pureVENOM: Wow, Silver Neko, RogueStar, that was surprising. You two reviewed within like two hours of my posting. I was... surprised, and valde happy!! Anyhoo, the STUFF. It is happening. Yeeessss. And more stuff shall happen!
Wow, I've been humming and singing Simple & Clean a lot recently.
STUFF--
Ooh, I have a TUTOR!! Yes, gasp. She is my friiieend, and a senior too! She's so nice, smart, and talented! Oh, why can't I be more like her?? Anyway, I hope I don't fail Alg2. We actually met because I'd drawn pictures on my biology quizzes, and she, being the TA, had corrected my work, and seen them. Art is so very good, and does pay off.
MORE STUFF--
Biology and history are depressing classes. I had no idea that cities in the U.S. were still dumping raw sewage into the ocean. And that there are marine biologists that say it's OKAY, and that the sea animals are healthy, even though it causes horrible diseases and deformities in marine life!! Dear Irk, indeed! Completely outrageous!!
Hey, I heard that the "International Sniper" had once lived in Pinole, CA, the city of my high school. Oooh.
I DUNNO LATIN--
Hehe, we had a weekly prompt in English today to write on. The teacher made us try to translate a Latin quote on our own, and write about it. Of course, none of us could get the correct translation. The quote was "Dulce et decorum est pro patri mori."
I translated my best as "Sweet decoration is before dead countries." It really ment "To die for your country is sweet and proper." Hehe. That line was too advanced for me. See how hard Latin is?
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Chapter XXV: Some Ouches
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"Hey, hey! You two! Yeah," the Wing lying on the ground shouted. "Tak, Scoodge, quit that fightin' right now!! Or at least wait until I walk safely out of the scene!"
The two obviously did not stop their fighting.
Instead, "Be QUIET, Wing!" was their response.
Fausta grumbled, and began to crawl away, not wanting to stand up and be in greater risk of being struck down by the randomly firing laser.
GIR, with nothing else in mind to do, began to follow the feathered one. YAY!
At the Dib's house--
Now, the sun was beginning to set, and the afternoon sky was turning a lovely golden orange.
Dib was packing to set out for his third trek down to the Underworld, holding his laptop under one arm, and a bag full of oddities with the other.
Dea, who sat staring out of his living room window, with Gaz gaming nearby.
"To be able to soar against that rich wonder..." the poltergeist said with a small smile.
"Huh?" asked the Dib distractedly, as he slipped his sock-wearin' feet into some trekin' sneakers.
"The sky. Doesn't it look beautiful?"
The Human glanced through the window a second and shrugged. "S'okay."
As Dea began to gaze at the sky again, and ton of gray, but equally rich clouds covered it up.
"Aw man!" she fumed.
Gaz smirked, as she continued to tap feverently at her game console. "Storm."
At Tak's and Scoodge's fight--
Still squabbling, the two were know even throwing insults and threats at each other. Lessee a bit of this...
"Rrr!" growled Tak as she struck a viscous fist into her foe's shoulder. "When I've pummeled you into an achy Irken pulp, I'll have that defect blood of yours spurting out of your every little vein!"
Scoodge kneed her in her wiry middle. "Mind you, that's not actually possible."
Tak caught and yanked at one of Scoodge's antennae, almost snapping it. "Yeah, blood spurts out of arteries, not veins. . . ."
They continued fighting for a few moments more in silence.
"But I'll find a way to MAKE them spurt out of your veins too!!" she snarled, as she slammed another fist into the squat male's belly.
"You just try!" Scoodge challenged, and countering with a sharp elbow.
Okie, fight, fighty, fight. The two fought.
In front of the base of Zim--
A lone figure stood in the gnome-filled lawn, holding a bunch of papers of plans. He glanced across the small sea of green grass blades, and staring lawn decoration eyes. He then noted the presence of two familiar ones coming towards him.
"Hey, what's up, Zim?" greeted the Wing, walking upright and feeling rather safe, especially with the SIR trailing after her like a duckling would follow its mother. Safety in numbers!
