pureVENOM: Aw man! I forgot to write the moral of the previous chapter AGAIN! Ahem!
The Lesson of the Previous Chapter: DON'T wear any strangers pretty red helmets. It will bring much troubles.
Well, keep reading and reviewing, okayz?? I appreciate it much!
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Chapter Ten: Horrific DOOM in Dreamland
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"Max amount of occupants. Mind Delver Program loading. Please wait." These words echoed in the pitch darkness around everyone now in Dreamland.
Many pairs of angry eyes were turned to Fausta.
The girl flared her wings in anger. "It is NOT my FAULT!! That... that.." The Onyx Wing pointed a gloved finger at Zim's teal-eyed SIR. "GIR ruined everything!! And LOOK AT WHAT HAS BEEN UNLEASHED!!" She then pointed to... KIL!
A girl who looked and dressed exactly the same as Fausta waved energetically back. "HI, ME!"
GIR made loud, blowing sounds with his tiny, pink tongue and looked up around everyone innocently. "HiiiiIIIII~!!!"
Gaz looked very, very unhappy. "Why's this taking so long to load? Where's the game!?!"
Dib scowled and adjusted his glasses. They looked dull and lifeless, because there was no light in this strange-mind-world to reflect off them. "Alright, anyway, everybody." The Human boy glanced at the people about him. "The facts are-- we're trapped in this weirdo dream-world. And we need to find this thing, Excitare, to wake up and get out."
Lilith shifted uncomfortably and shook her head in fury. She knew about the functions of the Mind Delver. "We have to 'WORK TOGETHER' for the while. Excitare is hidden somewhere in ONE of our deep, dark memories, and if that one person is killed, we'll all be trapped in this unconsciousness."
The tall, thin man looked up around him. Darkness and quiet everywhere. No annoying jerks-- well... Besides some of the company here... But that could be taken care of. "That's a bad thing? Look at this place. Sheer isolation and quiet- as long as none of you talk. No garbage- Human, or Human-products. No sea of stars. Just pure nothingness--"
Zim waved a claw, and cut Johnny's words off. "That won't last long. In a few moments, the program will finish loading, and all our long forgotten, subconscious thoughts-- unpredictability, and much horror and DOOM will suddenly appear. All straight from the depths of our minds. All brought before us by this infernal Wingen machine."
GIR opened up his metal head and poked around inside with a hand. "Aww.. I forgot my cupcake and moose!!" His large oculars narrowed and watered up.
Everyone chose to ignore this. (A/N: They're usually not very nice!)
"Also," Fausta started. "How long do you believe we'll last like this, with out water or food? For you two Humans," she looked at Dib and Nny.
"You probably have at MOST, little more than a week. Mortal bodies give out so easily, after all."
The young Wing turned her sepia gaze to Lil. "The Wing Mercenary would live for approximately a week and a half. I myself, an Invader, would last about three weeks with out any eating or drinking, bodily systems, from least important to most, slowly shutting down from lack of precious H2O and nutrition. Sound fun, no??"
Zim snorted. "Pathetic creatures! Requiring that blasted FLUID to survive! Irkens have no need for that 'H2O', or 'WATER' as so many of you like to call it."
Fausta scowled at the alien's mockery at their impending doom. "Oh, and how long would it take for YOU to die, Irken? When your oh-so-important support-pod finally is depleted of energy, and your actual body is left to survive on it's own??? What, about two weeks?"
Zim lowered his head, growling a bit. He adjusted his wig, to find something to do.
Lilith stretched out her steely wings, an intimidating action. "Wing Invader. Won't your overseer see us and free us of this contraption? Or your house's computer?"
The Onyx Wing laughed out loud. "Our computer is specially designed to not be able to do anything on its own. It can only react upon command by a master or mistress. And FAUST!? No WAY. I'm sure he'll move from that spot in the couch for another two MONTHS. Didn't you SEE that stack of Poop-- oh yeah, you were knocked out... Um, anyway, Faust will most definitely NOT help us at all--"
"Loading complete. Enjoy your stay here. Remember to travel with caution and stick together in a group." The computery voice stopped, and the black background was replaced with....
Gaz's eyes widened and sparkled with awe at the sight before her. "This is... Those are... The cows from... the VERY FIRST 'Attack of the Moon Goats' game!!" She stepped forward and examined and admired a very ugly, blocky, pixel-creature that looked vaguely like a goat.
"This is from a special, limited-edition game on the GameSlaveI!!"
"No kidding," Fausta commented, frowning. (F'sN: I've started typing again. It's Mar.23rd, 2 AM in da morning.)
"Terrible graphics," Dib added, much to Gaz's unhappifulness. He shut himself up.
The GameSlave fanfare suddenly rang out in the distance. It insulted those still using their old GameSlaveI, and questioned: "HAVE WE OFFENDED YOU SOMEHOW!?!? HUH!?!?"
"GAMESLAVEII" Kil shrieked in joy at the familiar voice. "HiiiiIIII, GameSlave-Announcer-guy!!"
