Well- not so sure about that. We’re all just confused here.
WARNING: IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE THE ILLUSION, DON’T WATCH. YOU SEE MY FACE, BUT I GUESS YOU SEE THAT FROM THE THUMBNAIL. OOPS.
AT LEAST MY VOICE WILL BE A SURPRISE.
OOC, BTW. (Personal Blog HERE)
If you choose to not watch the video, then here is everything in a nutshell.
Thank you all for supporting us, literally hundreds of you following, interacting, and even defending us.
It means the world to all of us RP’ers. We’re so thankful for all of you. This journey has been incredible- but it doesn’t have to end! AH HA.
This is where you all decide. Would you like this group to continue on to fill the void that may be in your hearts? Or would you like us to branch off and do the whole Sam/Cat & Gibby.
(Personally, I’m not a huge fan of the latter, but that’s just because I’m so attached to everyone- sue me.)
Either way, we’ll be here for you, because. Ohana means family- and family means that no one will be left behind. Except when Sam is riding her motorcycle (exercise bike?) lolol
Love you all from the bottom of our hearts <3
-ooc Behind Sam.
I took your suggestions (thank you for them) and here is part of what I’ve come up with so far!
Freddie was in one of those moods. The type of mood where nothing seemed okay, and nothing anyone did worked in cheering him up. He wasn’t sure why he felt like this- but he knew that he wanted to be alone. At least, for a little while. Freddie made his way to the fire escape, and checked the hallway to make sure that he was alone. Propping the window open with a loose brick, he then sat down on one of the four lawn chairs that had been placed there. Usually, this place was used to star gaze by the iCarly cast- but that was long over. Everyone had pretty much gone their separate ways.
Carly had left to go to college in California, something about majoring in performing arts- and Freddie was genuinely happy for her. The idea of her leaving used to haunt him, but as time passed he realized that his “infatuation” with her dwindled. Sure, she was still attractive and nice, but he wasn’t obsessed with her. He loved her, but as a friend and only that.
Gibby had picked up a radio show where he interviewed people of all ages. It was the type of show where people came on to just have fun. One day it’d feature a recording artist, and the next it’d just be a 5 year old from down the street. Everyone loved his sense of humor; one that Freddie never understood.
Sam had decided on taking some culinary classes, and she was also taking gen-ed classes at the local college. Everyone expected her to drop out of school at some point, but Freddie knew that she was capable of doing whatever she wanted. Sam had a certain type of determination that couldn’t be hindered once she decided on what she wanted.
Now everyone was surprised to find out that Freddie of all people decided to go to community college. He remembered when everyone assumed that he’d go work for NASA, or attend an ivy league- but that all changed when his mother suffered a catastrophic breakdown. It was so sudden, and exponentially larger than her usual fits. He realized that she really was mentally and emotionally unstable. So he urged her to quit her job, while he picked up whatever work he could- and he stayed close to home so that he could look after her.
Without a father figure- Freddie realized that it was up to him to hold his household together. He was too nice of a guy, and left his dreams and aspirations to help his mother live day by day.
Leaning back in his chair, he reflected over his life and how much of it had changed. There was no stability. His mother was obsessive compulsive, and his father- well his father wasn’t really there for him. His relationships always fizzled, whether they were just platonic and they fared worse when it was more.