~ SPACE: MONTHS LATER ~
"Dib...oh DIB! Where are you now? I miss you..." I was still wailing for my love, I can't get over things like this quickly. "Oh.....it's just not the same, anymore!!!!!!! God damn I hate my life!!!!! My wonderful little DIB! How much I love you more, when the skies tears us, apart..."
I've been sitting on that hover-board, with it flying now back in my home galaxy, crying and writing fake letters to him for about 3 months now. I kept changing back to my Irken form, but then sometimes I'll change my mind, and become human again. I just don't know which one I should truly be, and which form would be best for me and my soul mate, whoever that is now.
With my ongoing, agonizing depression, my Irken body has truly lost it, and I can barely lift an arm, or turn my head without the help of Scarlett. At least I wasn't this way alone, even if she is just a machine who has now less personality than ever. I threw most of my weapons away into the suns, since I molded them all into the shape of Dib's head. Either that or I carved the name 'DIB' all over it with his own blood. I actually licked that blood once. It was bitter, yet it had a sugary side to it.....
"Jil! I have indicated that a huge ship is coming this way, and we won't be lost without mechanically functional civilization anymore!" Scarlett reported to me, I recently installed new satellites to her system. "Turn your hover-board northeast and we'll be able to park it in its garage!"
I chnged into human, and tried to steer the board, but it was too heavy for me to move. "Ugh.... God, it's too heavy."
"The there's too much cargo, we need to drop something out of it now, or else!!"
I dropped a pin out of it, watching it float away. "Will that work? Heh!...Heh...."
"-_-" Scarlett made that expression on me, the one I liked the least. "You know what is to be given up, and I let you politely throw it out of here yourself, it's time you need more independence from me."
"....?"
"Give me the guitar, fucker!!"
"Never!!!! It's my only memory left of him!'
"Who, your ex-boyfriend again?"
"No, Johnny Depp, obviously! Jeez, you computers start to sicken me with your intelligence and dumb personality.....!"
I tried to punch her, but Scarlett dodged and used her spider legs to scratch me like a cat, but I grab them in time and swing her over into space. Unfortunately the laptop flew back at me, and held me down on the hover board, changing me to Irken form. I punch her once with an iron fist, but Scarlett sneaked back behind me and choked me, so I did a hard back kick at the machine. Some of her screws and chips fell off, but I still suspected the worst from my best friend, and blocked the guitar from her, but Scarlett flew with her dragonfly wings and almost threw it out into space.
I collapsed right on top of her. It was only a couple of minutes now, but already I felt weak and tired, so we kept fighting and Scarlett had to help me strangle her or kick her. The hover-board swayed and swayed and swooed like crazy until once again, me and Scarlet squashed ourselves to the windshield of, you guessed it-----The Massive.
~ INSIDE ~
"UGH!!! Another one!!!!" grunted Red, now eating nachos.
"Just when I was getting used to not having any bugs on our glass for over two years, we get this!!!!"
Oh shit, Red pondered, something I knew he'll do only when I'm or someone I cared about is involved, most likely in a painful way. "She looks so familiar...."
"As if we met up with her once and sent her off to space...."
"So she'll explode and die and never expose a very, very well kept secret."
They both glanced at each other, and said, ".....NAAAH!!!" simultaneously
"I'm hungry, time for 2nd breakfast!!" Purple said, leading the way to the kitchen.
~ BACK OUTSIDE ~
I slid off the glass, back in my human form, before anyone could see. Scarlet climbed back into my PAK, along with my hover-board, but my electric guitar was out and in my arms. I climbed and walked around on top of the Massive, and went through a vent and landed in the pitch black, and very spacy garage. I've made my settlements here, even though I hated being on Irk's most powerful ship, it felt like a home to me.
For the next two weeks I stole food in the cafeteria, stole cushions from the bed chambers, and even switched a couple of electric plug-ins and operative systems just to get them freaked out by some kind of 'ghost'! HA! They've always been so pathetic. No one noticed my existence, and I always kept my human body on at all times now, since my other is now completely useless.
"This is the life, ain't it?" I said to my Scarlett, no longer killing her but eating a meal with her (even though computers only consume data and numbers like '0000000010101001010101010101001010101')
"'Ain't' word not found in dictionary. It's a fake! It's fake! IT'S A FAKE!"
'If only I can fix up your attitude, you wouldn't act so freaky. But you have some kind of virus in you, just like me...." The computer chips and screws I actually knocked over during the fight were anti-virus programs that protected machines from ever getting sick. I felt bad for her that I have ruined her, just like Zim ruined me.
"What would be on today's schedule for tasks and meaningless acts of violence and terror? You have listed NONE to-day."
"I haven't? Well, now I get to finally have the opportunity to do what I always wanted to do since I hitchhiked this ship and Dib broke up with me. Settle down, do absolutely nothing and forget about my Earth and Irk life. Yeah..."
~ THE NEXT DAY. PLUS SEVERAL DAYS AFTER THAT ONE DAY ~
I sighed, being on a ship bored to death for days and days without a life to live in is a waste of time. "Boy, I'm so sick of this place! I'm gonna go down to Planet Vort, and force those Vortians to set up a new me!!"