Everyone cringed at the squeaky voice and looked at each other, then at Kil.
"OooOOOH!! I am da centre of all'z uh-ten-che-on!! Wheehoo!!" the Fausta-look-alike cried with glee.
Zim groaned and shook his green head as if getting a massive headache, which he probably was. "Can't.... someone DO something about her?"
The Onyx Wing ruffled her stony feathers and said in a hmph-tone. "I've tried using the Mind Delver many-a-times to destroy Kil's mind, freeing me of her. The stupid thing's too tricky--"
"Really??" Lil questioned with disdain, pointing at a now bounded-and-gagged Kil on the ground.
Fausta's countenance fell. She out on a dull expression. "Well, now. Who's gonna move Kil then, around Dream Land?"
"Huh! It's YOUR filthy half of you FILTHY mind, Wing-beast! Why don't you do it yourself!?" Zim shouted in response to her question.
"My mind is NOT filthy!! And Kil and I are the smallest in the group!" Fausta retorted with a growl.
"You are full of LIES, Wing! LIIIIIES!!!" the Irken continued, shrieking.
The Wing Invader flared her wings loudly. "Hah! MY mind is a lot cleaner than all of--"
"I'll do it," Nny said in a nonchalant tone, grabbing an end of a rope. "No one's getting anywhere with all your incessant arguing. Hm. Used to dragging people around anyway."
The three kiddies of the group, not including Gaz, seemed to sweatdrop. The violet-haired girl was busy going 'Ooooh' as she watched the horrible, blocky, pixeled creatures suddenly become smoother, with finer lines and curves, and less cubes. The graphics of the GS2.
Now capable of 3D movement, the cow-like creatures turned their sights upon the strange party in front of them. They slowly raised their front hooves.
"Ooh! They're gonna use their special, co-op attack!!" the video-gamer exclaimed.
"I suggest we should all hit the dirt," Dib stated blankly, recalling on how violent her games always seemed.
"Inefficient usage of time," the mercenary replied, tossing twin Cherry-Bombs.
The cows were promptly reduced to smoldering steak-like items, used for replenishing depleted hit-points in the game.
"We burnnnn!" the cow-steaks cried in an eerie, echoing voice, really creeping everyone out.
Gaz nodded with approval of Lilith's tactics with a 'hm'. "How many more of those things do you have?" she asked.
Lil shook her head. "Nine. Not enough. Let's go. NOW."
Kil managed to work her talkative mouth about the gag. "What's de magic wooord??"
"TACOES!!! HEE!!" We can all guess who said that.
Anyway, the group walked and walked. Well, most of them. Kil was dragged and dragged.
"Whheeee!" she said. "I'za draggy-thing!! I be dragged across the ground and stuff! Woot! Fear me!!"
A talllll shadow crept up at these words. A silhouette with large, unblinking, narrowed eyes. It had a twin. And a small legion of fearsome rat people. They followed the unsuspecting group of not-so-happy allies.
Dib was first to notice the things following them. He turned. Looked. "AHHHHHHHhhHHhH!!!"
"What is it, Dib-Human!?" his cranky rivals snarled, turning.
Zim's crimson eyes widened. "M-m.. THE Tallests!!" The ruby oculars hardened and narrowed to half-lidded, imitating his former-rulers' own.
The Onyx Wing sniffed. "Sheesh. Don't freak, Irken. They're only figments of your puny imagination."
"Oh look, Red. It's Zim. I thought you were dead, tiny thing." The violet-eyed shadow hovered closer to Zim. "Hey, you've grown, short-thing!"
"Ooh. That's nice. Let's all party now! Anyone have curly fries and nachoes??" the red-eyed one continued. "No? Oh, that's toooo BAD."
"Yes," the purple one added. "It's sad. So sad. So very sad. So very, VERY sad."
The twin shadows of colored eyes promptly disappeared. The rats didn't.
"Blorchen rat peoples!!" Zim, Fausta, and Lil gasped.
Dib calmed himself. "Oh come on. They don't even LOOK like people."
"Ooh! Blorchen rats! Hiyaz!!" Kil shouted from the ground, happily.
Nny and Gaz glanced over the rattish troops with slight interest. "Cool."
GIR, who knew nothing of Blorch, except its location, walked up to the monsters.
"NO, GIR!! COME BACK!!" the SIR's master cried, extending a single leg, to sweep up his companion.
Lil tossed a BlackCherryBomb. BCB, for short. (Soundz kewl, no?) It erupted in sight-obstructing smokes!! Yaaay!!
Everyone ran. Good idea, 'cause the Blorchens were following very quickly.
"Don't...you...have...anymore of.. those explody-cherry-...things??" Dib panted, running as fast as he could.
"Ineffective weapon against Blorchens," the mercenary replied, running at top-speed and not out of breath at all.
"Then...how many of... those smoke-things... do'ya have left...?" Dib continued, exhausted.
"Four." (F'sN: I'm gonna stop for today, I guess. Alrighty! It's tomorrow now! Whee!)
"Isn't that nice to hear, Dib-mortal?" Fausta smirked evilly, flapping beside him.