"Hehehe!! Wassup, Master??" the robot giggled.
Zim made an odd look and ignored the SIR.
"Wing! I figured you would come here!"
"Huh? Why so? I was jus' passing by. Soooo, BYE," she replied brusquely and continuing her walk.
Zim grunted in annoyance, and leapt before her.
"Look, Tak went after Scoodge, but I don't know how long she can last. Heh, hopefully just long ENOUGH, but in any case- Scoodge is going to destroy to lot of this planet, and I need a few helpers to stop him."
"Urgh. So you want ME to help?? Why ME!?? I've got plenty of doom in my life already!" she whined, leafing through and counting the papers she held in her hand.
"Silence with your complaining, Wing-worm!"
"Say, ya haven't called me that in a LONG time!" Fausta laughed. "Okie then, but JUST because I can't let the Underworld be hurt, I dun wanna be doomed, and I still want to conquer the Overworld."
"YAAAAAAY! Then we can get chili after dat!!" squealed GIR happily.
"Alright," said Zim, still ignoring GIR. "Now I need that Dib and his young sibling. Go and get them for me, Wingy-beast. I shall unveil to you all my oh-so-wondrous plans."
"Whatever."
She tried to sound and act indifferent, but actually, she was freaked outta her mind. Destroy Earth? Scoodge had seemed sane enough! This had to be stopped!
Once the Wing had walked out of Zim's sight range, she began running, and flapping, trying to get some lift.
GIR then began screaming loudly and very frantically for no apparent reason. He just DOES that!
At the Dib's--
"DIIIIIIIIIIB-BUHH!!!!" called the Wing loudly as she plummeted from the sky due to the whippy and unpredictable winds, and she smashed into the doorstep.
"AGH!! My face, again!" She sat there a moment shouting and yelling about crashing into the ground with her laser-crisped face.
Some birds in the trees across the street snickered and made fun of the Wing's lousy flying. Heheee.
"Are you done yet?" asked a blunt voice impatiently.
Fausta looked up in surprise, to receive even more surprise, and she screamed. "AHHHH!!! THE HALLOWEENIE!!! I- uh -I just want to talk to Dib-Human and Dib-Sister!! Don't kill my life energy, please! I LIKE my life energy!!"
"Huh. You're a lot more different around me when you're ALONE, hm, Fausta?" the poltergeist grinned EVILLY. (insert Ghostbusters theme music here. I love that song.)
"Oh," she added as an afterthought. "Dib's not here now. He's in the Underworld, and is going to stay there for a short while. So, just drop any of your weird plots."
"But, it's not ME who's plotting! It's the new alien! Zim's got a plan, and I was thinkin' it be a--"
The front door slammed open, hitting both the Wing and poltergeist, who were standing outside it.
"OW!"
Gaz stalked out. "All right. I'm coming. Should be fun," she mumbled in her taciturn manner.
Dea hopped a ways away and drummed her fingers against her arm. She then disappeared into the increasingly dark day.
"Whew! You scared her away, Gaz!" said the Wing happily.
"Be quiet. Come." The violet-clad Human roughly grabbed the Wing's wrist and pulled her along to the base of ZIM!
ZIM!--
Whilst the three with brain meats talked, GIR was folding origomi things with some old newpaper.
The SIR folded a simple airplane, threw it, watched it fly, and giggled. Then, he folded a hoppy frog, thew it, expecting it to fly like the plane, and giggled again.
"Hey, hey, hey!!!" shouted the Irken to the Wing. "You're missing the Dib-beast!"
". . . So?" said the Wing, looking away.
"Oh forget it. Anyway, Gaz, YOU will pilot my Voot to deal with the Scoodge-idiot. . ."
Gaz rose a brow and sneered. ". . . Uh huh...?"
"Well, you know, since. . .. you're so OKAY at ship-flying, and all," said Zim reluctantly, trying to happify the Gaz-beast.
Gaz nodded, her smile growing with the praise she'd squeezed out of the alien. Squuezed like an sun-ripened orange.
