I was really bored when I came up with this.
Axel: GAZ. (14)
Jesse: Zim. (OLD.)
Olivia: Dib. (15)
Reuben (sort of): GIR
Petra is just petra.
Andd the ocelots are based on the skool children.
They might NOT be entirely in character with the minecraft versions but WHATEVER dude.
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"Nothing built can last forever. And every legend, no matter how great, fades with each passing year, more and more details are lost.."
Zim climbed up the ladder to the humans 'treehouse' that Dib and Gaz insisted they could do themself even though the Zim could have done much better in less than a day.
He saw GIR in there and Dib who was sitting on the floor while on his laptop as the disguised robot ran around, stopping when he saw his master. "SQUEEEEE!" He jumped on Zim and the alien shrieked as GIR latched onto him. "GIR! OFF!" He demanded as the Dib beast snorted.
Once GIR hopped off and started playing with a rubber piggy which he named Rueben, then Dib spoke.
"Hey space boy. Would you rather fight a hundred chicken sized zombies, or ten zombie-sized chickens?"
He raised an eyebrow and added.
"Oh yeah, and you have no weapons or armor so just with your gloved hands."
Zim scoffed and responded "Huh? When would I, the amazing Zim. EVER be put in a situation like that?"
Dib huffed and was unamused. "Smartass, I- it's just a stupid question forget it." He shrugged.
After some awkward staring Dib sighed. "I put daylight sensors on the roof."
"And?" Zim crossed his arms.
"If I did it correctly, which I think I did, it should be lit up once nightfall hits. So GIRS able to play or whatever while we go to the building competition." Dib closed his laptop and stood up, placing redstone dust on the table next to him.
Zim cleared his throat, "Gir is coming with us." He declared.
"What? Really?" Dib asked in a confused tone.
"Yes, he is. Why are you asking?'" The alien narrowed his eyes.
"Well bringing a manic robot to a competition isn't exactly normal, it'll make us look like amateurs." Dib argued.
"Nonsense! In fact we'll look better, also GIR can't be trusted alone." Zim stated and looked away in a sassy manner, if he could he would do a hairflip. "And that's final! Gir is coming."
The robot perked up and did a little 'YAY!'
"Fine, but eh, I didn't mean anything by what I said. I just don't want another reason for people to call us 'losers' . I'm just so done with it already." Dib sighed and straightened the large scythe shaped cowlick he had.
"Ah, ah. Dib-stink, you shouldn't care what the other humans say, even if it might be true- for you at least. It's useless to listen to those meat bags." Zim scolded and did a dry chuckle.
Dib chuckled as well and stuck his tongue out at the irken. "Fine then."
A ''ssssssssss…" sound was heard from outside and was coming closer, it sounded like.. A creeper! Gir squealed and hid behind Zims legs.
"Eh? Zim, do you hear that?" Dib was alerted now and he started reaching for a wooden stick, getting in position for defense.
Zims wig twitched slightly, barely visible, the fake hair being shook by his antennae sensing the sound. "Yes, I do.." He hissed.
Suspense…
Then Gaz popped out the trapdoor with a creeper mask and scared the group.
"SSSSSS!" She cackled.
Gir screamed, Zims eyes were wide and held in his scream with all his might, and Dib jumped back.
She wheezed and climbed up into the treehouse.
"HAH! You guys looked like idiots, That was awesome." She took off the mask and tossed it aside.
Dib furrowed his eyebrows. "Gaz… seriously?" He groaned.
"You have to admit the look on your faces was hilarious." Gaz smiled evilly.
"That was scary, scary lady!" Gir yelled and held onto reuben for comfort.
Zims hands balled into fists. "No, it wasn't Dib sister! NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!" He yelled at Gaz which just made her laugh.
"Well it'll be a nice memory." She put her hands on her hips.
Zim growled and glared at Gazlene. "If i was even affected by that I would say that it won't be a 'good' one." He huffed and frowned angrily
"Did you at least bring the.. Eh- colorful explodey things?" Zim asked.
"Fireworks." Gaz corrected. "And duh. I also managed to make a costume for your robot."
She pulled out an ender dragon costume small enough to fit GIR.
"He would've been fine without it but I suppose." Zim shrugged.
"Why'd you bring him a disguise when he's already wearing one?" Dib scoffed and looked at Gaz.
"It fits the theme, don't ask about it dib." She hissed and started putting the ender dragon costume over GIRS dog suit while the robot giggled.
Zim watched and looked at GIR in disbelief. "He looks ridiculous."
"That's the point, idiot." Gaz rolled her eyes.
Zim seemed offended but didn't argue.