SLAM! There are many 'ow's and growls after a loud, big crash-noise.
Everyone's inside a cage. With bars.
"ARGH! What is happening!?" cried an annoyed and annoying, muffled voice. Zim shoved GIR off of the back of his head angrily. He took a single look and paled, his eyes wide.
Dib had a similar expression as he looked about the dingy cell-like place they were all in. Many glowing objects shone dimly a distance away from outside.
Nny brushed his side and got to a crouching position on his feet. The place had a very low ceiling. He noted that the bars around him, as well as the ceiling above moved slightly, as if breathing. Everyone had a painy face on, and were crumpled on the ground about him.
"Pain. So I'm still alive."
Lil crouched as well, narrowing her creepy, dark eyes and glancing about. "For now anyway. Irken, where are we? You have THAT LOOK."
Zim's eye twitched. "We're in... the horrible, monster-inhabited mind of the Dib-Human! I recognize the creature we're in right now! From his disGUSTing MIIIIND!!!" He pointed an accusing claw at Dib.
"Please shut-up, Zim," Fausta groaned. "We're trapped in a world created by a bunch of SICK minds--"
"Oh, you're one to talk, Fausta," Dib started.
The Onyx Wing attempted to flare her wings, a habit when she was irritated, causing some protests from those around her. "Yes, Dib, I am."
Everyone stopped whatever is was that they were doing at the moment, noticing that the glowing things outside of their prison were rapidly coming closer. It turns out, those glowy lights were eyes! Quite creepiful, it was to all.
A pair of different-sized jasper eyes blinked, and a slimy gray tentacle reached out and poked at Zim, barely missing his large, lensed eye.
"ARGGHHHH!!" the Irken cried out, indignified and furious.
"Hehehe. It's the weird, green-thing, guys. Remember? From Halloween five years ago??" the jasper-eyed one snickered happily.
GIR giggled maniacally. "Pokey poke poke!!" He imitated the monster, poking Zim's face.
Zim got an extremely unhappy look and growled.
A hissing voice began, "Yeah, I remember them! Yick, the big-head one looks SOOO GROSS!! I can't believe we live in his icky, big, greasy heeeeaad!!" The owner of the voice narrowed emerald eyes in disgust.
GIR giggled some more, now thinking about man-eating squirrels. Heh, a Mysterious Mysteries reference, I believe. (Didn't see the entire episode!! Pity me!!)
Dib snorted. "The feeling's mutual." There was a dark tone to his voice.
The jasper-eyed monster nodded. "Yay! Well, since we're all agreeing, and stuff--" It gave a happy look, then looked at the quiet Nny. "Gee, what a wacky-looking guy! Hehe!"
The dark man's closed eyes shot open and the lids quivered. "Wuh...wu....ack...ee...??"
A violet brow of Gaz's rose slightly, not feeling very comfortable with all this negativity.
*** Meanwhile-- back in the real world
Faust crumpled up the empty can of Classic Poop into a tiny aluminum ball. He needed to stretch. He'd been sitting...all day today. All day yesterday, and the day before yesterday. ...And he was probably going to sit all day tomorrow.
As the Platinum Wing stood up and turned, he noticed a figure through the window, outside, seemingly asleep or dead, with a Mind Delver on.
"Aw, sheesh. Has my little cousin been messing around with my equipment again??" Faust frowned.
He stepped outside and headed through the street, not bothering to put on a disguise to hide his large, glimmering wings, or stopping to wait for the car to pass by.
"YOU CRAZY FREAK!!" cried the random car-driver as she swerved sharply in attempt to not-hit the pedestrian. The car slammed violently into some random house up ahead. Lots of pretty red fires popped up.
Faust smiled. He liked fires, and he lived by the rule: 'PEOPLE FIRST'. He quickly reached the person sprawled across the far sidewalk and pressed a few invisible buttons on the Mind Delver, letting it shut off.
The thin man on the ground twitched his arm and hands a bit violently, the word 'wacky' still reverberating in his mind, and his eyes shot open. He shook his head and looked up at Faust. "Hello. Wow. You're tall. Nice color wings, by the way," he added, putting a hand to his chin.
Faust shrugged. "Thanks. I guess I'll be going now, with this." He held up the bright red helmet. "Anyway, I think you should stay away from my little cousin and her friends. They're rather strange. Wouldn't want a nice neighbor like you to get hurt."
"Hm. 'Nice neighbor'. That's an interesting way to put me."
"Oh? Is it?"
"Eh. I guess." Nny got a thoughtful look. "Maybe it isn't. Hm, I never thought about it this way." The man walked off toward his home, debating over whether it was strange for him to be nice to people or not.
Faust flicked the tips of his glimmering, metallic wings and headed back home, wondering where that annoying little student of his was up to. "That dumb girl... Doing those experiments on people again...?"
Reaching inside the softly illuminated living room, the Platinum Wing noticed nothing amiss. He sighed, disliking doing anything besides lounging around drinking sweet, caffienated items. SUGAR!!! ...Um, yeah.
