When I woke up today, I tried tasting cinnamon rolls with syrup. It didn't taste that good. It didn't taste bad either, how could something taste bad with SYRUP? O_O But, I didn't end up liking it that much, and I just dipped one small bit of cinnamon roll in syrup, so I didn't get a huge sugar high. v_v
Okay, enough rambling. You can all just read the story happily, because I do not own invader zim. ^^
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Dib sat in his Dad's lab listening to the song that plays on "BOW TO ZIM". Actually, not quite listening to it as much as he was studying it, looking at a science type thing that had to do with sounds. (Vagueness. o_o;)
Dib: There has to be SOMETHING behind this song...
After some time of this, he deciphered the subliminal message.
Dib: "Submit to the Irken empire, this game is amazing, play it over and over again"... o_O So that's what I heard about irken...
Gaz *Yelling from the living room, or whatever room has the TV and game systems*: Shut up with that song already, it almost made me lose a life!
Dib *Ignoring his angry sister*: Now, what can I do to stop Zim? *He goes through the game's files, hoping to find something that might help him*
Now we leave Dib to the boringness of planning and looking at...stuff. File-y stuff.
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Zim is being interviewed by random game magazine!
Random game magazine staff member: Now, Zim, how did you come up with the idea for your game, "BOW TO ZIM"?
Zim: It was quite easy for someone as AMAZING as myself.
RGM: Yes, I'm sure. But HOW?
Zim: You ask too many questions, human-stink beast! *Pauses* Er, yes, I thought of it while...playing! With my... perfectly human worm baby friends! Ahahaha...
RGM: Okay...*Looks at a piece of paper* Okay, what kind games do you like to play?
Zim: Human ones. For I am normal.
RGM: ...No, I mean do you like RPGs, platformers, action, puzzle, shooter, what?
Zim: ......All of them! Yes, all of them! They're all so wonderful! And...things!
RGM: Uh...huh.... Okay.... then... what games are you working on now?
Zim: ...I have to make MORE of those stinky "Video Games"?! *Seemingly forgetting that the staff person is still there* GIR!
GIR: *Walks over to Zim, licking an ice cream cone* Whatizit?
Zim: GIR, make a Video game, now!
GIR: Okeee! *Runs off and starts making a video game*
RGM: ...
Zim: You're done?
RGM: Wha? No, a few more questions left... *Consults the ever-present peice of paper* Why is your skin all green?
Zim: A skin condition, I'm afraid. It also took my ears and nose.
RGM: Oh... And do you use the internet?
Zim: O_o What is this "internet" you speak of, magazine-human?
RGM: Not enough time to go into that. Last question, do you like rain?
Zim: NO! There's no water anywhere, right?
RGM: ...no...
Zim: And that reminds me, I MUST BATHE IN PASTE! *Runs off to do pastebathing*
RGM: ...okaay. That'll be the last time I interview someone... *Starts leaving Zim's house, but ends up opening the door just as Dib was walking towards the house* Oh, you must be one of those little friends that the green kid was talking about.
Dib: What? Friends? With Zim? *Getting an idea* Er... yeah... Could you please leave the door open for me? We're such good friends, he said that I don't need to knock if I don't have to...
RGM: Okay, sure. *Walks away*
Dib, having fooled the easily-fooled RGM person, ran inside of Zim's base. And immediately noticed Zim wasn't around anywhere.
Dib: Zim! I know you're in here somewhere, Zim!
As for Zim, he doesn't hear Dib, who is starting to tear stuff up. _o But, just as Dib starts looking through stuff, GIR comes up through the elavator...thing.
GIR: Hiya Mr. Big-head! Imma watch the commercial show! *GIR sits on the couch and starts watching different commercials* No! Don't die, Steve! NOOO! *Cries* Why, Steve? I loveded youu! (Soap opera commercials? O_o)
Dib didn't notice GIR called him Mr. Big-head, because he was too busy looking at the elevator thing. After a couple moments, he figured out how to make it work, and would have headed into Zim's lab, if Zim himself hadn't come up from his paste-bathing just then. Dib, apparently with a bit of foresight to Zim's coming, hid behind the TV.
Zim: GIR! Why does it say that there's an intruder alert on the base computer?
GIR: *Still crying over Steve* STEEEVIEEEE!
Zim: ...I think I'll just inform the Tallest of my (amazing) (working) plan! Mwahahahahahahahaha!
Dib: *Thinking* Sheesh, it's dusty back here... O_O Oh, no... I--ah...--I'm going to--ahh...--sneeze. _o--Ahhchoo!
Zim: Eh? What was that? *Looks to where the sounds came from* It's the Dib-beast!
Dib: No it's not.
Zim: Reeeeally? Then why do you have such a big head? Only the Dib-beast has a head as big as THAT.
Dib: My head's not big!
Zim: Aha! And only the Dib-beast says his head is not big like that!
Dib: ...*Runs into the elevator, pressing the 'Close Doors' button before Zim can head into the elevator*
Zim: O_O Wha-?
Dib: Ha! A clean getaway! Now I'll be able to get proof AND stop Zim's plans!
And, suddenly, the elevator stops. And the song from "BOW TO ZIM - The video game" starts playing. Over. And over. And over... A small screen comes out of the elevator, with Zim on it.
Zim *On the screen*: I've turned the moving....thingie...on the elevator off, Dib-human. And NOW you're stuck! And you WILL bow to Zim! *Starts laughing maniacally, as Dib has a look of unhappifulness on his face.
