I DO NOT OWN INVADER ZIM
Gir: what if ya did?
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DO NOT QUESTION ME!
Gaz: "all is a riddle... and a key to a riddle is another riddle" words spoken by none other than Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Tak: François de la Roche Foucauld once said "the defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body. After all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still there will be a scar left behind."
"Let me ask you one last thing...it won't hurt I promise."
Liar... it did hurt... it did.
"I don't need you... I don't need your approval... I need you to be strong... strong enough to do the one thing you've never done in your life..."
I am strong! What haven't I done? Am I not the greatest one on irk? I tower over all! Tell me! Tell me what I can't do!
What is it?
"Can you be strong enough to allow yourself to be...can you just be human?"
What?
"if not for your sake, for all of us, if you would just allow yourself to feel...something...maybe you wouldn't be a machine any longer..."
The violet irken then opened his eyes in shock, snapping completely awake from his daydream... where was he?
Oh that's right... he and his counterpart were in a meeting... Vort apparently has gone into rebellion.
"They have built a shield, nothing can penetrate it, that's our disadvantage, and their disadvantage is... they can't leave...nothing can go in, nothing can get out..." explained a small irken.
"Arloi. What do we do? Blockade?" asked another irken.
"No they have advanced technology, they have their own food generators, so basically, we can wait a thousand years and they won't perish..." said Arloi rather annoyed. He was basically a standard small irken with usual reddish pink eyes, only he was an engineer. A scientist.
"Great...so we're stuck above them until one of us either penetrates that shield or until something explodes." sighed a crimson irken. He was tall...very tall, and very thin.
"To put it simply...yes." replied Arloi shrugging flicking his antennae.
The crimson irken scoffed, one of his antennae twitching with annoyance.
"this rebellion must be stopped...we cannot have others imitating this cause..." said a deep robotic voice. It looked like a huge blob with machinery stuck to it, and alarming glowing red eyes or panels on it...it looked soft and horrifying at the same time.
"Tallest, I recommend you continue impending doom two. We need to show these creatures that we do not stop for anything." it said.
"Very well, but we will keep watch over Vort's activities, and the discipline on our enslaved races shall be a little more...strict." said the crimson irken, his two long fingers tapping together.
He had armor on, red and black armor that seemed to shine, and a very large PAK attached to him, white and black.
"Very well Red...just make sure that these creatures do not create a war. The last thing we need is another rebellion." said the blob.
"Another rebellion?" asked the other irken.
"It is nothing you need to worry about! Now leave, this meeting is over. Just find a solution to this problem before anything else happens." said the blob harshly.
"Purple, come on, we're going back to the main chamber." said the crimson one rather annoyed. The violet irken did not respond. He was still in his thoughts.
"PURPLE!"
"Hm?" the violet irken looked over at his counterpart.
"Where's your head? You've been going out a bit today." said the crimson irken.
"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just thinking about the Resisty and other stuff." said the violet one a little nervous.
"No you weren't, what is it? You mad because the donuts were stuck in the oven for an extra minute today?" asked the crimson one getting up and levitating.
"Yeah that's it." said the violet one.
"Liar, that didn't happen, tells me the truth Pur." said the crimson one.
" shut up already Red your annoying me, let's just go back to the main chamber and order some chips okay?" said the violet irken annoyed a great deal by his counterpart.
The violet one was an exact mirrored image of the crimson one. Only he was dressed in purple armor and had purple eyes and a purple and white PAK.
"Purple, come on you can tell me anything."
"no." said the violet irken now known as Purple.
"Fine. But you'll have to tell me eventually." said the crimson irken.
"Red if you don't stop talking I'll tell the entire armada about the 'incident,' do you want me to put Mr. Fluffykins out there?" said Purple to his counterpart now known as Red.
"NO!" shrieked the crimson counterpart, not really wanting his secret to come out.
The two finally stayed in silence.
Purple then felt something squeeze his heart...it felt warm but painful.
"MY TALLESTS!" cried a navigator "take a look at this, its transmitting live from Vort!"
The screen in the main chamber suddenly burst onto a scene, it was from one of the squares on Vort, and there was a stage and a large crowd surrounding it.
"We must stand up against oppression! We MUST stand!" cried a vortian from the stage. It was Lard Nar, he was holding a large megaphone, and he was shouting to the crowd and to the massive, which was floating over Vort at the time.