Anyway, he stepped towards the small side/storage chamber, connecting to the living room only to spot his little cousin (Fausta! : D), the Irken soldier he'd seen on TV some time ago (^__~ Zimmy!!), the Human spy-boy (Dibby! ^.^), the polite Steel Wing (Lil! O.o;;;;), and a female stranger (o.O;; Gaz), knocked out, with Mind Delvers.
Faust's eye twitched a bit in a bothered way, and he switched off the helmets of Gaz and Lil, not wanting any strangers or laborers in the base at the moment.
Lil immediately leapt to her feet, the quick, blind action causing her to topple over roughly over Gaz.
The purple girl snarled a bit, in protest of the pain and shoved angrily at the Wing Mercenary.
Lilith's wings stiffened and curled dangerously in fury. The uncalled-for assault had wiped her mind clear of her mission and predicament. She lifted gloved talons, balled up in fists.
Anyhoo, fortunately, Faust had the house's computer kick the two ladies out with a large suction tube.
The Platinum Wing sighed, shook his head, and walked toward the couch. "I'll let those three enjoy themselves in their disturbing little minds. Eh, Fausta deserves it anyway. And those lousy spies too."
He began giggling happily to himself, imaging the three getting mauled by Blorchens. Then started laughing loudly envisioning them fleeing in terror of a barking Cerberus. Then, he was cackling madly, clutching his thin stomach, thinking about them getting chased around by an Adamant Wing with a nice rapid-fire cannon.
Faust collapsed on the couch heavily, and eventually, still snickering with sheer glee.
*** Anyway, back in Dreamland. Whoo!
Dib blinked a few times, taken aback. "H-hey!! Wh-where're Lilith and that creepy neighbor!?" He glanced about frantically, and noticed something else. "Gaz! GAZ!! WHERE'S GA--"
The Human-mortal was struck full in the face by a black, stony wing. One of the lenses in his glasses cracked a bit as he fell over. Very durable, those things!
"Be silent, mortal. The three are all right. Didn't you notice the static, and how everything glitched up for a few seconds when they disappeared?"
"YEAH, IT WAS SO KEWL!!!" cried a similar voice, from the ground. Heh, you didn't forget dear Kil, did you? "I loooove STATIC! Mwa ha! Staaaaa-TIC!!" Kil wiggled around in the ropes.
Fausta glowered and smacked her mind-counterpart with a wing. "Faust probably took 'em out."
Zim leapt up in shock. "What! And not I!? The great ZIIIM!?!"
Dib frowned. "Yeah, Zim. Accept it! We're all left here to rot!! RoooooOoOOot!!!" (Not 'root'. 'Rot'. Hehe. I smile.)
"You LIE, Human!! Zim shall preVAIL, while others will fall!!" the Irken spat. Aw, he's in denial!
Fausta kicked and lashed out at the bars with her superior Wingen strength, but her attempts to escape only made the jail-monster laugh. "Zim. We. Are. STUCK here. What do you propose we do??"
The alien took on a panicked expression, but quickly forced it away, leaving a stern, miliatarian look. "If we three put our minds together, there is nothing we can't do--!"
Dib gave the Irken a look. "Zim, are you trying to help us outta here, or preach from some moral-support booklet?"
The green one snarled, but was interrupted.
"AwwWwWWww!! Hehehe!! Why'z everyone fiiIiiighting?? I like DOOMing better!!" Kil squealed, oblivious to all.
Everyone sighed.
"That's it. We're dead balogna meats." Dib shook his head.
"Oh, rweeeally?? Why??" the insane girl continued.
Only silence responded to Kil, but that was enough of an answer for her.
"OH! Is THAT it!?" she exclaimed, as if someone had just told her the meaning of life.
Zim narrowed an eye in disdain. "The schizoid-Wing-beast talks to her insane self?"
Fausta paled. "Huh. I guess."
Kil rolled over a bit to get a better view of everyone. They all looked so unhappiful! "Hey! Psst! Hey!"
The three cocked their heads slightly to glance at the schizoid.
"I know what'll make you all feel better!! And all happiful!! And...uh...STUFF! Yeah! Stuff." Kil wiggled a bit more. "Lemme out! OuuuuUuUUt!! I wish for out!! YeeeEEEKKK!!!"
Fausta slashed at the bindings, covering her ears like her two rivals to block out the horrible screeching. "Be quiet, KIL!!" she cried.
The insane one complied, silencing herself, and dug in her coat pockets for somethin'. "Yeah, there it is! A kewl thingie that'll make you all SOOO happy!!"
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pureVENOM: Uh, I end this now. My knee itches very much. Oh so very much, but I mustn't scratch. Must let it heal ASAP. I want to waaaalk again!!!
Strange chapter, yes, but it had to end. And to end, it had to begin. Wah hah. Yes, hate me. ^___^ Wheee!!
Da Lesson o' da Chapter: Uh....ah, sheesh... Urm... You can never have too many miniature explosives. ...Heh, yeah, that'll work. That'll work just fine. Great! It's great! WHAT!? Hey, don't you tell ME to--
The Lesson of the Previous Chapter: DON'T wear any strangers pretty red helmets. It will bring much troubles.
