Invader Zim Movie 3: Doom Doom Revolutionary Invader Zim
Written by Lord Timothy Also by Dither
Scene 1
Fade In - Opening Credits Roll - Title: Doom Doom Revolutionary Invader Zim
Scene opens outside window of classroom. Camera slowly pushes through window and we see Ms. Bitters slapping the chalkboard with a pointer. There is a crude human sketch and some hideously drawn organs
Ms. Bitters is lecturing on genetic mutations and cancer. The class is staring forward, totally silent, a few passed out on the floor, except for Dib, who looks skeptical, and Zim, who looks intrigued
Ms. Bitters: And so, the cells are DOOMED to continue creating DOOMED copies of themselves, with the same DOOMED flaws, until the entire organism becomes a hideous mass of malformed tissue, the organs merge, and finally explode. Brief pause Any questions?
Dib: Me! OOO! Me!
Camera cuts to the air just above Dib's head. There are disgustingly contorted roses in each of the four corners of the screen, turning. They are pale flesh-colored. We see his pointy hair, and his hand go up. Slow pan down to focus on his face
Camera cuts to Ms. Bitters' hands tightening her grip on the pointer
Ms. Bitters: Yes... Twitchy eye ...Dib?
Angle changes to sort of upward view of Dib so classmates can be seen behind him
Dib: What do rollerblading penguins with chainsaws and hockey masks have to do with DNA replication?
At the mention of the penguins, we can see a few students fall out of their desks
Ms. Bitters: Raised eyebrow That was an analogy.
Dib: But I don't see how that could work...
Zim raises his hand also. As Zim begins talking, the camera pans up his desk starting at the floor and stopping at his face. Hideous, sickly-green, alien-looking roses spin in each corner
Zim: Speaking out without waiting to be called on So if what you're saying is true, then earthanoids are also completely defenseless to these mutations?
Ms. Bitters: Turning towards Zim with a whip-cracking sound Not entirely. The human body takes precautions to reduce the likelihood.
Zim: Standing up and shaking his squeeze-y fist CURSE YOU~! Another INGENIOUS plan ... ruined!
Class is suddenly staring at Zim
Zim: Clearing his throat Ahem ... yes ... a plan to make the body more - er - LESS susceptible to such mutations.
Zim sits down
Camera changes to different view of Zim, so the first row of seats and Dib are visible
Dib turns towards Zim
Dib: Holding up a pad and pencil How about you, Zim? Doesn't your mighty alien DNA have any flaws or weaknesses?
Zim: Well, there is a single bond in the hel- Stopping himself ... I mean ... FLAWS? I have the same ... er ... flaws as any other NORMAL human ... er ... child.
The bell rings. A shower of rose petals falls over the class from the ceiling
Ms. Bitters looks up and points to the door with her pointer, spearing a number of falling roses
There is a general cheer and a mad dash for the door
Pan up and fade out
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Scene changes to outside Zim's house
Fade in and pan down. Funky geometrically-shaped violet roses spin in each corner
Pan stops at ground, then zooms in, and pushes through window, into living room
There is an ominous-looking box in the middle of the room. GIR is sitting on the couch with a Suck-munky, watching TV
There is a slam at the front door, and Zim walks past the camera. GIR turns to look at Zim
Camera pans down GIR's face, and baby-blue piggies spin in each corner of the screen
GIR: GIR grabs a spinning pig, as if it were real, and waves it in the air - the others disappear I got a PIGGY!
Zim: Ignoring GIR waving the pig GIR, what is that box?
GIR: Wait ... I think it's a ... Nasal grunt ... TURKEY!
Zim: Hmm... Stroking chin in proper villain fashion This could be something useful...
GIR: Eyes bugging out NO~rp! Throwing drink into the wall Wait! It's the new GAM~EEE!
Zim: Sounding out the word G-a-m-e?
GIR leaps on the box and rips it open. He dives in and bits of styrofoam fly everywhere
GIR: From inside the box IT'S THE GAME! WOOHOO!
GIR leaps out holding a gamepad, a jewel case, and a small box
Motion slows down, and with cute pink roses and yellow-and-pink bubbles in the background, we see the entire game console stretched out and looking voluptuous
Motion returns to normal speed
Zim: Raised eyebrow What IS that?
GIR faces Zim, looking spooky. His eyes unfocused and drift off to the sides of his head. Behind him, the commercial for the game console comes on as GIR speaks, and he sounds all spooky and hollow and stereo-sounding
GIR: It's the latest in gaming TECHNOLOGY, the finest of its kind. With TH~IS game, you can CLAIM the power to bring REVOLUTION to the WORLD! Drawing out the suspense Introducing ... DOOM DOOM REVOLUTION!
