Invader Zim Fic 103 a/b: Lord of the Worm-Babies
Written by Dither
A/N: And so it begins . . . Still taking character submissions, of course ^^
Scene 2
Fade In
The class, as well as some others, are onboard a large aircraft, flying out over the ocean
Dib: Looking around Wow, there are a bunch of kids I don't recognize here. They must have some from different Skools than we go to . . .
Zim: Situated in the seat next to Dib That's right Dib . . . dozens of HORRIBLE worm-children for me to influence. And to think, you probably won't survive to STOP me. Evil laughter chokecough
Dib points and laughs
Intercom squeaky noise
Pilot: Intercom This is your captain speaking, en route to the Island of Extreme Discomfort. Our ETA is approximately, . . . oh, I'd say, . . . about an hour. As you may have noticed, I've turned off the little . . . light-thingy for seatbelts. You can get up and move around if you want. Use the bathroom or whatever Long pause now is okay.
Intercom squeaky turn-offy noise
Dib: Unbuckles his seatbelt and gets up Zim, I need to use the bathroom, you just, stay their and . . . stay there. Don't hypnotize anyone or anything.
Zim: To Dib's back as Dib walks towards the back of the airplane YOU trying to command ME? We shall see filthy Dib-worm. Pulls communication thingy out of ID Pak GIR! The Dib mentioned something of a 'hipp-mo- tizing'. Have the Base run a check on this 'hippotazing'.
GIR: Over comm. OH-KAY!!! Hey Ba~se!
Base: Over comm. WH~AT!!
GIR: Over comm. Make me a hippo sam'ich!!
Comm. Goes static
Zim puts comm. Back in his Pak, and tries to jump out of seat, still held down with the seatbelt
Zim: RRR - RRR! Curse these human restraints! Wrestles with the seatbelt
Dib: Returns from bathroom Hey, there are some neat people on this plane! Waves to a short, brown-haired girl - was she, gothic? Hey, she's kinda cute . . . Sees Zim struggling with seatbelt Now that's just embarrassing. All your alien knowledge is no match for a simple Earthan . . . Earth seatbelt?
Zim continues wrestling with seatbelt while Dib watches in growing disgust
Dib: I can't sit near you. I'm going to meet some of the other kids we're gonna be stuck with.
Zim: Settles down once Dib has left Excellent. If I can just keep up the facade that I cannot operate his pathetic earth technology, then he will underestimate me, yes, this could work. Tries to open seatbelt again Oh CURSE this! I had it work before! Begins wrestling with seatbelt again
Dib walks down the aisles, observing the different students he's never seen before - and some he knows ALL to well
He sees a girl with blue hair with her nose buried in what looked like a compilation of every poem ever written - it was bigger than her head - her nose was literally buried ^^
Dib passes a number of kids listening to CD players, a number of them jotting things down on notepads with expensive-looking pens, one carving notes into a piece of wood with a knife, all of them writing what looked to be intricate notes, others making death lists, etc
Dib: Passing a couple of kids playing a road-trip game that looked like Operation, but had an alien instead of human Hey! Is that Alien Autopsy?
One of the few children hisses at him and bears claws - Dib flinches and backs away
One of the trio waves a hand, a girl with long blonde hair, calling off the hissing child
Galadriel: Calm yourself! Can you not see he is one of us? She grabs a hold of one of the corners of Dib's coat and holds it up for the others to see He wears the trench coat! The coat!
The hissing child desists
Galadriel: You'll have to forgive my associate, he's not used to there be others like us. She reaches into a bag, her purse, and pulls out a couple Poop-flavored Sugary Candy-Sucks You want one? She hands out one to each of the group
Dib: Sure! Takes a sucker - wanders off down the aisle further Wow, it's been a long time since anyone's been NICE to me. This may be some fun after all . . . wait, Zim'll be there, scratch that thought.