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No, that's not the end. Dib's not my favorite character, but I can't leave him sitting in Zim's elevator like that. O_o But the next chapter will probably be the last one. Or not, if I get more ideas. Eeh. Now, I'm going to try and beat myself to not have this curse of short chapters. Good night. Or morning. Or something.
Okay, enough rambling. You can all just read the story happily, because I do not own invader zim. ^^
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Dib sat in his Dad's lab listening to the song that plays on "BOW TO ZIM". Actually, not quite listening to it as much as he was studying it, looking at a science type thing that had to do with sounds. (Vagueness. o_o;)
Dib: There has to be SOMETHING behind this song...
After some time of this, he deciphered the subliminal message.
Dib: "Submit to the Irken empire, this game is amazing, play it over and over again"... o_O So that's what I heard about irken...
Gaz *Yelling from the living room, or whatever room has the TV and game systems*: Shut up with that song already, it almost made me lose a life!
Dib *Ignoring his angry sister*: Now, what can I do to stop Zim? *He goes through the game's files, hoping to find something that might help him*
Now we leave Dib to the boringness of planning and looking at...stuff. File-y stuff.
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Zim is being interviewed by random game magazine!
Random game magazine staff member: Now, Zim, how did you come up with the idea for your game, "BOW TO ZIM"?
Zim: It was quite easy for someone as AMAZING as myself.
RGM: Yes, I'm sure. But HOW?
Zim: You ask too many questions, human-stink beast! *Pauses* Er, yes, I thought of it while...playing! With my... perfectly human worm baby friends! Ahahaha...
RGM: Okay...*Looks at a piece of paper* Okay, what kind games do you like to play?
Zim: Human ones. For I am normal.
RGM: ...No, I mean do you like RPGs, platformers, action, puzzle, shooter, what?
Zim: ......All of them! Yes, all of them! They're all so wonderful! And...things!
RGM: Uh...huh.... Okay.... then... what games are you working on now?
Zim: ...I have to make MORE of those stinky "Video Games"?! *Seemingly forgetting that the staff person is still there* GIR!
GIR: *Walks over to Zim, licking an ice cream cone* Whatizit?
Zim: GIR, make a Video game, now!
GIR: Okeee! *Runs off and starts making a video game*
RGM: ...
Zim: You're done?
RGM: Wha? No, a few more questions left... *Consults the ever-present peice of paper* Why is your skin all green?
Zim: A skin condition, I'm afraid. It also took my ears and nose.
RGM: Oh... And do you use the internet?
Zim: O_o What is this "internet" you speak of, magazine-human?
RGM: Not enough time to go into that. Last question, do you like rain?
Zim: NO! There's no water anywhere, right?
RGM: ...no...
Zim: And that reminds me, I MUST BATHE IN PASTE! *Runs off to do pastebathing*
RGM: ...okaay. That'll be the last time I interview someone... *Starts leaving Zim's house, but ends up opening the door just as Dib was walking towards the house* Oh, you must be one of those little friends that the green kid was talking about.
Dib: What? Friends? With Zim? *Getting an idea* Er... yeah... Could you please leave the door open for me? We're such good friends, he said that I don't need to knock if I don't have to...
RGM: Okay, sure. *Walks away*
Dib, having fooled the easily-fooled RGM person, ran inside of Zim's base. And immediately noticed Zim wasn't around anywhere.
Dib: Zim! I know you're in here somewhere, Zim!
As for Zim, he doesn't hear Dib, who is starting to tear stuff up. _o But, just as Dib starts looking through stuff, GIR comes up through the elavator...thing.
GIR: Hiya Mr. Big-head! Imma watch the commercial show! *GIR sits on the couch and starts watching different commercials* No! Don't die, Steve! NOOO! *Cries* Why, Steve? I loveded youu! (Soap opera commercials? O_o)
Dib didn't notice GIR called him Mr. Big-head, because he was too busy looking at the elevator thing. After a couple moments, he figured out how to make it work, and would have headed into Zim's lab, if Zim himself hadn't come up from his paste-bathing just then. Dib, apparently with a bit of foresight to Zim's coming, hid behind the TV.
Zim: GIR! Why does it say that there's an intruder alert on the base computer?
GIR: *Still crying over Steve* STEEEVIEEEE!
Zim: ...I think I'll just inform the Tallest of my (amazing) (working) plan! Mwahahahahahahahaha!
Dib: *Thinking* Sheesh, it's dusty back here... O_O Oh, no... I--ah...--I'm going to--ahh...--sneeze. _o--Ahhchoo!
Zim: Eh? What was that? *Looks to where the sounds came from* It's the Dib-beast!
Dib: No it's not.
Zim: Reeeeally? Then why do you have such a big head? Only the Dib-beast has a head as big as THAT.
Dib: My head's not big!
Zim: Aha! And only the Dib-beast says his head is not big like that!
Dib: ...*Runs into the elevator, pressing the 'Close Doors' button before Zim can head into the elevator*
Zim: O_O Wha-?
Dib: Ha! A clean getaway! Now I'll be able to get proof AND stop Zim's plans!
And, suddenly, the elevator stops. And the song from "BOW TO ZIM - The video game" starts playing. Over. And over. And over... A small screen comes out of the elevator, with Zim on it.
Zim *On the screen*: I've turned the moving....thingie...on the elevator off, Dib-human. And NOW you're stuck! And you WILL bow to Zim! *Starts laughing maniacally, as Dib has a look of unhappifulness on his face.
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No, that's not the end. Dib's not my favorite character, but I can't leave him sitting in Zim's elevator like that. O_o But the next chapter will probably be the last one. Or not, if I get more ideas. Eeh. Now, I'm going to try and beat myself to not have this curse of short chapters. Good night. Or morning. Or something.