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"COME ON PURPLE GET UP! IT'S BEEN WEEKS! I've tried being nice but this has GOT TO STOP!" … "She wouldn't want you to be this way… why are you doing this to yourself…?"

KNOCK KNOCK TCHSSSS

"Spork!"

"Hey Red… How's he doing?"

"See for yourself."

"-sigh- Purple…?"

"He doesn't respond no matter what I say… I don't know what to do…"

"Purple? Can you look at me please? ... As your soon-to-be-Tallest, I'm ordering you to look at me." … "Good. Now come on let's stand up. There you go. My installment ceremony is today and I've arranged for you both to be there along with a few other younger recruits. As of today you're both done with smeet school."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. Purple will go through Elite training while you go and help with the research facility on Vort."

"NO!"

"Pur! You talked!"

"Red can't go there!"

… "Why not?"

"Because… that's where she…"

"Pur I promise I'll be okay. They say that the scientist responsible has already been banished from the planet."

"But…"

"How about this, Purple, you both come to my ceremony today and we'll have dinner together so we can decide on things while I figure out how to hold a fork without any thumbs."

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A foot moves off of the tablet. Looking up towards the ceiling Future-Tallest Spork is flexing his thumbs. Young Purple lets out a small laugh "Heh…" Tablet kicked and the video spins. Slowing to a stop Red is holding Purple in a tight hug.

"Pur.. you had me so scared."

"I'm sorry…" Purple wraps his arms around Red returning the hug. His eyes begin to water.

"Just don't do that again okay? I promise we're going to get through this! I won't let anything happen to you."

"-sniff- Okay…" Red steps back and stands on the edge of the tablet. Video Transcription Deactivated…

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Year 9 Day 483

So I just noticed that this thing was recording earlier and since it already recorded that whole conversation I figure I'll just leave it. I saw Red's entry from last week also. I'm not sure if it bothers me that he's known about this journal for a long time but hasn't said anything; I guess it doesn't really matter. It just means I don't have to try and hide what I'm doing anymore.

Right now Red is over at the mirror double checking the new uniform. He and I were both given new ones. Mine's for an Elite. His is similar but it comes with different tools and pockets than mine. We'll be heading up to the ceremony in an hour or so. I'm going to leave the recording running during that also. I might leave the video going also so the computer will write down what happens. It's not going to be written as smoothly but I think it might be cool to record the ceremony for you that way.

Oh Red's saying it's time to go I'll start the recording once we've formed ranks.

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There are high levels of chatter coming from the gathered Irkens. Smeet Purple stands talking to Smeet Red.

"You're seriously going to record everything? Why can't you just write about it later?" Red looks skeptical.

"Because it's more fun this way." Video is shaken as the tablet is secured to Purple's belt.

"Whatever, just make sure you don't break it or you won't be able to transmit it later."

"I've got it transmitting right now. They'll receive it live. If it does break then I'll just get a new one."

Red rolls his eyes, "That's why I said you should just tell them what happened later…"

Purple shrugs, "Ehh."

Up on stage the Tallest's procession walks up the steps then stands at attention. Among the crowd are Irken's Varshelz and Blert, as well as Spork and his assistant. The Control Brains float over the right side of the stage. Irken Varshlez steps forward.

"As you all know, our Almighty Tallest Miyuki was killed during a lab accident on planet Vort…" Remainder of audio is lost when a nearby voice speaks.

"Well if it isn't the two color stinks." Purple and Red look shocked as they turn back to see their former classmate Zim strutting up to them. He places his hands on his sides and looks them over, "I'm surprised my Tallest let you out of that horrible school so early."

"Well at least we didn't have to escape like you." Red says scornfully. Zim waves off the comment. "Anyway what are you doing here? I thought you were

"ON VORT!" Purple bursts out. "Zim was on Vort! He knows what happened!" Zim appears confused. "Zim what caused the accident?" The much shorter Irken appears panicked for a moment before a cruel smile crosses his face to be replaced by a mournful sob.

"My Tallest had come to observe Zim's amazing creation when a filthy Vort scientist purposely dumped a deadly acid all over her!" Red and Purple are shocked.

Purple swallows hard, his eyes wide. "But that's… impossible…"

"Zim why would a Vort Scientist want to kill Tallest Miyuki?!" Red demands.

Zim looks fearful before glancing around. "I probably shouldn't tell you this but while I was assigned there Zim heard many things. The filth Vort monsters are unhappy about how our magnificent species is taking control of their planet. I might," he pauses for dramatic effect, "have heard some talk of an assassination. I tried to warn my tallest but she would not listen…" He wipes away a fake tear.

"Are you… saying that Vort planed her assassination? But they're supposed to be our allies!"

"Zim only tells you what he heard."

Purple appears thoughtful but that quickly turns to panic. "But if that's true... They might go after Spork to!" He makes a dash toward the stage only to be stopped by Red, "What are you doing!? We have to warn him!"

"We'll tell him after. Those traitors wouldn't do anything with this many trained soldiers nearby."

Purple looks reluctant but slowly nods. Zim looks confused but then begins to blather on about the amazing things he invented on planet Vort. Because he sounds so stupid this part will not be transcribed. Loud cheering cuts off the conversation. The ceremony is over as Irkens begin to disperse or move forward to shake the new Tallest's hand.

"Oh look now you made us miss it." Purple says angrily, lining up to salute like everyone else around him. Again Zim waves off the comment.

Red sighs in annoyance as he also salutes. The three begin walking toward the stage. "So if you're not on Vort anymore," Red asks, "What's your new assignment?"

Zim polishes a gold pin on his chest before letting them gaze at it. The badge is similar to the original Irken symbol except where the two ellipses meant to be eyes should be there is instead one circle cutting through the main triangle shape.

"You're KIDDING! They're making you an invader!?" Red yells out.

Definition provided: Irken Class Invader : An elite class meant to go out to unknown planets and observe the inhabitants. Invaders report back on their findings and if the planet is deemed useful, a diplomat will be sent to make first contact.

Purple is equally outraged. "Zim… You've done nothing but rain horror down onto the empire since you were born… and now they're making YOU an Invader? That's just Sick!"

Invader Zim smirks, "Hah… flattery aside, when I am TALLEST, I will make the EMPIRE rue ever having made me wait so long to rule them!"

As the three continue through the line, Red blows a puff of annoyance. "Yeah well… if I were TALLEST, I'd PROBABLY put you on TRIAL to defend your life. Yep, THAT's probably what I'd do. Mmmhmmmm." Purple snickers. Zim again waves off Red's comment revealing a disk object hanging from his hand.

Purple eyes the object curious, "Hey… what's that thing?" he asks pointing at it.

Zim holds up the object fondly, it appears to be a collar of some animal/pet. "Oh this? It used to belong to my energy absorbing thingy back before it grew monstrous and nearly wiped out outer space. Remember that?" From the looks on their faces, it is obvious that Red and Purple have no idea what he is talking about; Zim continues not even noticing, "That little guy used to love this thing. I'm surprised he hasn't come back for it after all these-

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