W00t Chapta twooooooooo!!! Yay. I don't have much to say about this. The
first bit might be a little confusing. But then again that might just be
me. You should be able to figure it out, cause you're obviously very smart
people. In case this information never reached you, this will eventually
evolve into a doom fic, but that won't be happening for a while (sorry.)
I've already got about 11 chapters done, but at least the dooming is very
close. It might be a bit longer since I realized that in the original
manuscript (in my notebook) there was hardly any Zim reference, so I'm
going to have to insert a few chapters in-between. So by about chapter 14
the dooming should start. Sorry if that's too long. Please, follow the
storyline and you will be rewarded with a place in the story.
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Zombie Fic of Doom Black Silver Chapter 2
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"- And today's Top Story. Worldwide, at precisely 8:30*, people have fallen into a coma. Ages-"
"-range is undefined, but ranges from young children to adults over 30."
"-large percent of these patients had a mutual-"
"-direct friendship with each other Through an Internet website named 'Fanfiction.net'. On further examination of these stories, it is found that their stories were all based-"
"-very same topic, a show named-"
"-called Invader Zim, a show written by-"
"-Jhonen Vasquez. A man who has written many comic books-"
"-more sadistic titles include I Feel Sick-"
" The Bad Art Collection, and Johnny the Homicidal-"
"Maniac. This questionable artist is with us now. Tell us, Mr. Vasquez, can you think of any reason WHY thousands of your fans suddenly collapsed?' 'Well I really-"
"-was quoted as, at first-"
"-had no idea why his fans had suddenly collapsed, but-"
"-pale, just after denying knowledge he-"
"-extreme explicative, and ran out of the room. Could this man-"
"-linked to this bizarre incident? Maybe, and in other news, in Kuw-"
(A/N: Whew, that was difficult to type, hopefully you could make sense of it.)
Herb Scannell turned off his television. He was fed up with the stupid news. " Damn kids, Ratings shouldn't go down though, they're practically adults, what would they be doing watching my network?" As he was muttering to himself, a tall, thin man burst into his office.
" HERB! Listen to me, you HAVE to put my show back on the air! Those kids in a coma-"
"Vasquez, I told you, I have neither the time, nor the money, nor the INTEREST to listen to you whine and complain and beg for me to put it back on. And your show just doesn't have the RATINGS. You've done this before-"
" THIS IS THE FIRST FUCKING TIME I'VE HAD AN ACTUALY REASON FOR COMPLAINING YOU BRAINLESS ASSHOLE!!! IF YOU DON'T PUT OT BACK THEY-"
" Security, get this guy out of here... and into a mental hospital, he's threatening me about some kids... poor sap." To Scannell's sadistic, cruel pleasure, that insane man, Jhonen Vasquez, was dragged away screaming. It didn't matter, that show was complete crap; it made sense, and it had, of all things, A PLOT LINE!! How evil. This only helped his popularity wit the parents. This Goth guy was sent to jail for threatening the head of a BELOVED children's station. Perfect.
"THEY'LL GET YOU SCANNELL!!! THOSE LETTERS THEY WROTE WEREN'T JOKES!!! PUT IT BACK IF YOU DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!! YOU STUPID IDIOT!!!! I'M WARNING YOU!!! THEY'LL GET YOU-" The door slammed in his face. Herb was impressed at the time it took to get him out of his office, the loser was stronger than he looked. He could still hear him in the hallway, yelling those colorful threats. He couldn't do anything to him, and neither could those damn kids. They were comatose for Christsake. As for those letters, they only proved those kid's mental . instabilities. The lines of a few letters filled his head.
'YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!! HOW DARE YOU CANCEL INVADER ZIM!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!'
'HOW COULD YOU! My friends and I are going to get you, you heartless bastard!'
' My cousins are in the Al Queda, and I'm gonna tell them to bomb that damn studio you work in, you asshole!!' (A/N: that might not be an appropriate comment, due to the current world situation, screw that. It's MY story.)
"Heh, those stupid kids, that's what you get for threatening me, a LONG stay in a hospital. Break in here? Kill ME? Easier said than done I'm afraid. Come within 50 feet of the studio, and you'll be in the Crazy house faster than you could say 'Butt Ugly Martians'. SECURITY! Bring. Them. In. We're going to have a little fun with our guests, now that their creator can't protect them...