"And Wing, you will be the saboteur! Also, I want you to put--."
Fausta blinked. "Ooooh?? Whadda I sabotage?? A bomb or something??"
"Exactly! But I want you to put this chip," Zim showed her a small magnet-like item with a 'Z' on it, and then dropped it in her hand. "on the bomb. It'll let me hack into its computering, and let me find out what to do to it. Here."
The Irken gave her a headphone set too.
Her face fell. "Eh... That. . .sounds kinda dangerous?" Fausta's stony wings rustled with nervousness.
"Whiner!" Gaz growled.
"Wha-? Huh? Hmm. . .! FINE!" Fausta replied, insultedly. "I'll go and.. .. sabotage that bomb-thingy, and . . .stuff!"
She walked away huffily with her equipment.
Gaz headed up to the Voot, and her eyes widened and sparkled in the flight-desire. She'd been aching for a new 'game', since no new ones had come out in a while.
Zim stood straight and said in his militarian way, "And I myself shall hack into the bomb's computering system and--" he then realized that Gaz was already zooming off, towards the site of Scoodge. How SHE already knew where he was, no one knew.
"Eh." Zim pulled a sandwich from his pocket and chomped into it, and headed for the house's main computer.
It'd been much simpler than he'd thought to get the two to work with him. ...Or, rather, work FOR him. Here, Zim was all safe and stuff, well... as long as the two gals accomplished their missions.
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pureVENOM: Whoo! And now, stuff!
How's the Dib-Human doing down there?? I wonder what's up? Hehe, or down, anyhoo.
How's the fight between Tak and Scoodge going? Are they still fighting, or has one of them won already??
What's Dea up to, that spooky little Halloweenie??
IS Zim really safe??
Will Tak really get Scoodge's blood to spurt out of his veins??
Find out, in the next chapter of . . . The Idiot Trio Wars.
Okay, the blood spurting out of veins thing is from one of my friends. He's ultra-smart, and funny.
Da Lesson O' This Chapter--
Life in the world of IZ is a game, so have FUN! Just ... don't lose!!
o.O;;
Wow, I've been humming and singing Simple & Clean a lot recently.
STUFF--
Ooh, I have a TUTOR!! Yes, gasp. She is my friiieend, and a senior too! She's so nice, smart, and talented! Oh, why can't I be more like her?? Anyway, I hope I don't fail Alg2. We actually met because I'd drawn pictures on my biology quizzes, and she, being the TA, had corrected my work, and seen them. Art is so very good, and does pay off.
MORE STUFF--
Biology and history are depressing classes. I had no idea that cities in the U.S. were still dumping raw sewage into the ocean. And that there are marine biologists that say it's OKAY, and that the sea animals are healthy, even though it causes horrible diseases and deformities in marine life!! Dear Irk, indeed! Completely outrageous!!
Hey, I heard that the "International Sniper" had once lived in Pinole, CA, the city of my high school. Oooh.
I DUNNO LATIN--
Hehe, we had a weekly prompt in English today to write on. The teacher made us try to translate a Latin quote on our own, and write about it. Of course, none of us could get the correct translation. The quote was "Dulce et decorum est pro patri mori."
I translated my best as "Sweet decoration is before dead countries." It really ment "To die for your country is sweet and proper." Hehe. That line was too advanced for me. See how hard Latin is?
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Chapter XXV: Some Ouches
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"Hey, hey! You two! Yeah," the Wing lying on the ground shouted. "Tak, Scoodge, quit that fightin' right now!! Or at least wait until I walk safely out of the scene!"
The two obviously did not stop their fighting.
Instead, "Be QUIET, Wing!" was their response.
Fausta grumbled, and began to crawl away, not wanting to stand up and be in greater risk of being struck down by the randomly firing laser.
GIR, with nothing else in mind to do, began to follow the feathered one. YAY!
At the Dib's house--
Now, the sun was beginning to set, and the afternoon sky was turning a lovely golden orange.