Purple then noticed something, there was an irken standing in the crowd.
"Who? There's someone down there!" said purple "Zoom in, and identify that irken!"
Everyone in the room looked at Purple.
"What irken? There's no one down there." said Red. (A.N. - LOL it rhymes.)
"But he's there! At the front of the crowd! Zoom in you'll see him!"
The screen zoomed in to the crowd.
They could still hear Lard Nar.
"I don't know about you, but I'm concerned with what's happening in this world. I'm concerned with the structure. I'm concerned with the systems of control, those that control my life and those that seek to control it even more! I want freedom! That's what I want! And that's what you should want!" he shouted.
The crowd cheered and purple saw the irken clearly. He was small. Very small.
"What? It's Zim, ITS ZIM! HE'S DOWN THERE!" cried Purple. "That's impossible! How did he?"
The navigators looked at their violet tallest, concerned.
"Zim? Purple there's no one there, are you ok? Purple. PURPLE!" shouted the crimson tallest.
Only Purple wasn't listening.
There, Zim looked up and stared at purple straight in the eyes. Something flashed on the screen and the memory came back...
The cracked screen and the static...
"If you could just allow yourself to feel something...maybe you wouldn't be a machine any longer." said Zim's voice.
"PURPLE!"
Purple suddenly felt something smack his cheek.
"Ow!" he cried.
"Snap out of it! What's the matter with you? Call the medics!" shouted Red at Purple and then at two navigators.
"He's not there." whispered Purple.
"Resistance is not futile. We're gonna win this thing. Vortian kind is too good! We're not a bunch of underachievers! We're gonna stand up and we're gonna be Vortian beings! We're gonna get fired up about the real things, the things that matter: creativity and the dynamic spirit that refuses to submit! Well that's it! That's all I got to say! It's in your court." said Lard Nar slamming his megaphone on the floor. Suddenly the screen went blank, and purple's heart was at ease again.
What do defects have that the regular functional irkens don't have?
"What just happened to me?" asked Purple.
Zim was gone…maybe it was a hallucination?
"Purple, are you alright?"
Purple suddenly found himself in his chair, a medic next to him holding his hand. " he's fine, his PAK shows a lot of brain activity tho, almost as if it was over stressed, but I think it was just a bit of anxiety, did you receive any displeasing news my tallest?" asked the medic to Purple's counterpart.
"That is-"
"My tallest!" said a navigator.
"What is it?" asked Red annoyed for being interrupted.
"Its invader ten, she has been captured by the Meekrob and is being held hostage." said the navigator saluting.
"Leave her be, she's just another invader, she'll be fine." said Red, waving his hand.
"Red. Why? Don't you care about her?" asked Purple quite suddenly.
What do defects have that functioning irkens don't have?
"Why are you asking that? She's just another irken, nothing more, easily replaceable." said Red.
"Now my biggest concern is you. You ok?" he asked.
Purple suddenly felt anger rise towards his counterpart.
"So you have concern for me but not for her?" hissed Purple.
"What's wrong with you? It's in our programming, you're a tallest everyone including me is loyal and devoted to you. Others are merely acquaintances that we can replace concern for others are defective feelings." explained Red annoyed.
"Are you alright?" he asked again.
Purple then froze.
'I am not a defect, I'm not a defect!' cried purple in his mind. Sadly, he was, he had feelings that his PAK could not suppress.
"nothing." said Purple finally. "The stress has gotten to me that am all."
"And it's about to get worse my tallest." said a navigator.
"What?" asked Red facing the navigator?
"The Meekrob are in league with the Resisty, and they have just declared war."
Purple ignored the navigator and went back into his thoughts.
"Maybe you wouldn't be a machine any longer." said Zim's voice again.
What do defects have that irkens don't have?
That's right...
They can feel.
They care.
Whew, sorry it took me so long, I've been without any electricity for a while and I've been sick.
LOL
don't worry I'm going to update soon, this story will be in somewhat sections, it will switch around a little, if you have any questions or critiques review and I will respond if possible.
Thank you very much. Is there anything you'd like to say Zim?
Zim: PRAISE MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Ok? Good boy? Well that's all for now, I will try to update tomorrow. Farewell and good night!