Well, keep reading and reviewing, okayz?? I appreciate it much!
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Chapter Ten: Horrific DOOM in Dreamland
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"Max amount of occupants. Mind Delver Program loading. Please wait." These words echoed in the pitch darkness around everyone now in Dreamland.
Many pairs of angry eyes were turned to Fausta.
The girl flared her wings in anger. "It is NOT my FAULT!! That... that.." The Onyx Wing pointed a gloved finger at Zim's teal-eyed SIR. "GIR ruined everything!! And LOOK AT WHAT HAS BEEN UNLEASHED!!" She then pointed to... KIL!
A girl who looked and dressed exactly the same as Fausta waved energetically back. "HI, ME!"
GIR made loud, blowing sounds with his tiny, pink tongue and looked up around everyone innocently. "HiiiiIIIII~!!!"
Gaz looked very, very unhappy. "Why's this taking so long to load? Where's the game!?!"
Dib scowled and adjusted his glasses. They looked dull and lifeless, because there was no light in this strange-mind-world to reflect off them. "Alright, anyway, everybody." The Human boy glanced at the people about him. "The facts are-- we're trapped in this weirdo dream-world. And we need to find this thing, Excitare, to wake up and get out."
Lilith shifted uncomfortably and shook her head in fury. She knew about the functions of the Mind Delver. "We have to 'WORK TOGETHER' for the while. Excitare is hidden somewhere in ONE of our deep, dark memories, and if that one person is killed, we'll all be trapped in this unconsciousness."
The tall, thin man looked up around him. Darkness and quiet everywhere. No annoying jerks-- well... Besides some of the company here... But that could be taken care of. "That's a bad thing? Look at this place. Sheer isolation and quiet- as long as none of you talk. No garbage- Human, or Human-products. No sea of stars. Just pure nothingness--"
Zim waved a claw, and cut Johnny's words off. "That won't last long. In a few moments, the program will finish loading, and all our long forgotten, subconscious thoughts-- unpredictability, and much horror and DOOM will suddenly appear. All straight from the depths of our minds. All brought before us by this infernal Wingen machine."
GIR opened up his metal head and poked around inside with a hand. "Aww.. I forgot my cupcake and moose!!" His large oculars narrowed and watered up.
Everyone chose to ignore this. (A/N: They're usually not very nice!)
"Also," Fausta started. "How long do you believe we'll last like this, with out water or food? For you two Humans," she looked at Dib and Nny.
"You probably have at MOST, little more than a week. Mortal bodies give out so easily, after all."
The young Wing turned her sepia gaze to Lil. "The Wing Mercenary would live for approximately a week and a half. I myself, an Invader, would last about three weeks with out any eating or drinking, bodily systems, from least important to most, slowly shutting down from lack of precious H2O and nutrition. Sound fun, no??"
Zim snorted. "Pathetic creatures! Requiring that blasted FLUID to survive! Irkens have no need for that 'H2O', or 'WATER' as so many of you like to call it."
Fausta scowled at the alien's mockery at their impending doom. "Oh, and how long would it take for YOU to die, Irken? When your oh-so-important support-pod finally is depleted of energy, and your actual body is left to survive on it's own??? What, about two weeks?"
Zim lowered his head, growling a bit. He adjusted his wig, to find something to do.
Lilith stretched out her steely wings, an intimidating action. "Wing Invader. Won't your overseer see us and free us of this contraption? Or your house's computer?"
The Onyx Wing laughed out loud. "Our computer is specially designed to not be able to do anything on its own. It can only react upon command by a master or mistress. And FAUST!? No WAY. I'm sure he'll move from that spot in the couch for another two MONTHS. Didn't you SEE that stack of Poop-- oh yeah, you were knocked out... Um, anyway, Faust will most definitely NOT help us at all--"
"Loading complete. Enjoy your stay here. Remember to travel with caution and stick together in a group." The computery voice stopped, and the black background was replaced with....
Gaz's eyes widened and sparkled with awe at the sight before her. "This is... Those are... The cows from... the VERY FIRST 'Attack of the Moon Goats' game!!" She stepped forward and examined and admired a very ugly, blocky, pixel-creature that looked vaguely like a goat.
"This is from a special, limited-edition game on the GameSlaveI!!"
"No kidding," Fausta commented, frowning. (F'sN: I've started typing again. It's Mar.23rd, 2 AM in da morning.)
"Terrible graphics," Dib added, much to Gaz's unhappifulness. He shut himself up.
The GameSlave fanfare suddenly rang out in the distance. It insulted those still using their old GameSlaveI, and questioned: "HAVE WE OFFENDED YOU SOMEHOW!?!? HUH!?!?"
"GAMESLAVEII" Kil shrieked in joy at the familiar voice. "HiiiiIIII, GameSlave-Announcer-guy!!"
Everyone cringed at the squeaky voice and looked at each other, then at Kil.
