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Persons who's name is "ME" but isn't me as in Noodletwin, that was Mr. Vasquez. ^_^
Now for chapter two, I rip off celebrity Death Match!
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The only door that lead out of the room opened, with Zim on the other side smiling demonically. Dib arose from his seat on a crate of random objects and said "I have a deal for you, Alien!"
"And what would that be, stink beast?" Zim shot back, not one to give up.
"A fight between the both of us! If I win, Me Miss. D and Mr. C an leave. If you win, you can use your Doom machine on me first!" Dib had a gleam in his eye. He was up to something.
"Fine then. I have just the place for this too, come now, all of you vile earth beings, to the elevator," Zim said, leading the group.
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Dib and Zim were in a boxing style ring with an irken logo printed in the middle. This was one of Zim's............ oddest things in his collection of stuff. Devi and Johnny were in an observation booth a few yards away from the ring, with a microphone in front of them. Zim had instructed them to be announcers and do announcing type things, and had GIR be his audience.
Johnny leaned to the microphone in front of him and began doing a commentary due to lack of anything better to do. "Welcome to Paranormal Doom Fight, I'm Johnny C."
Johnny nudged Devi in the shoulder after a few seconds to cue her in that its her line. She looked up from her outwards gaze to nowhere and muttered "And I'm Pete Suhut." Johnny reached for his boot, and Devi quickly blurted "I mean Devi D!"
"Well, looks as if this isn't a fair fight. Zim has that pak thing and all Dib has..... is..... well himself," Johnny said, trying to amuse himself. He looked at Devi, trying to get her to say something. "It isn't a fair match up, is it DEVI?"
"Wha- oh, of course not," Devi replied, who was more worried about where her Mace went. She was about to pass out in fear. She was sitting next to a homicidal maniac and in the underground base of an idiotic alien.
Gir walked up to the arena and pushed a red button on the side. The bell dinged for round one to begin. Zim went up front and used his pak to generate the spider legs. Zim charged the laser, and just as he was going to shoot it, the bell dinged. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?" Zim yelled. He looked over to see GIR in a fit of giggles. GIR pushed the button a few more times, distracting Zim with the shrill dinging of the bell.
"Well look what we've got here," Devi said. She figured she had nothing better to do so she might as well play along. "What will Zim do?"
"Never mind Zim, looks like Dib is up to something," Johnny observed, noticing Dib doing something with his pants.
As a yellow liquid streamed from Dib's midsection, Zim was at the end of the shot and shrieked in agony from the yellow substance frying through his skin. "Well look at that, looks as if the mighty Zim has a weak point," Johnny exclaimed. He was happy to see that Zim's skin was being fried through. Devi on the other hand was appalled and was vommiting to her right, making a bit of a mess.
A few seconds later, Zim stopped screaming, or stopped existing, whichever came first and Dib was relived in more then one way. "Well, that was interesting," Dib announced to the two who made their way down from the platform to the arena floor. "Now how do we get out?"
"I thought you knew," Johnny said.
"Is their anywhere I can get something to drink," Devi asked, the taste of vomit fresh in her mouth.
"Well, according to how much I can remember without my laptop, I'd say were about fourty levels underneath the ground," Dib hypothesized.
"Then the only way out is to go down, then up," Johnny said, recalling his own home.
"What?" Devi and Dib chimed together.
"Underneath the ring is a door. We go under and down through the trap door, and then up to the ground floor," Johnny explained. Just because he always used the stairs in his home, he knew the elevator routes too. Besides, going down the stairs scares the victims more, he thought.
"You better be right," Devi said. Her mace was in her pocket and she was more then glad to use it.
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Yeah, I know this was very short, but the chapter are probably going to be like that......... Next up is Kareoke and song fics rip offs!! REVIEW!!
Persons who's name is "ME" but isn't me as in Noodletwin, that was Mr. Vasquez. ^_^
Now for chapter two, I rip off celebrity Death Match!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The only door that lead out of the room opened, with Zim on the other side smiling demonically. Dib arose from his seat on a crate of random objects and said "I have a deal for you, Alien!"
"And what would that be, stink beast?" Zim shot back, not one to give up.
"A fight between the both of us! If I win, Me Miss. D and Mr. C an leave. If you win, you can use your Doom machine on me first!" Dib had a gleam in his eye. He was up to something.
"Fine then. I have just the place for this too, come now, all of you vile earth beings, to the elevator," Zim said, leading the group.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Dib and Zim were in a boxing style ring with an irken logo printed in the middle. This was one of Zim's............ oddest things in his collection of stuff. Devi and Johnny were in an observation booth a few yards away from the ring, with a microphone in front of them. Zim had instructed them to be announcers and do announcing type things, and had GIR be his audience.
Johnny leaned to the microphone in front of him and began doing a commentary due to lack of anything better to do. "Welcome to Paranormal Doom Fight, I'm Johnny C."
Johnny nudged Devi in the shoulder after a few seconds to cue her in that its her line. She looked up from her outwards gaze to nowhere and muttered "And I'm Pete Suhut." Johnny reached for his boot, and Devi quickly blurted "I mean Devi D!"
"Well, looks as if this isn't a fair fight. Zim has that pak thing and all Dib has..... is..... well himself," Johnny said, trying to amuse himself. He looked at Devi, trying to get her to say something. "It isn't a fair match up, is it DEVI?"
"Wha- oh, of course not," Devi replied, who was more worried about where her Mace went. She was about to pass out in fear. She was sitting next to a homicidal maniac and in the underground base of an idiotic alien.
Gir walked up to the arena and pushed a red button on the side. The bell dinged for round one to begin. Zim went up front and used his pak to generate the spider legs. Zim charged the laser, and just as he was going to shoot it, the bell dinged. "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?" Zim yelled. He looked over to see GIR in a fit of giggles. GIR pushed the button a few more times, distracting Zim with the shrill dinging of the bell.
"Well look what we've got here," Devi said. She figured she had nothing better to do so she might as well play along. "What will Zim do?"
"Never mind Zim, looks like Dib is up to something," Johnny observed, noticing Dib doing something with his pants.
As a yellow liquid streamed from Dib's midsection, Zim was at the end of the shot and shrieked in agony from the yellow substance frying through his skin. "Well look at that, looks as if the mighty Zim has a weak point," Johnny exclaimed. He was happy to see that Zim's skin was being fried through. Devi on the other hand was appalled and was vommiting to her right, making a bit of a mess.
A few seconds later, Zim stopped screaming, or stopped existing, whichever came first and Dib was relived in more then one way. "Well, that was interesting," Dib announced to the two who made their way down from the platform to the arena floor. "Now how do we get out?"
"I thought you knew," Johnny said.
"Is their anywhere I can get something to drink," Devi asked, the taste of vomit fresh in her mouth.
"Well, according to how much I can remember without my laptop, I'd say were about fourty levels underneath the ground," Dib hypothesized.
"Then the only way out is to go down, then up," Johnny said, recalling his own home.
"What?" Devi and Dib chimed together.
"Underneath the ring is a door. We go under and down through the trap door, and then up to the ground floor," Johnny explained. Just because he always used the stairs in his home, he knew the elevator routes too. Besides, going down the stairs scares the victims more, he thought.
"You better be right," Devi said. Her mace was in her pocket and she was more then glad to use it.
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Yeah, I know this was very short, but the chapter are probably going to be like that......... Next up is Kareoke and song fics rip offs!! REVIEW!!