Hah hah... nother chapter. I should be getting around to writing that
ending... Time, time... such a pressing thing... I can almost count the
days till my departure to college on my fingers... animation will be a fun
profession...
*BEGIN THE READENING!!*
Dib ignored his comrade, Entirely, and began looking for a way out of their current situation. I shouldn't have said Dib was ignoring Zim entirely, because he's rather loud. The truth is that Dib was trying with all his might to ponder some way out, but the nevermore invader was interrupting his thought process.
"Zim, could you be quiet? I'm trying to figure a way out!"
"It's right over there" Zim stated nonchalantly.
"What?!"
"All these cells are made the same. I've had plenty of friends get put in these. All you have to do to get out is pry off the sheet metal in the third corner congruent with the angle of the entryway. It's a design flaw."
"Then let's go!"
"Huh?"
"Escape... and stop Tak..."
"Oh right!" Zim, suddenly realizing that his plethora of knowledge wasn't always useless, made for the spot he had specified and tried to work his fingers into the metal seams.
This, unsurprisingly, posed futile and Zim stepped back, scratching his head.
"Zim?" the boy cocked his head to the side. "The guns" Dib stated surely.
"Lasers" Zim corrected, as he pulled out the concealed weapon and aimed it at the sheet metal. Dib watched as the lavender material slowly warped and melted onto the floor. Zim, seemingly not waiting for the newly liquidized metal to cool, reached for the exposed panel, getting a nasty surprise when the heated surface burned his hand. This gave way to shrieking and many an expletive. Dib merely sighed and shook his head.
Tak was very happy about the recent turn of events. Sure it made her uneasy to have her enemies so close, but at least she knew they were securely locked away and out of the picture.
"Hurry up!" she shrieked to one of the robotic workers as it and its compatriots hauled a hollow cylinder into the mechanized hatchway. Time was a pressing thing and she didn't care to waste it. Her defeat had taught her a thing or two about delaying.
"You're moving too slow!" she exclaimed with a growl. She stared with anticipation at a large overhead display screen. It depicted a series of Irken numerals which were slowly, too slowly for her, cycling down to the defeat of humanity.
Meanwhile, Zim had reserved himself to not burning himself further. Instead, he forced Dib to do the laborious task of emptying the panel of its wiring and other obstructive elements. Dib didn't like being ordered around.
"Pain!" Zim exclaimed, while gesturing to his hand.
"It's not even red anymore! You know more about this than I do. You should do it!" Zim glared at the boy who was making little progress.
"Fine!" he exclaimed, pushing Dib out of the way and grasping a rather large piece of the impediment, ripping it from its holding. A few more seconds of digging into the wall and he had broken the other side of the barrier. Zim crawled his way through first, followed by Dib. As the boys cleared their enclosure, both took in their new surroundings. The oppressively light lavender room had given way to a dark purple one laced with wires and mostly encased in shadows.
Zim rushed to this new room's doorway, swerving to the side so he could glance around the corner before proceeding. At this juncture, stealth was definitely called for. Dib followed behind Zim, with covert skill.
Zim leaned out from their cover and looked into the next room. It was similar to the last, yet not so darkly shaded, thus diminishing their cover. Zim's eyes fixated on a cluster of Irken symbols which he read aloud.
"Evaporation Device this way..." He rushed out into the chamber, darting for the nearest cover. Dib waited a moment, checking to make sure he wouldn't be detected and bolted to another nearby hideaway, checking to make sure the next move would be a safe one. He then signaled to Zim, leaving them both to proceed forward in search of new cover.
Zim slunk down in the shadow of a ceiling wire and glared forward into the next entryway. All appeared safe and he rushed forward, oblivious to the wall mounted lasers which shot at his heels as he hurried across the expanse. Zim turned to shoot at the offending devices. In doing so, he was not watching his path, which was soon obstructed by a large robot as the type that had nabbed him and Dib in the restaurant. Zim ran headlong into it, falling backward onto the grey-tinged purple floor tiles. He looked up to see the machine's left arm shift into a laser riffle which was pointed directly at his head.
"Gasp!" Yes, he quite literally said gasp... and a few milliseconds preceding this utterance, a solitary laser bolt came forth and hit the robot directly in the optics. It swung back violently, surprised by the solitary beam. Zim quickly brought forth his own laser and shot the thrashing robot four times directly in the chest plate. It dipped and swung a bit before falling motionless in front of its attacker.
Zim glanced back at Dib whose laser was held out nervously. Zim rushed for his next cover as Dib composed himself and made across the floor. Using a paintball or water gun was one thing, but shooting an actual lethal weapon was a bit different. Dib glanced nervously at the laser he held in his grip. He hadn't expected to use it.
