controlling ZIM: o_o;
little robot GIR: ::trundles around in the ridiculous costume, tongue hanging out and all::
controlling ZIM: ::lingers around, looking and acting suspicious::
controlling ZIM: >_>
controlling ZIM: <_<
controlling ZIM: ::bursts out in the middle of a street:: FOOLS!
controlling ZIM: O_O;
controlling ZIM: hrm >.o
controlling ZIM: yes well...::keeps walking::
little robot GIR: ::waddles after his compatriot, stumbling over various debris, chittering randomness to himself::
disgruntled Gaz: Nnn... =.=
controlling ZIM: ::stops suddenly and gasps up at the statue of...god only knows::
controlling ZIM: O_O *GASP* GIR! DO YOU SEE IT?!
little robot GIR: See what? All I see is the back of my eye covers!
little robot GIR: ::wiggles his little puny arms:: What's going on?
controlling ZIM: ::blinks:: IT'S A HARDENED HUMAN!! THEY'RE CANNIBALS I TELL YOU!!! ::gape::
controlling ZIM: ::grabs GIR and holds him around the neck, his other arm outstretched with fingers wide:: WE WILL TAKE CONTROL OF THIS PLANET! AND ENSLAVE THEM ALL!
controlling ZIM: *music: DUN DUN DUN....*
controlling ZIM: >_>
controlling ZIM: <_<;
little robot GIR: Cannibals? Cannonballs.. Kboooomm... ::with that, he began running around concentrically, bouncing into things, ending up on his backside again::
controlling ZIM: ::Notices everyone is staring and tries to act unsuspicious before they all just walk away::
little robot GIR: ::Lays perfectly still, stupid tongue still hanging out, acting the part of the stuffed bear:: x.x
controlling ZIM: ::grabs ahold of GIR; a stupid 'oh-my-god-they're-looking-at-us' smile on his face::
suspicious Dib: Hah. ::Stumbles out from behind a building, little midget trench coat swaying to and fro at its tails. Squirt gun in hand.:: So, ZIM.. We meet again.
controlling ZIM: :turns sharply, his false human eyes..well getting wider then usualy as he gasps:: *GASP!* DIB! ::glareglare::
disgruntled Gaz: ::Sits on a corner, eating Bloaty's pizza.::
little robot GIR: ::he began to have a hard time staying still for so long; the little tin can bot began fidgetting, twitching, the like::
suspicious Dib: u.u; What's wrong ZIM? Afraid of a little..water? ::Pulling on the plastic trigger of the squirt gun.. but.. fuck. Nothing came out.::
controlling ZIM: ::screams and hides behind GIR..but he realizes! no water! :D:: FOOL!! ::pulls out an invention of his...the popcorn machine from goats bar and loads it with..rocks:: O_o
little robot GIR: Waugh haugh haugh haugh! ::he realized his mistake too soon, and feel silent again, looking up in consternation at Zim. as much consternation as a rubberball brained creature was capable of::
suspicious Dib: ::Let out a shrill growlish noise.. or what a second/third grader could process with his undeveloped vocal cords. Nozzle of squirt gun being looked straight into while the trigger was pulled repeatedly.:: >/
controlling ZIM: ::nudges the GIR:: lets bound and gag him...<.<;
controlling ZIM: MWUAHAHAHAH YOU FOOL!! ::he yelled with that irritating voice as he flipped the switch of the popcorn machine, which spit forth...rocks at a fast pace:: *POWPOWPOW* MAUAHHAHAHA TAKE THAT!!
little robot GIR: ::he'd become a little bored with merely hanging in Zim's arms.. wiggling out of his grasp, he scuttled along the ground, between Dib's legs, tripping him up a slight:: Eeeeeeee...!
little robot GIR: ::He'd gotten behind Dib, then; a few of the rock projectiles took him upside the head.... Again, he fell onto his backside::
suspicious Dib: ::Little cartoon eyebrows knit together as he turns the gun away into an unnoticed direction, (Gaz). Finally getting it to work, he squeezes on the trigger once more and, to his surprise, the gun pumps water at Gaz while she eats her pizza.:: o__o;;
controlling ZIM: ::growls:: GIR! COME HERE! ::he yelled again, running out of rocks, he sweatdropped and looked towards DIB with the 'oh shit' look before launching the item at him, then laughing as he ends up soaking his sister too!!:: MUAHAHAHAHAH!!!
little robot GIR: ::he lay there, twitching, looking up at the sky:: Oooh... pretty... reminds me of...
little robot GIR: The song! ::his eyes grew wider::
little robot GIR: ::he took a long, deep breath, readying himself to sing just that::
disgruntled Gaz: ::Slowly peered up from the curb she sat upon while eating her Bloaty's pizza. Squinty eyes locked on her brother and she wrenched her hands into the soggy food..::
controlling ZIM: ::blinks:: song? GIR WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU CHATTING ABOUT! STOP TALKING TO THE CLOUDS AND GET OVER HERE!! ::he yelled shaking his fists to the sky::
little robot GIR: ::leaping back to his feet, the littel gunmetal blue tincan ran at his full speed towards Zim, singing in a chipper voice:: Doom doomy dom domo dooooom doomie doooooo!!
controlling ZIM: ::blinks again, one of his human eye covers peeling off as his brows knit together in frustration:: DOOM! I WILL BRING DOOM TO THIS WRECHED PLANET!
suspicious Dib: ::A coy grin spread over his face like a bad rash.:: I'm onto you ZIM. >:|
little robot GIR: ::And just like that, he was standing on top of his master's head, dancing along to his song:: Doom Doomy doom doom doomy-doom-doom-doomo! Yeah! ::he slid across the alien's forehead, for the big finish::
Sadie Sabre: *screams at the top of her lungs* LIL GREEN MEN!!!!
little robot GIR: ::blinkblink:: He's onto you? I thought I was onto you?
controlling ZIM: ::glares at GIR before glaring at DIB:: >:| OH YEAH?! ::he screamed shaking his fists..the other human eye cover peeling away like a leaf:: I'M ON TO YOU TOO!!
Aku Plushie: o_o;
Sadie Sabre: Its the lil green men
Aku Plushie: Wtf?
controlling ZIM: ::freezes:: oh no..they're all onto me! GIR FLEE!!!! ::Flee!!::
Aku Plushie: ::Walks over to Gir.::
little robot GIR: ::grabs onto Zim's antennea, hanging on for dear artificial life::
Aku Plushie: ::Picks him up.::
controlling ZIM: ::flee!!::
controlling ZIM: ::haha Aku missed::
controlling ZIM: ::skids ooc dragging the lil GIR with::
disgruntled Gaz: ::Balled one of her hands into a fist and proceeded to crack her knuckles.:: I'll get you for that, Dib. ::Takes on an overly psychotic stare:: You'll pay! >O!