Zim: Turning his head to the side slightly Revolution? The World?
T.V.: The power can be YOURS! Game comes with beginner DOOMPAD. Advanced STOMP PADS and game UP~GRADES are only available in ENDS OF THE WORLD game outlets.
Zim: Stroking his chin in thoughtful evil, and giving the ole' shifty eyes a go Hmm, I must gain this power. This power to... Striking a pose with an explosion of rose petals behind him 'REVOLUTIONIZE THE WORLD!' Comes out of the pose with a dramatic whip-cracking It may be the key to controlling this Spitting the words PITIFUL PLANET. With a whoosh-y turn to GIR GIR!
GIR: Chewing on his own foot Oh love~ly toesies...
Zim: GIR! Stop chewy! We must OBTAIN the power to REVOLUTIONIZE THE WORLD!
GIR: Tearing his leg off and saluting with it OKAY!
Motion slows down again. GIR throws the CD case in the air, leaning backward. He tosses his severed leg up in the air, hitting the case open. He catches the CD as it falls and in one graceful sweep, throws it into a CD slot on the TV
Motion resumes at normal speed; GIR catches the jewel case in his mouth and chews it violently. His leg falls and hits him on the head, and he hands the DOOMPAD to Zim
Zim: What is THIS hideous thing for?
GIR: You push the BUTTONS! URP!
Zim: Pressing a button suspiciously Hmm...
The TV goes completely black, then music starts to play. A booming voice is produced
Game: WELCOME TO DOOM DOOM REVOLUTION! To begin a NEW game, select the NEW game OPTION.
Zim: Hmm ... seems simple enough... Presses a button
Game: No-no! Press the NEW game OPTION!
Zim: I DID! RR~! Stupid GAME!
The screen displays a picture of the gamepad and points to the "START" button
Zim: But that button says "START".
Game screen changes to display "PUSH IT ANYWAY!"
Zim pushes the button
Game: Welcome to DOOM DOOM REVOLUTION. Where the power to revolutionize the World can be yours! Just put on the Special Doom Rose Seal to receive a unique player ID, and you'll be ready to duel!
Zim: Putting on ring Special Doom Rose Seal? A simple metal band contains the power to control the masses? What is this hideous rose-shaped ... OH! It's a ROSE!
Immediately upon putting the ring on, silly music starts playing
Game: REGISTER GAME NOW! CREATING PERSONAL PROFILE ... NOW!
Zim: NAME? ... I AM ZIM! AGE? ... OLD! FEATURES? ... Birthday ... Hat size ... Hamster ... FINISHED!
Game: DATA UPLINK ... COMPLETE! REGISTERING ACCOUNT ... COMPLETE! Now, prepare for DOOM!!!
Screen changes to display some complex directional symbols
Game: Press the buttons as they correspond with the slot at the top of the screen. The better your timing, and more accurate you are, the higher score you get.
Zim: Eh? Say that again?
Game: HOOWAH! GET READY... GO!
Zim: WAIT! I DON'T GET IT! Pressing buttons frantically HUH? What? Huh? NO~! Huh? Why'd it- NEARGH!
Game: GAME OVER!!! Please try ... AGAIN!
Zim: This is so STUPID! Just GIVE Zim the revolution!
Game: GAME OVER!!! Please try ... AGAIN!
Zim: RR~! Revolution, give me REVOLUTION! In a self-mocking tone Rebo- wushun, gib me WEBBO-WUSHUNN!
Zim mashes buttons and get more Game Over's
Fade out
End of Scene 1
A/N:
Lord Timothy: We've both put most of our work on hiatus, what with Dither getting an actual JOB, and me with the ominous RL (Real Life) imposing on me, and we noticed the overwhelming flow of crapfics in the Zim section. Don't be too surprised if the current trends of 'Nick-dooming' and 'pointless self-insertion' continue for a period of no less than the rest of eternity...
Thank you's and Kudos out to everyone who reads and reviews, this one's for you. I like Kudos ... I think? KUPO?
"TURNIP?"
Dither: Well, here we are. An Utena/ DDR/ Video Games in General parody ... it's just neat. And wait 'til you see what we're gonna do with the Almighty Tallest! Definitely helps if you've seen Utena before, otherwise, it's just a ... well ... regardless, this story is going to set new standards. (which other fics won't follow, but we'll still set them)
"Let me show you the Ends of the World!"
Shifts car into higher gear, throws shirt open, leaps onto the front of the car
Rhythmic chant "Touga! Touga! Touga! Touga!"