"OooOOOH!! I am da centre of all'z uh-ten-che-on!! Wheehoo!!" the Fausta-look-alike cried with glee.
Zim groaned and shook his green head as if getting a massive headache, which he probably was. "Can't.... someone DO something about her?"
The Onyx Wing ruffled her stony feathers and said in a hmph-tone. "I've tried using the Mind Delver many-a-times to destroy Kil's mind, freeing me of her. The stupid thing's too tricky--"
"Really??" Lil questioned with disdain, pointing at a now bounded-and-gagged Kil on the ground.
Fausta's countenance fell. She out on a dull expression. "Well, now. Who's gonna move Kil then, around Dream Land?"
"Huh! It's YOUR filthy half of you FILTHY mind, Wing-beast! Why don't you do it yourself!?" Zim shouted in response to her question.
"My mind is NOT filthy!! And Kil and I are the smallest in the group!" Fausta retorted with a growl.
"You are full of LIES, Wing! LIIIIIES!!!" the Irken continued, shrieking.
The Wing Invader flared her wings loudly. "Hah! MY mind is a lot cleaner than all of--"
"I'll do it," Nny said in a nonchalant tone, grabbing an end of a rope. "No one's getting anywhere with all your incessant arguing. Hm. Used to dragging people around anyway."
The three kiddies of the group, not including Gaz, seemed to sweatdrop. The violet-haired girl was busy going 'Ooooh' as she watched the horrible, blocky, pixeled creatures suddenly become smoother, with finer lines and curves, and less cubes. The graphics of the GS2.
Now capable of 3D movement, the cow-like creatures turned their sights upon the strange party in front of them. They slowly raised their front hooves.
"Ooh! They're gonna use their special, co-op attack!!" the video-gamer exclaimed.
"I suggest we should all hit the dirt," Dib stated blankly, recalling on how violent her games always seemed.
"Inefficient usage of time," the mercenary replied, tossing twin Cherry-Bombs.
The cows were promptly reduced to smoldering steak-like items, used for replenishing depleted hit-points in the game.
"We burnnnn!" the cow-steaks cried in an eerie, echoing voice, really creeping everyone out.
Gaz nodded with approval of Lilith's tactics with a 'hm'. "How many more of those things do you have?" she asked.
Lil shook her head. "Nine. Not enough. Let's go. NOW."
Kil managed to work her talkative mouth about the gag. "What's de magic wooord??"
"TACOES!!! HEE!!" We can all guess who said that.
Anyway, the group walked and walked. Well, most of them. Kil was dragged and dragged.
"Whheeee!" she said. "I'za draggy-thing!! I be dragged across the ground and stuff! Woot! Fear me!!"
A talllll shadow crept up at these words. A silhouette with large, unblinking, narrowed eyes. It had a twin. And a small legion of fearsome rat people. They followed the unsuspecting group of not-so-happy allies.
Dib was first to notice the things following them. He turned. Looked. "AHHHHHHHhhHHhH!!!"
"What is it, Dib-Human!?" his cranky rivals snarled, turning.
Zim's crimson eyes widened. "M-m.. THE Tallests!!" The ruby oculars hardened and narrowed to half-lidded, imitating his former-rulers' own.
The Onyx Wing sniffed. "Sheesh. Don't freak, Irken. They're only figments of your puny imagination."
"Oh look, Red. It's Zim. I thought you were dead, tiny thing." The violet-eyed shadow hovered closer to Zim. "Hey, you've grown, short-thing!"
"Ooh. That's nice. Let's all party now! Anyone have curly fries and nachoes??" the red-eyed one continued. "No? Oh, that's toooo BAD."
"Yes," the purple one added. "It's sad. So sad. So very sad. So very, VERY sad."
The twin shadows of colored eyes promptly disappeared. The rats didn't.
"Blorchen rat peoples!!" Zim, Fausta, and Lil gasped.
Dib calmed himself. "Oh come on. They don't even LOOK like people."
"Ooh! Blorchen rats! Hiyaz!!" Kil shouted from the ground, happily.
Nny and Gaz glanced over the rattish troops with slight interest. "Cool."
GIR, who knew nothing of Blorch, except its location, walked up to the monsters.
"NO, GIR!! COME BACK!!" the SIR's master cried, extending a single leg, to sweep up his companion.
Lil tossed a BlackCherryBomb. BCB, for short. (Soundz kewl, no?) It erupted in sight-obstructing smokes!! Yaaay!!
Everyone ran. Good idea, 'cause the Blorchens were following very quickly.
"Don't...you...have...anymore of.. those explody-cherry-...things??" Dib panted, running as fast as he could.
"Ineffective weapon against Blorchens," the mercenary replied, running at top-speed and not out of breath at all.
"Then...how many of... those smoke-things... do'ya have left...?" Dib continued, exhausted.
"Four." (F'sN: I'm gonna stop for today, I guess. Alrighty! It's tomorrow now! Whee!)
"Isn't that nice to hear, Dib-mortal?" Fausta smirked evilly, flapping beside him.
