( 009 ) CG: Throw a tantrum. Again.

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[ So it's not been a great time for Karkat. Terezi disappearing for ages, humiliating himself (yet again) with his unrequited black flushing for Vriska, just a general complete failure to get anything done-- it's easy to make Karkat cranky, or mad, but now he's just hating himself with a single, pure passion that goes right down to the core

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[sodoomed]

[Zim is walking by the dining room!

But actually for completely unrelated reasons! He's nomming what looks some Fun Dip and looks pretty relaxed for once.

Apparently this is Irken downtime or something!]

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[ Ew, it's the little Irken thing. Karkat will turn on his look of purest platonic loathing! ]

Oh, fuck. Not you again.

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[Zim freezes, and when he spots the source of that voice he's suddenly throwing his Fun Dip into his PAK and looking very, very angry.]

[sodoomed]

YOU!!

What are you doing NOW, you tiny-horned Vortian scum??!

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...

[ He flings down his journal, landing with a slam against the wooden table. Rollin' up his sleeves- here we go. Something to destroy. ]

Alright, that's fucking it.

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[sodoomed]

[WHAT, this again? Oh whatever, a normal Irken would probably back down from a direct fight, BUT NOT ZIM.]

There must be something SERIOUSLY WRONG with your filthy, wormy brain if you think attacking not only an IRKEN ELITE but an INVADER TWICE is a good idea!

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[AND THEN HE'S PULLING HIS WIG OFF AND REMOVING HIS CONTACTS (they make gross squelchy noises when he does that) because this is obviously a SERIOUS MATTER that requires the UTMOST SERIOUS.

Also, this spiderlegs are extending right away. He needs some proper height to show his superiority after all!!]

When I'm through with you I'm gonna liquify your organs! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!

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Is that before or after you go slamming to the ground like a little fucking wiggler? Because that's what I remember from last time.

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SILENCE!! I - uh - ONLY LET YOU WIN! YES! TO THROW YOU OFF!

[And then, with the tone of someone who sincerely believes all of that!] I'M SO BRILLIANT!!

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......

[ This is like punching someone mentally deficient.

--oh wait, he's into that. ]

Wow. That's so fucking stupid I can't even deal with it. Kudos right the hell there, Irken.

[sodoomed]

[The sad thing is, Zim now believes that lie for some reason.]

I wouldn't expect one of your kind to understand my superior brain skills.

[He pauses for a moment.]

Heh, Vortians are even more INFERIOR than I thought if Invader Larb was able to conquer them.

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Oh my fucking god, how many times do I have to say it?! I'm not a fucking Vortian!

[sodoomed]

[Zim has listening problems okay. In that he's just COMPLETELY IGNORING KARKAT NOW AND GOING OFF ON HIS OWN INSULTING LITTLE TANGENT.]

I don't remember seeing a Vortian with such revolting horns, though! Hoo, those things are ugly and TINY!

[Not going to bring up the fact that Karkat is also pretty tall for a Vortian because that would just draw attention to his own lacking height. HUR HUR SUPERIOR BRAIN SKILLS AT WORK HERE, FOLKS.]

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Alright, we are fucking done here.

[ Shoving his sleeves up again! Spiderlegs or not, he is coming for you. Obviously you need another beating, tiny! ]

[sodoomed]

[Zim is ready this time!!

Well... kind of. He's basically just dodging to the side and CACKLING EVILLY.]

Mmyup, never seen a Vortian with yellow horns! What are ya, some kind of disgusting mutant?

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[ Try that against someone that can't leap like a freak as well! Though that?

That just stops him in his tracks. He'd only been intending on using his fists this time, but that. The sickle is out now, and he's baring his fangs. ]

What the fuck. Did you just say?