Anyone for a cold shower?
Written by Lord Timothy Also by Dither
Scene 1
Fade In - Opening Credits Roll - Title: Doom Doom Revolutionary Invader Zim
Scene opens outside window of classroom. Camera slowly pushes through window and we see Ms. Bitters slapping the chalkboard with a pointer. There is a crude human sketch and some hideously drawn organs
Ms. Bitters is lecturing on genetic mutations and cancer. The class is staring forward, totally silent, a few passed out on the floor, except for Dib, who looks skeptical, and Zim, who looks intrigued
Ms. Bitters: And so, the cells are DOOMED to continue creating DOOMED copies of themselves, with the same DOOMED flaws, until the entire organism becomes a hideous mass of malformed tissue, the organs merge, and finally explode. Brief pause Any questions?
Dib: Me! OOO! Me!
Camera cuts to the air just above Dib's head. There are disgustingly contorted roses in each of the four corners of the screen, turning. They are pale flesh-colored. We see his pointy hair, and his hand go up. Slow pan down to focus on his face
Camera cuts to Ms. Bitters' hands tightening her grip on the pointer
Ms. Bitters: Yes... Twitchy eye ...Dib?
Angle changes to sort of upward view of Dib so classmates can be seen behind him
Dib: What do rollerblading penguins with chainsaws and hockey masks have to do with DNA replication?
At the mention of the penguins, we can see a few students fall out of their desks
Ms. Bitters: Raised eyebrow That was an analogy.
Dib: But I don't see how that could work...
Zim raises his hand also. As Zim begins talking, the camera pans up his desk starting at the floor and stopping at his face. Hideous, sickly-green, alien-looking roses spin in each corner
Zim: Speaking out without waiting to be called on So if what you're saying is true, then earthanoids are also completely defenseless to these mutations?
Ms. Bitters: Turning towards Zim with a whip-cracking sound Not entirely. The human body takes precautions to reduce the likelihood.
Zim: Standing up and shaking his squeeze-y fist CURSE YOU~! Another INGENIOUS plan ... ruined!
Class is suddenly staring at Zim
Zim: Clearing his throat Ahem ... yes ... a plan to make the body more - er - LESS susceptible to such mutations.
Zim sits down
Camera changes to different view of Zim, so the first row of seats and Dib are visible
Dib turns towards Zim
Dib: Holding up a pad and pencil How about you, Zim? Doesn't your mighty alien DNA have any flaws or weaknesses?
Zim: Well, there is a single bond in the hel- Stopping himself ... I mean ... FLAWS? I have the same ... er ... flaws as any other NORMAL human ... er ... child.
The bell rings. A shower of rose petals falls over the class from the ceiling
Ms. Bitters looks up and points to the door with her pointer, spearing a number of falling roses
There is a general cheer and a mad dash for the door
Pan up and fade out
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Scene changes to outside Zim's house
Fade in and pan down. Funky geometrically-shaped violet roses spin in each corner
Pan stops at ground, then zooms in, and pushes through window, into living room
There is an ominous-looking box in the middle of the room. GIR is sitting on the couch with a Suck-munky, watching TV
There is a slam at the front door, and Zim walks past the camera. GIR turns to look at Zim
Camera pans down GIR's face, and baby-blue piggies spin in each corner of the screen
GIR: GIR grabs a spinning pig, as if it were real, and waves it in the air - the others disappear I got a PIGGY!
Zim: Ignoring GIR waving the pig GIR, what is that box?
GIR: Wait ... I think it's a ... Nasal grunt ... TURKEY!
Zim: Hmm... Stroking chin in proper villain fashion This could be something useful...
GIR: Eyes bugging out NO~rp! Throwing drink into the wall Wait! It's the new GAM~EEE!
Zim: Sounding out the word G-a-m-e?
GIR leaps on the box and rips it open. He dives in and bits of styrofoam fly everywhere
GIR: From inside the box IT'S THE GAME! WOOHOO!
GIR leaps out holding a gamepad, a jewel case, and a small box
Motion slows down, and with cute pink roses and yellow-and-pink bubbles in the background, we see the entire game console stretched out and looking voluptuous
Motion returns to normal speed
Zim: Raised eyebrow What IS that?
GIR faces Zim, looking spooky. His eyes unfocused and drift off to the sides of his head. Behind him, the commercial for the game console comes on as GIR speaks, and he sounds all spooky and hollow and stereo-sounding
GIR: It's the latest in gaming TECHNOLOGY, the finest of its kind. With TH~IS game, you can CLAIM the power to bring REVOLUTION to the WORLD! Drawing out the suspense Introducing ... DOOM DOOM REVOLUTION!
