-1 Conclusion

We have revealed through careful scientific scrutiny and the proper application of logic, the mysteries surrounding the Irken race. We have unlocked the secrets of their anatomy, and shed some light on the technology they utilize not only for their military might, but in their everyday lives as well. In doing so, a completely new picture is painted of the Irken: a highly evolved, highly adaptable, highly intelligent warrior. A product of millions of years of evolution from a bug-like organism, and a product of both a technological society and a conquering society as well. We see now before us a noble creature, fast, smart, deadly, but ultimately chained by the technology that helps it to exist. In looking at the Irken, we may be looking into a not so distant future for ourselves.

Zim seems to be the exception to most Irkens in terms of behavior, just as Gir seems to be the exception to most Irken technology. His uniqueness makes him such a loveable character, and also gives us a gauge by which to measure the rest of his race. His incompetence and naivety provides an excellent contrast to the might and well disciplined structure of the rest of the Irken Empire.

But let us now stop viewing Invader Zim as objective scientists. It is a wonderful cartoon, and a work of art in its own right. Jhonen Vasquez is a genius, and few of us can argue that fact. The masterful voice acting, brilliant scripts, loveable characters, and beautifully dark animation have endeared it to us, and though it has been years since Invader Zim's untimely cancellation, I am certain that our love of Invader Zim will last a lifetime, and perhaps it is something that one day we can share with our children and grandchildren.

Now a special message from the author:

They say all good things must come to an end. So it is with this work. I have put much time and much work into this, and I am very happy that so many of you have enjoyed reading it. I hope that this thesis will help many of you with your own works, and maybe inspire a love of science in a few of you. The last couple of months have certainly been filled with many ups and downs for me. I have had my honor questioned, and my mettle proven. I have taken a wife, and I have had to put down a pet. I've experienced the greatest of joys, and sorrows that had me keening from the depths of my soul. I even thought that I would be leaving for good at one point, but a couple of my mates (You know who you are, and I thank you, my friends) helped me through trying times, and here I am. Fire and ice, heaven and hell, and here I am.

I have grown apart from a dear friend for reasons I could not prevent, and I hope that that person may at some point read this, and know that I still consider you a friend, and that time is a funny sort of thing. Things change. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. If you can hang onto hopes for long enough, time will tell the tale. If it takes six months, or even six years to reach a point where you can bring your hopes into fruition, they're still worth holding onto. Ecneitap. It is to you, my friend, that I dedicate this work.

I also dedicate this to my friend Ben, without whom, I'd have probably retired from fan fictions forever; to my favorite cousin (you know who you are), for being there more than most of my immediate family; to my mate Mike, who believes as I do in the future of paranormal science; and lastly, but certainly not least, my wife Liz, who has supported me through all of my endeavors.

Thank you all for all of the reviews, advice, and questions I received during the creation of this work. As an author, I would be nothing without my readers. I will do my best to keep giving you more of my works in the coming weeks, and God willing, years. So until next time, I bid you a fond farewell. God bless, and cheerio.