SLAM! There are many 'ow's and growls after a loud, big crash-noise.
Everyone's inside a cage. With bars.
"ARGH! What is happening!?" cried an annoyed and annoying, muffled voice. Zim shoved GIR off of the back of his head angrily. He took a single look and paled, his eyes wide.
Dib had a similar expression as he looked about the dingy cell-like place they were all in. Many glowing objects shone dimly a distance away from outside.
Nny brushed his side and got to a crouching position on his feet. The place had a very low ceiling. He noted that the bars around him, as well as the ceiling above moved slightly, as if breathing. Everyone had a painy face on, and were crumpled on the ground about him.
"Pain. So I'm still alive."
Lil crouched as well, narrowing her creepy, dark eyes and glancing about. "For now anyway. Irken, where are we? You have THAT LOOK."
Zim's eye twitched. "We're in... the horrible, monster-inhabited mind of the Dib-Human! I recognize the creature we're in right now! From his disGUSTing MIIIIND!!!" He pointed an accusing claw at Dib.
"Please shut-up, Zim," Fausta groaned. "We're trapped in a world created by a bunch of SICK minds--"
"Oh, you're one to talk, Fausta," Dib started.
The Onyx Wing attempted to flare her wings, a habit when she was irritated, causing some protests from those around her. "Yes, Dib, I am."
Everyone stopped whatever is was that they were doing at the moment, noticing that the glowing things outside of their prison were rapidly coming closer. It turns out, those glowy lights were eyes! Quite creepiful, it was to all.
A pair of different-sized jasper eyes blinked, and a slimy gray tentacle reached out and poked at Zim, barely missing his large, lensed eye.
"ARGGHHHH!!" the Irken cried out, indignified and furious.
"Hehehe. It's the weird, green-thing, guys. Remember? From Halloween five years ago??" the jasper-eyed one snickered happily.
GIR giggled maniacally. "Pokey poke poke!!" He imitated the monster, poking Zim's face.
Zim got an extremely unhappy look and growled.
A hissing voice began, "Yeah, I remember them! Yick, the big-head one looks SOOO GROSS!! I can't believe we live in his icky, big, greasy heeeeaad!!" The owner of the voice narrowed emerald eyes in disgust.
GIR giggled some more, now thinking about man-eating squirrels. Heh, a Mysterious Mysteries reference, I believe. (Didn't see the entire episode!! Pity me!!)
Dib snorted. "The feeling's mutual." There was a dark tone to his voice.
The jasper-eyed monster nodded. "Yay! Well, since we're all agreeing, and stuff--" It gave a happy look, then looked at the quiet Nny. "Gee, what a wacky-looking guy! Hehe!"
The dark man's closed eyes shot open and the lids quivered. "Wuh...wu....ack...ee...??"
A violet brow of Gaz's rose slightly, not feeling very comfortable with all this negativity.
*** Meanwhile-- back in the real world
Faust crumpled up the empty can of Classic Poop into a tiny aluminum ball. He needed to stretch. He'd been sitting...all day today. All day yesterday, and the day before yesterday. ...And he was probably going to sit all day tomorrow.
As the Platinum Wing stood up and turned, he noticed a figure through the window, outside, seemingly asleep or dead, with a Mind Delver on.
"Aw, sheesh. Has my little cousin been messing around with my equipment again??" Faust frowned.
He stepped outside and headed through the street, not bothering to put on a disguise to hide his large, glimmering wings, or stopping to wait for the car to pass by.
"YOU CRAZY FREAK!!" cried the random car-driver as she swerved sharply in attempt to not-hit the pedestrian. The car slammed violently into some random house up ahead. Lots of pretty red fires popped up.
Faust smiled. He liked fires, and he lived by the rule: 'PEOPLE FIRST'. He quickly reached the person sprawled across the far sidewalk and pressed a few invisible buttons on the Mind Delver, letting it shut off.
The thin man on the ground twitched his arm and hands a bit violently, the word 'wacky' still reverberating in his mind, and his eyes shot open. He shook his head and looked up at Faust. "Hello. Wow. You're tall. Nice color wings, by the way," he added, putting a hand to his chin.
Faust shrugged. "Thanks. I guess I'll be going now, with this." He held up the bright red helmet. "Anyway, I think you should stay away from my little cousin and her friends. They're rather strange. Wouldn't want a nice neighbor like you to get hurt."
"Hm. 'Nice neighbor'. That's an interesting way to put me."
"Oh? Is it?"
"Eh. I guess." Nny got a thoughtful look. "Maybe it isn't. Hm, I never thought about it this way." The man walked off toward his home, debating over whether it was strange for him to be nice to people or not.
Faust flicked the tips of his glimmering, metallic wings and headed back home, wondering where that annoying little student of his was up to. "That dumb girl... Doing those experiments on people again...?"
Reaching inside the softly illuminated living room, the Platinum Wing noticed nothing amiss. He sighed, disliking doing anything besides lounging around drinking sweet, caffienated items. SUGAR!!! ...Um, yeah.