*DONE!*
Oh yes, I don't own anything here, you know... disclaimers happen...
*BEGIN THE READENING!!*
Dib ignored his comrade, Entirely, and began looking for a way out of their current situation. I shouldn't have said Dib was ignoring Zim entirely, because he's rather loud. The truth is that Dib was trying with all his might to ponder some way out, but the nevermore invader was interrupting his thought process.
"Zim, could you be quiet? I'm trying to figure a way out!"
"It's right over there" Zim stated nonchalantly.
"What?!"
"All these cells are made the same. I've had plenty of friends get put in these. All you have to do to get out is pry off the sheet metal in the third corner congruent with the angle of the entryway. It's a design flaw."
"Then let's go!"
"Huh?"
"Escape... and stop Tak..."
"Oh right!" Zim, suddenly realizing that his plethora of knowledge wasn't always useless, made for the spot he had specified and tried to work his fingers into the metal seams.
This, unsurprisingly, posed futile and Zim stepped back, scratching his head.
"Zim?" the boy cocked his head to the side. "The guns" Dib stated surely.
"Lasers" Zim corrected, as he pulled out the concealed weapon and aimed it at the sheet metal. Dib watched as the lavender material slowly warped and melted onto the floor. Zim, seemingly not waiting for the newly liquidized metal to cool, reached for the exposed panel, getting a nasty surprise when the heated surface burned his hand. This gave way to shrieking and many an expletive. Dib merely sighed and shook his head.
Tak was very happy about the recent turn of events. Sure it made her uneasy to have her enemies so close, but at least she knew they were securely locked away and out of the picture.
"Hurry up!" she shrieked to one of the robotic workers as it and its compatriots hauled a hollow cylinder into the mechanized hatchway. Time was a pressing thing and she didn't care to waste it. Her defeat had taught her a thing or two about delaying.
"You're moving too slow!" she exclaimed with a growl. She stared with anticipation at a large overhead display screen. It depicted a series of Irken numerals which were slowly, too slowly for her, cycling down to the defeat of humanity.
Meanwhile, Zim had reserved himself to not burning himself further. Instead, he forced Dib to do the laborious task of emptying the panel of its wiring and other obstructive elements. Dib didn't like being ordered around.
"Pain!" Zim exclaimed, while gesturing to his hand.
"It's not even red anymore! You know more about this than I do. You should do it!" Zim glared at the boy who was making little progress.
"Fine!" he exclaimed, pushing Dib out of the way and grasping a rather large piece of the impediment, ripping it from its holding. A few more seconds of digging into the wall and he had broken the other side of the barrier. Zim crawled his way through first, followed by Dib. As the boys cleared their enclosure, both took in their new surroundings. The oppressively light lavender room had given way to a dark purple one laced with wires and mostly encased in shadows.
Zim rushed to this new room's doorway, swerving to the side so he could glance around the corner before proceeding. At this juncture, stealth was definitely called for. Dib followed behind Zim, with covert skill.
Zim leaned out from their cover and looked into the next room. It was similar to the last, yet not so darkly shaded, thus diminishing their cover. Zim's eyes fixated on a cluster of Irken symbols which he read aloud.
"Evaporation Device this way..." He rushed out into the chamber, darting for the nearest cover. Dib waited a moment, checking to make sure he wouldn't be detected and bolted to another nearby hideaway, checking to make sure the next move would be a safe one. He then signaled to Zim, leaving them both to proceed forward in search of new cover.
Zim slunk down in the shadow of a ceiling wire and glared forward into the next entryway. All appeared safe and he rushed forward, oblivious to the wall mounted lasers which shot at his heels as he hurried across the expanse. Zim turned to shoot at the offending devices. In doing so, he was not watching his path, which was soon obstructed by a large robot as the type that had nabbed him and Dib in the restaurant. Zim ran headlong into it, falling backward onto the grey-tinged purple floor tiles. He looked up to see the machine's left arm shift into a laser riffle which was pointed directly at his head.
"Gasp!" Yes, he quite literally said gasp... and a few milliseconds preceding this utterance, a solitary laser bolt came forth and hit the robot directly in the optics. It swung back violently, surprised by the solitary beam. Zim quickly brought forth his own laser and shot the thrashing robot four times directly in the chest plate. It dipped and swung a bit before falling motionless in front of its attacker.
Zim glanced back at Dib whose laser was held out nervously. Zim rushed for his next cover as Dib composed himself and made across the floor. Using a paintball or water gun was one thing, but shooting an actual lethal weapon was a bit different. Dib glanced nervously at the laser he held in his grip. He hadn't expected to use it.
*DONE!*
Oh yes, I don't own anything here, you know... disclaimers happen...