Brought to you by the creative brainmeats of such individuals as Aliet Faslami (AF), Maniacal Dragon (Lynne), JusticeCave (JC), Invader Bast (Bast), Aubri, and Tabby: a story of action, adventure, suspense, angst, romance, humor, and... other things.

SWORD OF DAMOCLES

We don't have a spooky slogan... so... commence the author's note and disclaimer.

AF: A new, brand new fic! Only this time, it's not just by me. This fic is written by 6 people in fact! Each chapter from a different perspective of a character, and written by a different author/authoress. It is based on our RP/SI universe and the actual IZ show. *ahem!* Anyway... I own Jendai and Ivy. The IZ characters are owned by their great creator, and the other people belong to themselves. Thank you and enjoy!

Lynne: We're not gonna be chased with pitchforks over this are we..? I mean... for our lack of enlightening the audience with the backstory prior to how this all came to be, past the IZ world on the show...

JC: Where's my Damocles buddy? =D

Lynne: He's in Quebec, JC.

Aubri: At the moment, yes, but for some reason I'm appearing here anyway.

Tabby: Jhonen Vasquez owns all the Invader Zim characters.

AF: I said that, Tabby.

Tabby: Yeah... but you didn't say his name...

Bast: That's because we all know it.

Zim: ZIM belongs to NO ONE!!!

AF: How'd you get here, Zim?

Zim: o.o I.. er.. HOW DARE YOU QUESTION THE PHANTOM!!

Dib: You know, Zim, I'm getting reeeaaally sick of you dropping nooses around my neck all the time.. when are you going to get off this kick?

Lynne: How does he get a noose past that big head to your neck? ¬.¬

Dib: I-- HEY!!

Zim: *cackles*

AF: Alright, mooshy, balloon-head, get out of here, both of you!! This is the author's note section!!

Dib: .; Gladly.

Zim: FINE! Uh.. Dib! Come over here and I shall drop a chandelier on your enormous head!! D

Tabby: You heard AF. ENOUGH!! Go away. Thank you. Now AF did we have anything else we wanted to say here?

AF: Um.. o.o I guess we really didn't, did we? Well, in that case... we will end the author's note right here.

Lynne: Wait wait... don't we need some dramatic fiddle music to start the story up with?

Zim: Did I hear someone call for the fid-ill master that is ZIIIIM!?

AF: No. Didn't we tell you to go away?

Lynne: Oh! Backstory! Read 'Oregon Trek of DOOM' which is me and Aliet's co-written project posted undermyprofileanditmightgiveagoodbackgroundtosomeofthecharactersandtheirrelationshipsWAAAAIT I'm not done yet!!

AF: Yes you are!! This author's note is too long already! .

Zim: May I play my FID-ILL now so that this filthy human audience will bow to MEEEE??

AF: No!

Jendai: Hey, AF, I can't find the whipped cream... and the plichinko machine in the fridge ate all my pickles...

AF: Gah! All of you, go away!! Author's note ending NOW! Please enjoy the story, for the final time!!

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