Dib passes a kid from one of the other classes in his Skool. The boy is typing something furiously on a laptop. There is a lizard on his shoulder, staring at the screen, and on the laptop are a couple stickers that read: "I see STUPID people", "Hypnosis Rocks!" and "Byte me"
Dib leaned over the boy's shoulder to read what he was typing, but the words scroll by too fast for him to read - he gives up and goes to walk down the other aisle when the pilot comes on the Intercom again
Pilot: Over Intercom This is your captain speaking. We managed to catch a tailwind, so we'll arrive at our destination shortly. Please return to your seats. Notice I have activated the seatbelt-light-thingy, so please, also fasten your seatbelts.
Some indistinguishable noises over the Intercom, and then the pilot is back
Pilot: Apparently, there is no landing strip on the island, so you will be parachuted in. We are five minutes in, and closing, return to your seats . . . NOW.
All the children return to there seats immediately, and a buzz like locusts descending on a field is heard. Everyone is talking about this new development - parachuting? What kind of island WAS this?
Pilot: Thank you all for flying 'Cheep Flites For U' Airlines. Have a safe and fun landing.
The Intercom cuts off, and the camera angle cuts to one of the whole three rows of Skool-children
With a maniacal laugh from the cabin of the aircraft, there is a grinding sound, and the bottom of the airplane opens, dropping all of the students, fastened to their cushions, screaming, towards the ocean below
The bottom of the airplane closes again, and a stewardess goes about distributing new cushions
In mid-air, groups of 5-6 cushions combine together like robot-transformer- thingies and become life rafts before splashing down
The rafts all drift to shore and the children get out on the beach
Dib and Zim are in the same boat, and land a little ways down from the others
Dib: Eyes still wide from the sudden turn of events Well, THAT was different.
Zim stands up only to find his cushion still fastened to his behind via seatbelt
Zim: CURSE YOU SEATBELT!!! CURSE YOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU!!!
Camera zooms out from beach, several small clusters of children on a beach - continues zooming out from middle of an ocean - continues zoom out to view of earth. His yelling stops and there's a little echo
Gaz: Voice Whiner!
Camera zooms in again really fast until it's back where it was before - Dib splashes Zim with some salt water and Zim starts screaming and flailing limbs
Fade Out
End of Scene 2
A/N: More introductions and more FORMAL introductions will begin next chapter. Promise. ^^
And, as I mentioned before, more character submissions are will be accepted. ^^
Written by Dither
A/N: And so it begins . . . Still taking character submissions, of course ^^
Scene 2
Fade In
The class, as well as some others, are onboard a large aircraft, flying out over the ocean
Dib: Looking around Wow, there are a bunch of kids I don't recognize here. They must have some from different Skools than we go to . . .
Zim: Situated in the seat next to Dib That's right Dib . . . dozens of HORRIBLE worm-children for me to influence. And to think, you probably won't survive to STOP me. Evil laughter chokecough
Dib points and laughs
Intercom squeaky noise
Pilot: Intercom This is your captain speaking, en route to the Island of Extreme Discomfort. Our ETA is approximately, . . . oh, I'd say, . . . about an hour. As you may have noticed, I've turned off the little . . . light-thingy for seatbelts. You can get up and move around if you want. Use the bathroom or whatever Long pause now is okay.
Intercom squeaky turn-offy noise
Dib: Unbuckles his seatbelt and gets up Zim, I need to use the bathroom, you just, stay their and . . . stay there. Don't hypnotize anyone or anything.
Zim: To Dib's back as Dib walks towards the back of the airplane YOU trying to command ME? We shall see filthy Dib-worm. Pulls communication thingy out of ID Pak GIR! The Dib mentioned something of a 'hipp-mo- tizing'. Have the Base run a check on this 'hippotazing'.
GIR: Over comm. OH-KAY!!! Hey Ba~se!
Base: Over comm. WH~AT!!
GIR: Over comm. Make me a hippo sam'ich!!
Comm. Goes static
Zim puts comm. Back in his Pak, and tries to jump out of seat, still held down with the seatbelt
Zim: RRR - RRR! Curse these human restraints! Wrestles with the seatbelt
Dib: Returns from bathroom Hey, there are some neat people on this plane! Waves to a short, brown-haired girl - was she, gothic? Hey, she's kinda cute . . . Sees Zim struggling with seatbelt Now that's just embarrassing. All your alien knowledge is no match for a simple Earthan . . . Earth seatbelt?