Though I did some thinking and palnning to make myself a new life, which was worth the trouble. "I just don't belong with the human lover life, or the freakishly-deformed Irken one!"
I packed up my things, and emptied out all the futile stuff in my PAK which reminded me of my human and Irken lives. I've moved on. My attributes of being a rebel or an assassin are pretty much over. But my love for Dib is still in my heart. I still cried by the fact that he hated me now, for being what I was born to be and the evil, menacing gang behind it. Every hour or so I would play a new love song on my electric guitar to cheer me up. But only Scarlet can give me the advice I needed.
"You gave up everything else you loved, but that traitor-human-bitch is still on your mind! He's not gonna like you anymore, no matter how much you convinced him that you aren't the enemy, no matter how many of his girlfriends are buried. He isn't coming back for you, and you're not coming back for him!! Create a new you, starting with your attitude and mind."
"He ain't no bitch, you know...." I mumbled.
Scarlett heard, shrugged and sighed at me. "Do it for yourself, at least, please?"
"Fine. I'm better off being a rebel of the Irken Empire or a soldier for an army than anything. I do have a new interest in military strategy and Vortian life....Good riddance to true love!"
Me and Scarlet got on my hover-board, and rode down onto the miles and miles of passing stars and blackness, through blue skies and finally getting closer to the land. We crash landed in a middle of a desert right inside some kind of tiny fort. I've made a new settlement to this new house, and started to work on plans to contract the Vortians. Simple: Go find the main building. Go up to the medical engineer. Kick her/his ass, and walk away in a new, fresh Irken bod.
"Wow....I never knew Vort had massive deserts, tropical forests, and a pizza place floating 10 feet in the air!! I must be in the 4th Dimensional Region, the 12th and final region of Vort to be civilized and claimed!"
"Uhh...according to my satellite locator, we're actually on Planet Meekrob."
Fuck the damn ship! Well, I guess we shouldn't be far from Planet Vort now, just short enough of a trip to empty my fuel tank, then I can refill it there! Woo! I'm smart!"
"Planet Vort is 432,809,845,974, miles away from us."
"BULLSHIT!!!" I yelled, stomping my now-human feet onto the hot sand. "Let's play it! I love that game!!" I got a deck of cards out of nowhere.
"Vort is very, very far away from us!! It'll take months to get there, and this is only because of the random planet movement decade had just started about yesterday, and in 10 years or so, we'll be about 44 miles from Vort."
"....Fuckdamnitbullshitass!!"
"Dib...oh DIB! Where are you now? I miss you..." I was still wailing for my love, I can't get over things like this quickly. "Oh.....it's just not the same, anymore!!!!!!! God damn I hate my life!!!!! My wonderful little DIB! How much I love you more, when the skies tears us, apart..."
I've been sitting on that hover-board, with it flying now back in my home galaxy, crying and writing fake letters to him for about 3 months now. I kept changing back to my Irken form, but then sometimes I'll change my mind, and become human again. I just don't know which one I should truly be, and which form would be best for me and my soul mate, whoever that is now.
With my ongoing, agonizing depression, my Irken body has truly lost it, and I can barely lift an arm, or turn my head without the help of Scarlett. At least I wasn't this way alone, even if she is just a machine who has now less personality than ever. I threw most of my weapons away into the suns, since I molded them all into the shape of Dib's head. Either that or I carved the name 'DIB' all over it with his own blood. I actually licked that blood once. It was bitter, yet it had a sugary side to it.....
"Jil! I have indicated that a huge ship is coming this way, and we won't be lost without mechanically functional civilization anymore!" Scarlett reported to me, I recently installed new satellites to her system. "Turn your hover-board northeast and we'll be able to park it in its garage!"
I chnged into human, and tried to steer the board, but it was too heavy for me to move. "Ugh.... God, it's too heavy."
"The there's too much cargo, we need to drop something out of it now, or else!!"
I dropped a pin out of it, watching it float away. "Will that work? Heh!...Heh...."
"-_-" Scarlett made that expression on me, the one I liked the least. "You know what is to be given up, and I let you politely throw it out of here yourself, it's time you need more independence from me."
"....?"
"Give me the guitar, fucker!!"
"Never!!!! It's my only memory left of him!'
"Who, your ex-boyfriend again?"
"No, Johnny Depp, obviously! Jeez, you computers start to sicken me with your intelligence and dumb personality.....!"
I tried to punch her, but Scarlett dodged and used her spider legs to scratch me like a cat, but I grab them in time and swing her over into space. Unfortunately the laptop flew back at me, and held me down on the hover board, changing me to Irken form. I punch her once with an iron fist, but Scarlett sneaked back behind me and choked me, so I did a hard back kick at the machine. Some of her screws and chips fell off, but I still suspected the worst from my best friend, and blocked the guitar from her, but Scarlett flew with her dragonfly wings and almost threw it out into space.
