to get around to doing this but. So, Sam ([livejournal.com profile] hurtingzeebo) and Freddie ([livejournal.com profile] randomspanish) are internet stars, from the hit teenie-bopper web comedy sketch show iCarly! And they'd love to help your character become one, too!

Okay, so Sam wants to do so via public humiliation. That's just how she rolls.

What is iCarly? A (very) basic run down )

iCarly in Fandom )

So, how do you get involved then? Simple! You can either sign up here, contact me ([livejournal.com profile] hurtingzeebo) or Freddie-mun ([livejournal.com profile] randomspanish) via your method of choice, or just find a fun spot in a broadcast post to wander into.

Questions? Comments? Bad puns?

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