"Double checking.. You most definitely brought the fireworks right?" Dib smiled awkwardly.
"Again, duh. I'm just waiting for you guys." Gaz crossed her arms and was impatient already.
"I'm surprised you let Gir go out in that." Dib commented.
"Shush, the only thing worse than getting it on is getting him to get it off." Zim responded.
GIR was snoring while laying on the floor.
"I'm waiting, get your stuff already!" Gaz yelled.
Dib glanced at Zim and walked over to Gaz. "Hey bug! We'll be meeting you downstairs."
Zim nodded and looked at the sleeping robot.
"GIR, I know you're faking it. Now try and give me your best roar to impress the pathetic humans!"
Girs teal eyes opened and he imitated a roar which sounded more cute then scary.
Zim looked at him with slight disdain but then sighed. "..That'll do."
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Zim walked to the trap door and swung it open. He simply jumped down, landing on his feet and brushing his clothes off.
"Show off." Dib said as Zim just smirked.
Then came GIR, stuffing the rubber piggy reuben in his head and jumping down as well! Except he fell on his face, The irken rolled his eyes.
Dib chuckled and nodded. "Well that's everything."
"Alright let's roll." Gaz then started walking out the forest with her hands in her pockets.
"Eh.. yes, we shall roll!" The alien followed and so did the rest.
While they were walking Gaz spoke. "You know, I heard a rumor about the building competition. It's actually cool but you guys can't say anything." She crossed her arms.
"Usually you don't listen to those, shoot." Dib raised an eyebrow.
"It has two parts, by the way. Very exciting or whatever."
"Hurry up human." Zim spat.
"So I heard Gabriel the warrior is gonna be a special guest at this year's Endercon." Gaz hummed.
Zim attempts to recall who this was.. the humans did have an awful lot of posters of him.
"And for part two, According to my sources, the winners of the building competition get to MEET him."
Dibs' eyes widened and he silently gasped.
"I need to ask him when there will be a sequel to his game, so I suggest we win.
Zim seemed confused. "I could probably brainwash the judges into making us win." He suggested.
"As much as that would make it easier.. No." The purple haired teen said sternly.
"It'll be fun if it's just fair and square. Also cheating isn't my thing." Dib stated.
"Boo." The irken shrugged,
"Mm, well your robot better be careful, Gabriel and dragons don't get along." Gaz laughed.
"So, Gaz, does your 'source' make posters for a living?" The big headed teen asked.
"What?"
The group stopped walking and noticed posters of Gabriel were planted everywhere.
"It was from one of the people in my games, it might have sounded stupid but it was just worth telling you." Gazlene admitted this with a grunt.
"Cmon, there's a competition that needs to be dominated by the almighty Zim and his lackeys!
That earned him a glare from everyone but GIR.
"I'm doubting we'll win, also this year we have GIR with us. Somethings gonna mess up." Dib sighed.
"We are GONNA win, dib-stink, Because…." The short green man paused.
"Continue."
"You mopers have hated losing, but now we're gonna learn to love winning." That sounded better in his mind, but everyone seemed to go with it so he did his strut and kept walking.
"I guess I'm with that." Gaz shrugged.
"Alright." Dib followed behind and so did his sister.
"I'd like to say the building competition isn't just about building something, it's about getting the filthy judges to notice our amazingness! Well maybe just mine." Zim said with usual confidence.
"Kay, how do we catch their eyes then?" Dib said with his eyebrow raised, not entirely doubting his nemes- past nemesis's plan could work but doubting just a bit.
"Humans get excited by the simplest of things, so we have to build something 'fun' not just functional. After the firework machine is done we build something amazing on top of it." Zims smile just grew bigger.
"As much as I hate agreeing with you, you might be onto something Zim. That's great!" Dib exclaimed.
Zims eyes widened and he cleared his throat, slightly flustered by the unusual praise from the human. "I know I'm great, even more than great."
"If we're gonna get a reaction out of the judges, let's build a creeper. It'll fit the fireworks." Gaz suggested.
"Well I say an enderman, they scare me way more then creepers." Dib put in his idea too.
"They both have their moments, the creeper is definitely better though."
"But I guess you did scare the crap out of us with a creeper mask." Dib admitted, slightly unsure.
"WHAT ABOUT A PIG EXPLODING RAINBOW PIGGY?" Gir yelled, they ignored him.
"Hmm, I vouch that we build a zombie, also you have no choice." Zim said with confidence.
"It's still a monster I guess, no point in arguing with you as well." Dib just decided to agree.
"Kind of like a creeper." Gaz said uncaringly.
"First time we decided beforehand instead of winging it for the competition."
"We refuse to lose!" Zim yelled.