I collapsed right on top of her. It was only a couple of minutes now, but already I felt weak and tired, so we kept fighting and Scarlett had to help me strangle her or kick her. The hover-board swayed and swayed and swooed like crazy until once again, me and Scarlet squashed ourselves to the windshield of, you guessed it-----The Massive.
~ INSIDE ~
"UGH!!! Another one!!!!" grunted Red, now eating nachos.
"Just when I was getting used to not having any bugs on our glass for over two years, we get this!!!!"
Oh shit, Red pondered, something I knew he'll do only when I'm or someone I cared about is involved, most likely in a painful way. "She looks so familiar...."
"As if we met up with her once and sent her off to space...."
"So she'll explode and die and never expose a very, very well kept secret."
They both glanced at each other, and said, ".....NAAAH!!!" simultaneously
"I'm hungry, time for 2nd breakfast!!" Purple said, leading the way to the kitchen.
~ BACK OUTSIDE ~
I slid off the glass, back in my human form, before anyone could see. Scarlet climbed back into my PAK, along with my hover-board, but my electric guitar was out and in my arms. I climbed and walked around on top of the Massive, and went through a vent and landed in the pitch black, and very spacy garage. I've made my settlements here, even though I hated being on Irk's most powerful ship, it felt like a home to me.
For the next two weeks I stole food in the cafeteria, stole cushions from the bed chambers, and even switched a couple of electric plug-ins and operative systems just to get them freaked out by some kind of 'ghost'! HA! They've always been so pathetic. No one noticed my existence, and I always kept my human body on at all times now, since my other is now completely useless.
"This is the life, ain't it?" I said to my Scarlett, no longer killing her but eating a meal with her (even though computers only consume data and numbers like '0000000010101001010101010101001010101')
"'Ain't' word not found in dictionary. It's a fake! It's fake! IT'S A FAKE!"
'If only I can fix up your attitude, you wouldn't act so freaky. But you have some kind of virus in you, just like me...." The computer chips and screws I actually knocked over during the fight were anti-virus programs that protected machines from ever getting sick. I felt bad for her that I have ruined her, just like Zim ruined me.
"What would be on today's schedule for tasks and meaningless acts of violence and terror? You have listed NONE to-day."
"I haven't? Well, now I get to finally have the opportunity to do what I always wanted to do since I hitchhiked this ship and Dib broke up with me. Settle down, do absolutely nothing and forget about my Earth and Irk life. Yeah..."
~ THE NEXT DAY. PLUS SEVERAL DAYS AFTER THAT ONE DAY ~
I sighed, being on a ship bored to death for days and days without a life to live in is a waste of time. "Boy, I'm so sick of this place! I'm gonna go down to Planet Vort, and force those Vortians to set up a new me!!"
Though I did some thinking and palnning to make myself a new life, which was worth the trouble. "I just don't belong with the human lover life, or the freakishly-deformed Irken one!"
I packed up my things, and emptied out all the futile stuff in my PAK which reminded me of my human and Irken lives. I've moved on. My attributes of being a rebel or an assassin are pretty much over. But my love for Dib is still in my heart. I still cried by the fact that he hated me now, for being what I was born to be and the evil, menacing gang behind it. Every hour or so I would play a new love song on my electric guitar to cheer me up. But only Scarlet can give me the advice I needed.
"You gave up everything else you loved, but that traitor-human-bitch is still on your mind! He's not gonna like you anymore, no matter how much you convinced him that you aren't the enemy, no matter how many of his girlfriends are buried. He isn't coming back for you, and you're not coming back for him!! Create a new you, starting with your attitude and mind."
"He ain't no bitch, you know...." I mumbled.
Scarlett heard, shrugged and sighed at me. "Do it for yourself, at least, please?"
"Fine. I'm better off being a rebel of the Irken Empire or a soldier for an army than anything. I do have a new interest in military strategy and Vortian life....Good riddance to true love!"
Me and Scarlet got on my hover-board, and rode down onto the miles and miles of passing stars and blackness, through blue skies and finally getting closer to the land. We crash landed in a middle of a desert right inside some kind of tiny fort. I've made a new settlement to this new house, and started to work on plans to contract the Vortians. Simple: Go find the main building. Go up to the medical engineer. Kick her/his ass, and walk away in a new, fresh Irken bod.
"Wow....I never knew Vort had massive deserts, tropical forests, and a pizza place floating 10 feet in the air!! I must be in the 4th Dimensional Region, the 12th and final region of Vort to be civilized and claimed!"
"Uhh...according to my satellite locator, we're actually on Planet Meekrob."
Fuck the damn ship! Well, I guess we shouldn't be far from Planet Vort now, just short enough of a trip to empty my fuel tank, then I can refill it there! Woo! I'm smart!"
"Planet Vort is 432,809,845,974, miles away from us."
"BULLSHIT!!!" I yelled, stomping my now-human feet onto the hot sand. "Let's play it! I love that game!!" I got a deck of cards out of nowhere.
"Vort is very, very far away from us!! It'll take months to get there, and this is only because of the random planet movement decade had just started about yesterday, and in 10 years or so, we'll be about 44 miles from Vort."
"....Fuckdamnitbullshitass!!"