Dib was packing to set out for his third trek down to the Underworld, holding his laptop under one arm, and a bag full of oddities with the other.
Dea, who sat staring out of his living room window, with Gaz gaming nearby.
"To be able to soar against that rich wonder..." the poltergeist said with a small smile.
"Huh?" asked the Dib distractedly, as he slipped his sock-wearin' feet into some trekin' sneakers.
"The sky. Doesn't it look beautiful?"
The Human glanced through the window a second and shrugged. "S'okay."
As Dea began to gaze at the sky again, and ton of gray, but equally rich clouds covered it up.
"Aw man!" she fumed.
Gaz smirked, as she continued to tap feverently at her game console. "Storm."
At Tak's and Scoodge's fight--
Still squabbling, the two were know even throwing insults and threats at each other. Lessee a bit of this...
"Rrr!" growled Tak as she struck a viscous fist into her foe's shoulder. "When I've pummeled you into an achy Irken pulp, I'll have that defect blood of yours spurting out of your every little vein!"
Scoodge kneed her in her wiry middle. "Mind you, that's not actually possible."
Tak caught and yanked at one of Scoodge's antennae, almost snapping it. "Yeah, blood spurts out of arteries, not veins. . . ."
They continued fighting for a few moments more in silence.
"But I'll find a way to MAKE them spurt out of your veins too!!" she snarled, as she slammed another fist into the squat male's belly.
"You just try!" Scoodge challenged, and countering with a sharp elbow.
Okie, fight, fighty, fight. The two fought.
In front of the base of Zim--
A lone figure stood in the gnome-filled lawn, holding a bunch of papers of plans. He glanced across the small sea of green grass blades, and staring lawn decoration eyes. He then noted the presence of two familiar ones coming towards him.
"Hey, what's up, Zim?" greeted the Wing, walking upright and feeling rather safe, especially with the SIR trailing after her like a duckling would follow its mother. Safety in numbers!
"Hehehe!! Wassup, Master??" the robot giggled.
Zim made an odd look and ignored the SIR.
"Wing! I figured you would come here!"
"Huh? Why so? I was jus' passing by. Soooo, BYE," she replied brusquely and continuing her walk.
Zim grunted in annoyance, and leapt before her.
"Look, Tak went after Scoodge, but I don't know how long she can last. Heh, hopefully just long ENOUGH, but in any case- Scoodge is going to destroy to lot of this planet, and I need a few helpers to stop him."
"Urgh. So you want ME to help?? Why ME!?? I've got plenty of doom in my life already!" she whined, leafing through and counting the papers she held in her hand.
"Silence with your complaining, Wing-worm!"
"Say, ya haven't called me that in a LONG time!" Fausta laughed. "Okie then, but JUST because I can't let the Underworld be hurt, I dun wanna be doomed, and I still want to conquer the Overworld."
"YAAAAAAY! Then we can get chili after dat!!" squealed GIR happily.
"Alright," said Zim, still ignoring GIR. "Now I need that Dib and his young sibling. Go and get them for me, Wingy-beast. I shall unveil to you all my oh-so-wondrous plans."
"Whatever."
She tried to sound and act indifferent, but actually, she was freaked outta her mind. Destroy Earth? Scoodge had seemed sane enough! This had to be stopped!
Once the Wing had walked out of Zim's sight range, she began running, and flapping, trying to get some lift.
GIR then began screaming loudly and very frantically for no apparent reason. He just DOES that!
At the Dib's--
"DIIIIIIIIIIB-BUHH!!!!" called the Wing loudly as she plummeted from the sky due to the whippy and unpredictable winds, and she smashed into the doorstep.
"AGH!! My face, again!" She sat there a moment shouting and yelling about crashing into the ground with her laser-crisped face.
Some birds in the trees across the street snickered and made fun of the Wing's lousy flying. Heheee.
"Are you done yet?" asked a blunt voice impatiently.