"Bringg it inn guys." Gir hummed with his usual cheery voice and held out his plush hand.
Everyone put their hands together, Zim was a bit reluctant but did so.
He seemed unsure what to say.
"Ehh.. "Dare to prepare" on three. No wait, "Preparing is daring." that's just the same thing, nevermind. Team! On three, one, two, three!" Zim struggled a bit, but ended with confidence.
"Team!" Everyone yelled except gir who said 'team friendship.'
"Now we prepare." Gaz declared.
Unnecessary training scene time!
Zim attempts to break a tree stump but ends up exploding it with a laser instead, Gir puts on a rare stern look. Zim does some push ups, (cheating with his PAK legs.) stopping to look at a picture he drew poorly of his tallest to motivate him. He breaks a wall of sand with his own gloved hands! He does push ups with one PAK leg. He then broke a bunch of flowers which ended up being an old ladies garden, he sheared one sheep and then attempted to break the stump again..
He exploded it with more passion and collected the blocks.
"ARRGGHH!" The alien yelled while cackling.
GIR gives a thumbs up "Yay for master!"
The group exchanges high fives after the pointless training sequence!
"We know what we're building, have the stuff for it. Pretty sure we're ready." Gaz double checked her inventory.
"You know what, this year I'm ready to win." Dib said with a newfound confidence.
"Nice dog ya losers, also I don't think green is a healthy color." A townsperson said while passing by.
Gaz glares, Dib blushed slightly out of embarrassment, while Zim held himself back from blasting that person into space, Gir was drooling.
"Oh, amazing, it's Tak and the ocelots." Gaz scowled.
The group started walking.
"Matching leather jackets as well.." Dib said in envy.
"Whatever." Gaz scoffed
"Well, well, well. If it isnt order of the losers." Alex, crossed her arms. Dib had to hold Gaz back from socking her.
"Greatt, the fail squad is here," Francine stuck her tongue out at them,
"Get a load of these losers Tak." Jessica laughed. The group, except Tak, stepped back to avoid Gaz and Zims threatening glares.
"Let's just go." The blue haired goth spoke, the group listened and walked behind her.
Once the rest got to the building competition Zim stepped forward.
"Name please?" Said the announcer.
"Zim."
"Team name I mean."
"Oh.
The little irken thought and thought before coming up with the name with a proud tone.
"We are the Order of the Armada."
"No, I mean just no! we aren't-" Dib was shushed by Zim.
"Shhh." Zim smiled smugly.
"Sure, Order of the Armada. Head to booth 5."
The group enters the area one by one, looking around at the crowd.
"Bunch of people here, reasonably so." Dib observed, still feeling a bit pissy about the team name being the savior of earth or something.
Gaz looked towards the ocelots booth. "Is that a ****ing beacon? A BEACON?"
"Language." Dib scolded. "And also stained glass, not just a beacon, a rainbow beacon.. We are dead." He said with a dull, defeated tone.
"We are much better than those.. Awful meat sacks. A fancy light is nothing against us." Zim stated. Shivering slightly at the word 'meat' due to memories with Tak.
"Difficulty score is gonna be higher than our total." Dib sighed.
"Ah, ah. We have something they don't.. Colorful explodey thingies!"
"Fireworks." Gaz corrected.
"We should stop staring at them.." Dib whispered.
"Aha, look at the order of the losers again." Jessica teased.
"Good one Jess." Francine laughed.
"We're just looking." Dib rolled his eyes.
"Don't even worry about it, you can look all you want when we win and our build gets shown at endercon!" Alex smiled.
"You're being a.." Gaz resisted saying something bad. "Bbb… bad sport." She smiled irritatedly.
"Well endercon does not allow stupid, idiot dogs." Alex said, pointing to GIR. "I think."
"Shut your mouth hole, you stupid worm!" Zim yelled with frustration, he should be the only one mocking his superior robot servant!
"Excuse me?" Alex snapped her head to stare at the disguised irken.
"Zim said "Shut up", do you need to hear it again?" Dib backed him up without a second thought.
Tak glared at the group and sighed. "Alex, we have work to do, get on it." She scowled at Zim and did a 'you're dead.' motion.
Zim, Dib, and Gaz smiled at Alex smugly.
"You're all lucky I have work to do." Alex hissed and stomped over to help her own group.
Petra walked over. "Hey Zim. Guys.''
"Greetings Petra." Zim raised a nonexistent eyebrow.
"How's ya build going?"
"Pretty good, we're planning on winning." Gaz tapped her foot.
"Oh, greetings Petra. I thank you for the nether star." Tak looked over.
"Not a problem Tak."
