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paixaorpg2007-12-16 01:13 pm
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Clash of the Egos [active]
Characters: Zim, Gaston, anyone else
Content: Zim begins his valiant search for flowers and candy!
Setting: The Glass Bonsai
Time: Morning
Warning: Zim
Content: Zim begins his valiant search for flowers and candy!
Setting: The Glass Bonsai
Time: Morning
Warning: Zim
Zim had decided to start his search for the key to world domination early. There were many stores in this place. Who knew which one had what he desired? Was there a specific type that he needed? Maybe he should have thought this through more... But no! Time was of the essence! The sooner he received those lessons in conquering, the sooner he could finish his mission (and maybe annihilate the Dib-worm, too)!
And so he found himself outside of this... "Glass Bonsai" (whatever that meant), the closest shop that he could find. Clutching a spare branch he managed to find--just in case his wig decided to disappear again--he quickly began plotting how to go about this.
Finally, the first outlines of a plan began to etch themselves in the Irken's mind. First... First! He would go inside! Yeeeesss... Such inside going he would do. Then! Then he would walk up to the counter-slave and demand that they tell him where he could find the flowers and candy. If said counter-slave refused to respond, they would be disposed of.
But what if the human decided to ask questions? Zim needed an excuse. Ah! Truly he was ingenious. He would simply say that he wanted to eat them!
Wait... did humans eat flowers? He forgot. Well, they ate many other oddities, so flowers couldn't be too unbelievable.
So, go into the shop, demand flowers and candy, destroy the counter-slave if it refused to tell him, repeat his brilliant excuse should he be asked questions, destroy the counter-slave if it asked too many questions, receive the flowers and candy... and blow up the shop afterwards to destroy all evidence. Yep, that sounded like it would work.
And so he found himself outside of this... "Glass Bonsai" (whatever that meant), the closest shop that he could find. Clutching a spare branch he managed to find--just in case his wig decided to disappear again--he quickly began plotting how to go about this.
Finally, the first outlines of a plan began to etch themselves in the Irken's mind. First... First! He would go inside! Yeeeesss... Such inside going he would do. Then! Then he would walk up to the counter-slave and demand that they tell him where he could find the flowers and candy. If said counter-slave refused to respond, they would be disposed of.
But what if the human decided to ask questions? Zim needed an excuse. Ah! Truly he was ingenious. He would simply say that he wanted to eat them!
Wait... did humans eat flowers? He forgot. Well, they ate many other oddities, so flowers couldn't be too unbelievable.
So, go into the shop, demand flowers and candy, destroy the counter-slave if it refused to tell him, repeat his brilliant excuse should he be asked questions, destroy the counter-slave if it asked too many questions, receive the flowers and candy... and blow up the shop afterwards to destroy all evidence. Yep, that sounded like it would work.
no subject
Gaston stared at Zim as the diminutive alien giggled and muttered to himself. The hunter was already beginning to tire of talking to the strange little being. It seemed he had some kind of chaos on his mind, which somehow didn't surprise Gaston at all.
"Well... have fun with that," he remarked, deciding to make an effort to extract himself from further entanglement with Zim. There were almost certainly more intelligent conversations to be had elsewhere (which in itself was saying something, since Gaston usually wasn't especially concerned with the intelligence involved in his conversations). "See you later..."
With that said, Gaston turned and headed off, hoping Zim wouldn't try to follow him.
no subject
Zim simply moved his hand in a shooing motion as the human walked off. He was of no consequence to Zim's almighty plan of greatness! This puny shop was going down! It was going to be destroyed in a brilliant explosion of shininess and lasers and DOOM. Absolutely brilliant!
In an evil laugh that could likely be heard for a few blocks erupted from the little alien's mouth, and it was silenced a few minutes later with a loud gasp. What if that was what the humans here were waiting for him to do? What if that large human was nothing more than a plant to try and get him to reveal his secrets?! THIS WHOLE THING COULD BE NOTHING MORE THAN A TRICK!
Oh no, Zim was on to them. He wouldn't be fooled that easily. With a dark scowl, the Irken dashed off. "YOU WILL NOT FOOL ME! I AM ZIM!" he shouted, continuing on his way. This wouldn't happen again! Zim would find himself a base first. Then, he would continue with operations. Perhaps a few robot bees would work well enough for surveillance in this place.