Zim continues wrestling with seatbelt while Dib watches in growing disgust
Dib: I can't sit near you. I'm going to meet some of the other kids we're gonna be stuck with.
Zim: Settles down once Dib has left Excellent. If I can just keep up the facade that I cannot operate his pathetic earth technology, then he will underestimate me, yes, this could work. Tries to open seatbelt again Oh CURSE this! I had it work before! Begins wrestling with seatbelt again
Dib walks down the aisles, observing the different students he's never seen before - and some he knows ALL to well
He sees a girl with blue hair with her nose buried in what looked like a compilation of every poem ever written - it was bigger than her head - her nose was literally buried ^^
Dib passes a number of kids listening to CD players, a number of them jotting things down on notepads with expensive-looking pens, one carving notes into a piece of wood with a knife, all of them writing what looked to be intricate notes, others making death lists, etc
Dib: Passing a couple of kids playing a road-trip game that looked like Operation, but had an alien instead of human Hey! Is that Alien Autopsy?
One of the few children hisses at him and bears claws - Dib flinches and backs away
One of the trio waves a hand, a girl with long blonde hair, calling off the hissing child
Galadriel: Calm yourself! Can you not see he is one of us? She grabs a hold of one of the corners of Dib's coat and holds it up for the others to see He wears the trench coat! The coat!
The hissing child desists
Galadriel: You'll have to forgive my associate, he's not used to there be others like us. She reaches into a bag, her purse, and pulls out a couple Poop-flavored Sugary Candy-Sucks You want one? She hands out one to each of the group
Dib: Sure! Takes a sucker - wanders off down the aisle further Wow, it's been a long time since anyone's been NICE to me. This may be some fun after all . . . wait, Zim'll be there, scratch that thought.
Dib passes a kid from one of the other classes in his Skool. The boy is typing something furiously on a laptop. There is a lizard on his shoulder, staring at the screen, and on the laptop are a couple stickers that read: "I see STUPID people", "Hypnosis Rocks!" and "Byte me"
Dib leaned over the boy's shoulder to read what he was typing, but the words scroll by too fast for him to read - he gives up and goes to walk down the other aisle when the pilot comes on the Intercom again
Pilot: Over Intercom This is your captain speaking. We managed to catch a tailwind, so we'll arrive at our destination shortly. Please return to your seats. Notice I have activated the seatbelt-light-thingy, so please, also fasten your seatbelts.
Some indistinguishable noises over the Intercom, and then the pilot is back
Pilot: Apparently, there is no landing strip on the island, so you will be parachuted in. We are five minutes in, and closing, return to your seats . . . NOW.
All the children return to there seats immediately, and a buzz like locusts descending on a field is heard. Everyone is talking about this new development - parachuting? What kind of island WAS this?
Pilot: Thank you all for flying 'Cheep Flites For U' Airlines. Have a safe and fun landing.
The Intercom cuts off, and the camera angle cuts to one of the whole three rows of Skool-children
With a maniacal laugh from the cabin of the aircraft, there is a grinding sound, and the bottom of the airplane opens, dropping all of the students, fastened to their cushions, screaming, towards the ocean below
The bottom of the airplane closes again, and a stewardess goes about distributing new cushions
In mid-air, groups of 5-6 cushions combine together like robot-transformer- thingies and become life rafts before splashing down
The rafts all drift to shore and the children get out on the beach
Dib and Zim are in the same boat, and land a little ways down from the others
Dib: Eyes still wide from the sudden turn of events Well, THAT was different.
Zim stands up only to find his cushion still fastened to his behind via seatbelt
Zim: CURSE YOU SEATBELT!!! CURSE YOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU!!!
Camera zooms out from beach, several small clusters of children on a beach - continues zooming out from middle of an ocean - continues zoom out to view of earth. His yelling stops and there's a little echo
Gaz: Voice Whiner!
Camera zooms in again really fast until it's back where it was before - Dib splashes Zim with some salt water and Zim starts screaming and flailing limbs
Fade Out
End of Scene 2
A/N: More introductions and more FORMAL introductions will begin next chapter. Promise. ^^
And, as I mentioned before, more character submissions are will be accepted. ^^