"You HELPED those tools?" Gaz huffed.
"I help anyone for the right price. You know where to find me if you guys ever need help." Petra hummed,
"Uhmm, none of us know where to find you.." Dib said, confused.
"Exactly." Petra smiled.
"A few hard feelings, if you guys are fine with Petra. You're alright with us, maybe not Zim as much however." Tak narrowed her eyes. "Let's all just focus on building."
Dib and Gaz calmed down but Zim glared. "We will crush you." He growled.
"We're pretty good.. I'm sure you know that, Oh, I get it. You're joking right?" One of Tak's eyes twitched but she let out a laugh anyways.
"Zim doesn't joke, we will annihilate you." He threatened with a growl.
"Careful what you wish for." Tak stopped smiling and walked back.
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen... welcome to the Endercon Building Competition! The winners of this competition will have their build featured at Endercon. The winners will also meet, in person, Gabriel the Warrior!
The 'Ocelots' cheered their own name egotistically while Tak just nodded, also doing a handshake of some kind.
Dib stared at them in slight envy and huffed. "A handshake? We don't have that."
Zim laughed at the teens 'foolishness' and shook his head. "Of course we do naive little Dib.. It's called the errr…."
The irken stayed silent as GIR blew bubbles that seemed to come out of nowhere.
"Just like that I'm nervous again, great." Dib said sarcastically, rubbing his temples.
"We'll do this no matter what fool, so quit your self pitying moping! Stick to Zim's wonderful plan and you'll do fine Diblet." Zim yelled with authority, putting his hand on his hip and pointing to Dib in a dramatic manner. Dib wonders if he saw that pose in some kind of show GIR watched.
Zim then raised his pointed finger up in the air and said with an all too familiar grin, "The Order of the Armada shall not lose!"
"Hell yeah." Gaz said agreement.
Announcer: Building.. Starts.. NOW!
The group starts tossing the materials to a fireworks machine to each other.
Alex looked over and she laughed. "Oh, fireworks!? Scary!" She said with obvious mockery.
"Stick to your build you pathetic meat sack." Zim said with disdain as he hissed, Alex shuddered and simply backed off.
Fast forwarded block placing, and the group finished their superior zombie.
Zim looked at the other building with confidence.
"Now for the moment of truth." He said with a grin.
"Here goes nothing." Dib said with an unsure tone, pushing up his glasses.
Dib stumbled over and flicked the switch as the fireworks exploded behind the zombie.
The crowd nodded and seemed impressed as the colors flashed in their eyes, emitting a shade of rainbows over the builds.
Dib looked up, almost dazed. "That looks.. Pretty."
Gazlene put up her hood on her purple sweater and tilted her head. "Agreed."
The crowd observed in awe.
"Ahh.. Zim is always right." The irken said, wiping a fake bead of sweat off his forehead as he admired his- all of their hard work.
Jerk stranger from before passed by, "Sick build man, like your dog." They laughed and it was meant to be friendly but Zim still gritted his teeth.
Alex starred in envy, opening her squinted eyes wide.
"It's literally just a bunch of dyed wool." She growled.
She walked awfully close to build and sneakily punched a block of stone, breaking it and causing lava to spill out.
"Oopsies." She grinned, saying that with sarcasm.
GIRS wing caught on fire and he squealed "AHHH! I'M LIKE THE HOT DOGS!" He said manically while burning as he ran off. Completely forgetting Zims modifications, adding a sprinkler to him to set off any type of fire burning after an incident in the kitchen.
Zim stared in shock and clenched his hands into fists. "GIRR! NO! DON'T RUN! ARGHH!" He yelled in frustration, fearing the worst.
Gaz's eyes opened for a second in shock before she squinted them again and stared at the culprit with her expression curling into snarl. "You will pay."
Dib looked around in worry and frowned. "Shoot! The lava is getting closer!" He yelled in panic.
"The build is gonna be in flames." The purple haired she-devil said, distracted as she creeped towards Alex.
"GIR is gonna be lost! What do we do?!" Dib said with overwhelming worry in his tone, stepping back from the lava.
Zim looked around in the direction GIR went and back at the lava inching closer, he let out a grunt of frustration.
"STAY HERE FOOLS, and save the machine! Zim shall receive GIR!" He declared, already preparing to head for the idiotic robot.
Gaz pounced onto the scared Alex and raised her hand up. "You will never see peace again."
Dib looked at Zim in worry and inhaled. "We have it covered, don't get lost space boy!" He yelled his version of a 'Be careful." before looking at Gaz and scrambling over to stop the lava from spreading.
Zim nodded and hurried, running towards the direction GIR went into, which is the now- dark forest.
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