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*Whine * You aren't going to like the chapter after this one. And I'm going to hate writing it. Does anyone know what he means? Argh! You people are going to hate me!!!! PWEEZE DON'T HURT ME!!!
As an after note. I hated writing the next chapter. Just so you know.
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Zombie Fic of Doom Black Silver Chapter 2
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"- And today's Top Story. Worldwide, at precisely 8:30*, people have fallen into a coma. Ages-"
"-range is undefined, but ranges from young children to adults over 30."
"-large percent of these patients had a mutual-"
"-direct friendship with each other Through an Internet website named 'Fanfiction.net'. On further examination of these stories, it is found that their stories were all based-"
"-very same topic, a show named-"
"-called Invader Zim, a show written by-"
"-Jhonen Vasquez. A man who has written many comic books-"
"-more sadistic titles include I Feel Sick-"
" The Bad Art Collection, and Johnny the Homicidal-"
"Maniac. This questionable artist is with us now. Tell us, Mr. Vasquez, can you think of any reason WHY thousands of your fans suddenly collapsed?' 'Well I really-"
"-was quoted as, at first-"
"-had no idea why his fans had suddenly collapsed, but-"
"-pale, just after denying knowledge he-"
"-extreme explicative, and ran out of the room. Could this man-"
"-linked to this bizarre incident? Maybe, and in other news, in Kuw-"
(A/N: Whew, that was difficult to type, hopefully you could make sense of it.)
Herb Scannell turned off his television. He was fed up with the stupid news. " Damn kids, Ratings shouldn't go down though, they're practically adults, what would they be doing watching my network?" As he was muttering to himself, a tall, thin man burst into his office.
" HERB! Listen to me, you HAVE to put my show back on the air! Those kids in a coma-"
"Vasquez, I told you, I have neither the time, nor the money, nor the INTEREST to listen to you whine and complain and beg for me to put it back on. And your show just doesn't have the RATINGS. You've done this before-"
" THIS IS THE FIRST FUCKING TIME I'VE HAD AN ACTUALY REASON FOR COMPLAINING YOU BRAINLESS ASSHOLE!!! IF YOU DON'T PUT OT BACK THEY-"
" Security, get this guy out of here... and into a mental hospital, he's threatening me about some kids... poor sap." To Scannell's sadistic, cruel pleasure, that insane man, Jhonen Vasquez, was dragged away screaming. It didn't matter, that show was complete crap; it made sense, and it had, of all things, A PLOT LINE!! How evil. This only helped his popularity wit the parents. This Goth guy was sent to jail for threatening the head of a BELOVED children's station. Perfect.
"THEY'LL GET YOU SCANNELL!!! THOSE LETTERS THEY WROTE WEREN'T JOKES!!! PUT IT BACK IF YOU DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!! YOU STUPID IDIOT!!!! I'M WARNING YOU!!! THEY'LL GET YOU-" The door slammed in his face. Herb was impressed at the time it took to get him out of his office, the loser was stronger than he looked. He could still hear him in the hallway, yelling those colorful threats. He couldn't do anything to him, and neither could those damn kids. They were comatose for Christsake. As for those letters, they only proved those kid's mental . instabilities. The lines of a few letters filled his head.
'YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!! HOW DARE YOU CANCEL INVADER ZIM!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!'
'HOW COULD YOU! My friends and I are going to get you, you heartless bastard!'
' My cousins are in the Al Queda, and I'm gonna tell them to bomb that damn studio you work in, you asshole!!' (A/N: that might not be an appropriate comment, due to the current world situation, screw that. It's MY story.)
"Heh, those stupid kids, that's what you get for threatening me, a LONG stay in a hospital. Break in here? Kill ME? Easier said than done I'm afraid. Come within 50 feet of the studio, and you'll be in the Crazy house faster than you could say 'Butt Ugly Martians'. SECURITY! Bring. Them. In. We're going to have a little fun with our guests, now that their creator can't protect them...
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*Whine * You aren't going to like the chapter after this one. And I'm going to hate writing it. Does anyone know what he means? Argh! You people are going to hate me!!!! PWEEZE DON'T HURT ME!!!
As an after note. I hated writing the next chapter. Just so you know.
