I only own Caz, KIR, and Caz's computer. All other characters belong to the
almighty lord Jhonen Vasquez. Note: Caz is my character. Any likeness to
her is by chance! Same with KIR. Now, let's get on with the show-fic-
thingie!!
June 10th
I sit here in the back of my Voot Runner, trying to think of something to do to prepare myself for the long-awaited mission. I still can easily call back the day I was picked for my Top-Secret mission.
//FLASHBACK WARNING! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!// I had just gotten word of Operation Impending Doom III. Although I could hardly understand why, only 2 years after OID2, I still flew all the way to Convertia to be given my planet. I didn't hear my name called, which I found strange at the time. I begged to the Tallest. After coaxing them, the decided to send me to this 'Earth' place. They told me that another Irken was there, by the name of Zim. They gave me KIR (She still doesn't know what the K stands for..) and I was off!//End flashback.thank god.//
But that was then. I must now make plans to conquer this puny planet and rule all!!!!
Caz suddenly heard a soft beeping sound. Casting aside her diary, she ran to her computer. "What is it?" She demanded.
Caz stood a short 5 feet 2 inches. Her pale olive skin clashed with her brilliant orange eyes. Her outfit was a series of intersecting lines, made to look like triangles. It was orange and purple.
The computer stated "Entering Earths atmosphere, Cazindria." Caz smiled. "Finally! Thank you computer. And, by the way, it's Caz." "Yes, Cazindria" Caz sighed and smiled slightly. She turned around and shouter "KIR! GET YOUR LITTLE METAL BUTT OVER HERE!" Faster than the speed of light (which surprisingly didn't melt her) KIR appeared. Her eyes were flashing red. "Reporting for duty, Master." KIR said, saluting. She almost automatically went to her normal state. "Whadda want?!" A squeaky voice asked, violet eyes flashing.
Caz smiled and said, "Prepare for landing on Earth!"
To Be Continued..
So, how was it? Did it suck? Tell me! Was it good? Please tell me! REVIEW OR I WILL EXPLODE! That happens to me sometimes ^-^. Next chapter: Zim and Caz meet! (I know, clique.)
June 10th
I sit here in the back of my Voot Runner, trying to think of something to do to prepare myself for the long-awaited mission. I still can easily call back the day I was picked for my Top-Secret mission.
//FLASHBACK WARNING! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!// I had just gotten word of Operation Impending Doom III. Although I could hardly understand why, only 2 years after OID2, I still flew all the way to Convertia to be given my planet. I didn't hear my name called, which I found strange at the time. I begged to the Tallest. After coaxing them, the decided to send me to this 'Earth' place. They told me that another Irken was there, by the name of Zim. They gave me KIR (She still doesn't know what the K stands for..) and I was off!//End flashback.thank god.//
But that was then. I must now make plans to conquer this puny planet and rule all!!!!
Caz suddenly heard a soft beeping sound. Casting aside her diary, she ran to her computer. "What is it?" She demanded.
Caz stood a short 5 feet 2 inches. Her pale olive skin clashed with her brilliant orange eyes. Her outfit was a series of intersecting lines, made to look like triangles. It was orange and purple.
The computer stated "Entering Earths atmosphere, Cazindria." Caz smiled. "Finally! Thank you computer. And, by the way, it's Caz." "Yes, Cazindria" Caz sighed and smiled slightly. She turned around and shouter "KIR! GET YOUR LITTLE METAL BUTT OVER HERE!" Faster than the speed of light (which surprisingly didn't melt her) KIR appeared. Her eyes were flashing red. "Reporting for duty, Master." KIR said, saluting. She almost automatically went to her normal state. "Whadda want?!" A squeaky voice asked, violet eyes flashing.
Caz smiled and said, "Prepare for landing on Earth!"
To Be Continued..
So, how was it? Did it suck? Tell me! Was it good? Please tell me! REVIEW OR I WILL EXPLODE! That happens to me sometimes ^-^. Next chapter: Zim and Caz meet! (I know, clique.)