Fausta looked up in surprise, to receive even more surprise, and she screamed. "AHHHH!!! THE HALLOWEENIE!!! I- uh -I just want to talk to Dib-Human and Dib-Sister!! Don't kill my life energy, please! I LIKE my life energy!!"
"Huh. You're a lot more different around me when you're ALONE, hm, Fausta?" the poltergeist grinned EVILLY. (insert Ghostbusters theme music here. I love that song.)
"Oh," she added as an afterthought. "Dib's not here now. He's in the Underworld, and is going to stay there for a short while. So, just drop any of your weird plots."
"But, it's not ME who's plotting! It's the new alien! Zim's got a plan, and I was thinkin' it be a--"
The front door slammed open, hitting both the Wing and poltergeist, who were standing outside it.
"OW!"
Gaz stalked out. "All right. I'm coming. Should be fun," she mumbled in her taciturn manner.
Dea hopped a ways away and drummed her fingers against her arm. She then disappeared into the increasingly dark day.
"Whew! You scared her away, Gaz!" said the Wing happily.
"Be quiet. Come." The violet-clad Human roughly grabbed the Wing's wrist and pulled her along to the base of ZIM!
ZIM!--
Whilst the three with brain meats talked, GIR was folding origomi things with some old newpaper.
The SIR folded a simple airplane, threw it, watched it fly, and giggled. Then, he folded a hoppy frog, thew it, expecting it to fly like the plane, and giggled again.
"Hey, hey, hey!!!" shouted the Irken to the Wing. "You're missing the Dib-beast!"
". . . So?" said the Wing, looking away.
"Oh forget it. Anyway, Gaz, YOU will pilot my Voot to deal with the Scoodge-idiot. . ."
Gaz rose a brow and sneered. ". . . Uh huh...?"
"Well, you know, since. . .. you're so OKAY at ship-flying, and all," said Zim reluctantly, trying to happify the Gaz-beast.
Gaz nodded, her smile growing with the praise she'd squeezed out of the alien. Squuezed like an sun-ripened orange.
"And Wing, you will be the saboteur! Also, I want you to put--."
Fausta blinked. "Ooooh?? Whadda I sabotage?? A bomb or something??"
"Exactly! But I want you to put this chip," Zim showed her a small magnet-like item with a 'Z' on it, and then dropped it in her hand. "on the bomb. It'll let me hack into its computering, and let me find out what to do to it. Here."
The Irken gave her a headphone set too.
Her face fell. "Eh... That. . .sounds kinda dangerous?" Fausta's stony wings rustled with nervousness.
"Whiner!" Gaz growled.
"Wha-? Huh? Hmm. . .! FINE!" Fausta replied, insultedly. "I'll go and.. .. sabotage that bomb-thingy, and . . .stuff!"
She walked away huffily with her equipment.
Gaz headed up to the Voot, and her eyes widened and sparkled in the flight-desire. She'd been aching for a new 'game', since no new ones had come out in a while.
Zim stood straight and said in his militarian way, "And I myself shall hack into the bomb's computering system and--" he then realized that Gaz was already zooming off, towards the site of Scoodge. How SHE already knew where he was, no one knew.
"Eh." Zim pulled a sandwich from his pocket and chomped into it, and headed for the house's main computer.
It'd been much simpler than he'd thought to get the two to work with him. ...Or, rather, work FOR him. Here, Zim was all safe and stuff, well... as long as the two gals accomplished their missions.
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pureVENOM: Whoo! And now, stuff!
How's the Dib-Human doing down there?? I wonder what's up? Hehe, or down, anyhoo.
How's the fight between Tak and Scoodge going? Are they still fighting, or has one of them won already??
What's Dea up to, that spooky little Halloweenie??
IS Zim really safe??
Will Tak really get Scoodge's blood to spurt out of his veins??
Find out, in the next chapter of . . . The Idiot Trio Wars.
Okay, the blood spurting out of veins thing is from one of my friends. He's ultra-smart, and funny.
Da Lesson O' This Chapter--
Life in the world of IZ is a game, so have FUN! Just ... don't lose!!
o.O;;