Anyway, he stepped towards the small side/storage chamber, connecting to the living room only to spot his little cousin (Fausta! : D), the Irken soldier he'd seen on TV some time ago (^__~ Zimmy!!), the Human spy-boy (Dibby! ^.^), the polite Steel Wing (Lil! O.o;;;;), and a female stranger (o.O;; Gaz), knocked out, with Mind Delvers.
Faust's eye twitched a bit in a bothered way, and he switched off the helmets of Gaz and Lil, not wanting any strangers or laborers in the base at the moment.
Lil immediately leapt to her feet, the quick, blind action causing her to topple over roughly over Gaz.
The purple girl snarled a bit, in protest of the pain and shoved angrily at the Wing Mercenary.
Lilith's wings stiffened and curled dangerously in fury. The uncalled-for assault had wiped her mind clear of her mission and predicament. She lifted gloved talons, balled up in fists.
Anyhoo, fortunately, Faust had the house's computer kick the two ladies out with a large suction tube.
The Platinum Wing sighed, shook his head, and walked toward the couch. "I'll let those three enjoy themselves in their disturbing little minds. Eh, Fausta deserves it anyway. And those lousy spies too."
He began giggling happily to himself, imaging the three getting mauled by Blorchens. Then started laughing loudly envisioning them fleeing in terror of a barking Cerberus. Then, he was cackling madly, clutching his thin stomach, thinking about them getting chased around by an Adamant Wing with a nice rapid-fire cannon.
Faust collapsed on the couch heavily, and eventually, still snickering with sheer glee.
*** Anyway, back in Dreamland. Whoo!
Dib blinked a few times, taken aback. "H-hey!! Wh-where're Lilith and that creepy neighbor!?" He glanced about frantically, and noticed something else. "Gaz! GAZ!! WHERE'S GA--"
The Human-mortal was struck full in the face by a black, stony wing. One of the lenses in his glasses cracked a bit as he fell over. Very durable, those things!
"Be silent, mortal. The three are all right. Didn't you notice the static, and how everything glitched up for a few seconds when they disappeared?"
"YEAH, IT WAS SO KEWL!!!" cried a similar voice, from the ground. Heh, you didn't forget dear Kil, did you? "I loooove STATIC! Mwa ha! Staaaaa-TIC!!" Kil wiggled around in the ropes.
Fausta glowered and smacked her mind-counterpart with a wing. "Faust probably took 'em out."
Zim leapt up in shock. "What! And not I!? The great ZIIIM!?!"
Dib frowned. "Yeah, Zim. Accept it! We're all left here to rot!! RoooooOoOOot!!!" (Not 'root'. 'Rot'. Hehe. I smile.)
"You LIE, Human!! Zim shall preVAIL, while others will fall!!" the Irken spat. Aw, he's in denial!
Fausta kicked and lashed out at the bars with her superior Wingen strength, but her attempts to escape only made the jail-monster laugh. "Zim. We. Are. STUCK here. What do you propose we do??"
The alien took on a panicked expression, but quickly forced it away, leaving a stern, miliatarian look. "If we three put our minds together, there is nothing we can't do--!"
Dib gave the Irken a look. "Zim, are you trying to help us outta here, or preach from some moral-support booklet?"
The green one snarled, but was interrupted.
"AwwWwWWww!! Hehehe!! Why'z everyone fiiIiiighting?? I like DOOMing better!!" Kil squealed, oblivious to all.
Everyone sighed.
"That's it. We're dead balogna meats." Dib shook his head.
"Oh, rweeeally?? Why??" the insane girl continued.
Only silence responded to Kil, but that was enough of an answer for her.
"OH! Is THAT it!?" she exclaimed, as if someone had just told her the meaning of life.
Zim narrowed an eye in disdain. "The schizoid-Wing-beast talks to her insane self?"
Fausta paled. "Huh. I guess."
Kil rolled over a bit to get a better view of everyone. They all looked so unhappiful! "Hey! Psst! Hey!"
The three cocked their heads slightly to glance at the schizoid.
"I know what'll make you all feel better!! And all happiful!! And...uh...STUFF! Yeah! Stuff." Kil wiggled a bit more. "Lemme out! OuuuuUuUUt!! I wish for out!! YeeeEEEKKK!!!"
Fausta slashed at the bindings, covering her ears like her two rivals to block out the horrible screeching. "Be quiet, KIL!!" she cried.
The insane one complied, silencing herself, and dug in her coat pockets for somethin'. "Yeah, there it is! A kewl thingie that'll make you all SOOO happy!!"
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pureVENOM: Uh, I end this now. My knee itches very much. Oh so very much, but I mustn't scratch. Must let it heal ASAP. I want to waaaalk again!!!
Strange chapter, yes, but it had to end. And to end, it had to begin. Wah hah. Yes, hate me. ^___^ Wheee!!
Da Lesson o' da Chapter: Uh....ah, sheesh... Urm... You can never have too many miniature explosives. ...Heh, yeah, that'll work. That'll work just fine. Great! It's great! WHAT!? Hey, don't you tell ME to--