Zim: Turning his head to the side slightly Revolution? The World?
T.V.: The power can be YOURS! Game comes with beginner DOOMPAD. Advanced STOMP PADS and game UP~GRADES are only available in ENDS OF THE WORLD game outlets.
Zim: Stroking his chin in thoughtful evil, and giving the ole' shifty eyes a go Hmm, I must gain this power. This power to... Striking a pose with an explosion of rose petals behind him 'REVOLUTIONIZE THE WORLD!' Comes out of the pose with a dramatic whip-cracking It may be the key to controlling this Spitting the words PITIFUL PLANET. With a whoosh-y turn to GIR GIR!
GIR: Chewing on his own foot Oh love~ly toesies...
Zim: GIR! Stop chewy! We must OBTAIN the power to REVOLUTIONIZE THE WORLD!
GIR: Tearing his leg off and saluting with it OKAY!
Motion slows down again. GIR throws the CD case in the air, leaning backward. He tosses his severed leg up in the air, hitting the case open. He catches the CD as it falls and in one graceful sweep, throws it into a CD slot on the TV
Motion resumes at normal speed; GIR catches the jewel case in his mouth and chews it violently. His leg falls and hits him on the head, and he hands the DOOMPAD to Zim
Zim: What is THIS hideous thing for?
GIR: You push the BUTTONS! URP!
Zim: Pressing a button suspiciously Hmm...
The TV goes completely black, then music starts to play. A booming voice is produced
Game: WELCOME TO DOOM DOOM REVOLUTION! To begin a NEW game, select the NEW game OPTION.
Zim: Hmm ... seems simple enough... Presses a button
Game: No-no! Press the NEW game OPTION!
Zim: I DID! RR~! Stupid GAME!
The screen displays a picture of the gamepad and points to the "START" button
Zim: But that button says "START".
Game screen changes to display "PUSH IT ANYWAY!"
Zim pushes the button
Game: Welcome to DOOM DOOM REVOLUTION. Where the power to revolutionize the World can be yours! Just put on the Special Doom Rose Seal to receive a unique player ID, and you'll be ready to duel!
Zim: Putting on ring Special Doom Rose Seal? A simple metal band contains the power to control the masses? What is this hideous rose-shaped ... OH! It's a ROSE!
Immediately upon putting the ring on, silly music starts playing
Game: REGISTER GAME NOW! CREATING PERSONAL PROFILE ... NOW!
Zim: NAME? ... I AM ZIM! AGE? ... OLD! FEATURES? ... Birthday ... Hat size ... Hamster ... FINISHED!
Game: DATA UPLINK ... COMPLETE! REGISTERING ACCOUNT ... COMPLETE! Now, prepare for DOOM!!!
Screen changes to display some complex directional symbols
Game: Press the buttons as they correspond with the slot at the top of the screen. The better your timing, and more accurate you are, the higher score you get.
Zim: Eh? Say that again?
Game: HOOWAH! GET READY... GO!
Zim: WAIT! I DON'T GET IT! Pressing buttons frantically HUH? What? Huh? NO~! Huh? Why'd it- NEARGH!
Game: GAME OVER!!! Please try ... AGAIN!
Zim: This is so STUPID! Just GIVE Zim the revolution!
Game: GAME OVER!!! Please try ... AGAIN!
Zim: RR~! Revolution, give me REVOLUTION! In a self-mocking tone Rebo- wushun, gib me WEBBO-WUSHUNN!
Zim mashes buttons and get more Game Over's
Fade out
End of Scene 1
A/N:
Lord Timothy: We've both put most of our work on hiatus, what with Dither getting an actual JOB, and me with the ominous RL (Real Life) imposing on me, and we noticed the overwhelming flow of crapfics in the Zim section. Don't be too surprised if the current trends of 'Nick-dooming' and 'pointless self-insertion' continue for a period of no less than the rest of eternity...
Thank you's and Kudos out to everyone who reads and reviews, this one's for you. I like Kudos ... I think? KUPO?
"TURNIP?"
Dither: Well, here we are. An Utena/ DDR/ Video Games in General parody ... it's just neat. And wait 'til you see what we're gonna do with the Almighty Tallest! Definitely helps if you've seen Utena before, otherwise, it's just a ... well ... regardless, this story is going to set new standards. (which other fics won't follow, but we'll still set them)
"Let me show you the Ends of the World!"
Shifts car into higher gear, throws shirt open, leaps onto the front of the car
Rhythmic chant "Touga! Touga! Touga! Touga!"
Anyone for a cold shower?