Time until Eviction: 1 hour.
Fav for Eviction: Purple and Dib
Purple: are these people trying to help me? Because they're doing a bad job at it.
Box: don't worry, you might get out alive, somebody's trying to blackmail the author.
The distant rumblings of angry fangirls and hideous screaming pain is heard.
Dib: alternately, the author's wrath could be even worse.
Gir: could beee….
Purple: you're not making feel any better. Hey Dib, if I go first, you'll be stuck in an elevator….all alone…with Zim…
Gir: AND ME!
Purple: aw Gir! You ruined the moment…
Dib: the horrible realisation dawns on him WHY IS THE WORLD AGAINST ME?
Gir: heehee!
Zim: pokes Dib in the eye
Dib: What was that for?
Zim: to wake you from your horrid nightmare of horridness and bring you into an even worse one.
Dib: (sarcastically) thanks Zim, I really appreciated that.
Zim: YOU DARE APPRECIATE ZIM?
Purple: why is it that his voice always goes an octave lower when he says his own name?
Dib: good question.
Zim: DO NOT QUESTION ZIM!
Dib: you're doing it again!
Zim: LEAVE ME ALONE!
Dib: how does it feel to be annoyed Zim?
Zim: picks Dib up by one arm of the straight jacket and dangles him upside down I dunno, normally it makes me want to wreak revenge or some thing.
Dib: heheh….um…Zim? Can you put me down? Please?
Zim: I wonder how long he can stay upside down until his head explodes.
Purple: explodes? That's a waste of meat! Can we eat him instead?
Zim: no, exploding is good.
Gir: YAY!
Dib: PUT ME DOWN!
Gir: starts humming the countdown music
Purple: explode! Explode!
Dib: put me down!
The lights start flashing and Dib's straight jacket disappears.
Box: EVICTION TIME!
Gir: YAY!
Box: we have a problem!
Gir: YAY!
Box: there is a tie for eviction!
Gir: YAY!
Box: so, the strongest Elevator mate with the least votes chooses he who is evicted!
Dib: Please let it be Gir…
Purple: why?
Dib: if it's Gir, I have a remote chance of surviving…
Box: and the strongest mate is….Zim!
Dib: NOOO!
Box: choose carefully Zim.
Zim: the existence of the universe rests in my hands?
Box: noooo….just whos evicted.
Zim: hm…who to choose….
Dib: don't kill me…
Purple: I don't know whats worse, more time with Zim or being killed…
Zim: I know! We shall have a tie breaker question! About me!
Gir: YAY!
Box: is that robot capable of saying anything else?
Zim: ok, here we go. What is my Minimoose's secret weapon?
Dib: Mini moose didn't have a secret weapon! It just floated around and squeaked!
Zim: fine, what secret weapon was it SUPPOSED to have?
Dib: um…
Purple: how am I supposed to know that?
Zim: Gir, a clue!
Gir: SQUEAK!
Purple: that's a clue?
Dib: NUBS! NUBS OF DOOM!
Zim: correct!
Dib: YES!
Box: PURPLE! Yooooou're out!
Purple: NOOO!
Box: but, due to popular demand and a request from the author-
Author: fangirls….eating…my….lunch….horrible…
Box: you will not suffer the same horrible fate as the others!
Zim: what?
Box: instead, we're gonna let you go!
Gir: aaw…
Purple: YES!
The doors open and Purple walks out, sticking his tongue out at Zim. Moments later he is attacked by 50 police men.
Police: you're under arrest for the murder of Holmes, the old lady and shudders the kitten…
PC: that poor kitten…
Purple: WHAT?
Police: take him away boys.
Purple is dragged off
Box: back to the show!
Dib: you knew those cops where there didn't you.
Box: eviction took a while there, so we only have 3 and a half hours left.
Dib: Hello? I asked you a question.
Box: moving on now…
Dib: I'll make that a yes.
Time until eviction: 3 hours 30 minutes.
Voting begins now.