iCarly rp
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You wake up in the morning you’re not in your bed. Not in your room. You’re not even sure if you’re in your house. You look around the room & you see over you the best sight you could possibly imagine to ever see in your life.Carly Shay
Not a poster, but the actual girl, Carly herself. The rest of the gang slowly piles into the room, smiling at you as though you were a confused child, separated from its mother.
“Hi. I’m Carly Shay.”
Offical RP
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Laila dodged this one, “Stop wasting bones! I don’t live in Kansas anyway….” Laila looked around, “Freddie, can you tell me? Miss Butter Lover doesn’t want to tell me where we are.”
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Freddie
was too distracted, staring into the eyes of the vocaloid in front of him.
Sam
threw another bone “We’re in Carly’s apartment.”
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“Right…well, this is really ne-!!” He jumped a bit as he got hit with the chicken bone, glaring a bit at sam before continuing on talking to Freddie. “…There’s definitely a lot I need to get used to…Does your friend normally do that?”
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Laila looked at the boys and cooed at them, “Aww, so cute. Â And finally! How’d I get here.” Finally Laila got up and stretched, “I wanna go for a run, you coming?”
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Sam
laughed “Two nerds in love. I want to get more chicken. I’m all out. I’ll go get chicken with you.”
Freddie
blushed “I-I am not in love with Kaito!” he shouted, face burning red.
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Laila grinned in the two male’s direction, already starting to jog in place, “Of course not, you’re just staring deeply into his eyes with an emotion that is, hold on a second, love~” Laila teased before sprinting out the room, “Let’s get some chicken and leave the love birds alone,” Laila giggled.
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Sam grinned “Chicken!” she said, jogging out the door with the bucket of bones.
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Laila grinned, “Either throw out those bones or give it to some dogs, I don’t want anyone complaining about some girl throwing chicken bones at them while I’m with you.” Laila jogged backwards skillfully.
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Kaito just shrugged off the remarks about love. He was shipped with so many people in his line of work, it didn’t really matter to him. At least the other two were having their fun with chicken. “So, what are we to do now that everything’s done with?”
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Sam
proceeded to throw chicken bones at her.
Freddie
was still burning red “Uhh I guess we should go get you more clothes…?”
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“Huh?” He looked down to his attire. Why did he need more clothes? He wasn’t doing any special production. And he can’t really stain his attire too well, what was the point? “…Why?”
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Arthur randomly burst into the room. “Hey, have you seen my guitar pick anywhere-?” He asked in a panic. He had lost his pick (again) and the whole pack of replacements. Geez, when will he stop losing his stuff? He’s already lost his mind.
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“!!” Â He couldn’t help but jump a bit, turning to look towards the source of the noise. Huh, someone yelling about guitar picks. too bad Kaito couldn’t be a help with that. “Ah…no sorry…Haven’t seen anything here. Where did you have it last?”
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Arthur sighed and apologized, “Sorry about that, mate. It’s alright. I guess I’ll buy a new pack then…” He looked curiously at the blue-haired fella. “Say, where are you from? You don’t look… nevermind.” He then surveyed the rest of the room. A girl throwing chicken bones, a girl getting thrown chicken bones at, another guy, and a few others. “A lively bunch you’ve got here,” he remarked, slightly amused. He readjusted the guitar he was carrying.