Part of Evangeline was marveling at the fact that she'd managed to drag herself to her room; she'd just gotten back from New Orleans after having taken full advantage of the rest of the night. Even here in Milieux, she'd gotten to
show off her stuff, even if it did end up with someone knowing about the whole...moon thing before she was ready and a
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"AHAHAHAHAHA! YES! The chicken squid transfer brain experimentation is a SUCCESS! VICTORY FOR ZIM! SWEET, SWEET VICTORY FOR - What are you doing? No! OH NO NO NO! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" The sounds of destruction issuing forth from Room 4 suggested that the experimentee was getting the better of the experimenter as a tentacle smacked him around the room. "AAAAAAAHHH! RELEASE MEEE! RELEASE-*crash*-ZIM!"
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At first, there was a firm groan of refusal and a nuzzling into her pillow as if all the ruckus would go away. But it wasn't. There was another groan and then a punch of her fists, slightly glowing from energy channeled in through anger and leftovers from last night, pounded on her bed as she sat up and screamed at the top of her little tiny lungs:
"KNOCK IT THE BLOODY FUCK OFF! PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP OVER HERE!"
Ugh. People were so rude and inconsiderate.
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In any case, he was far too distracted with freeing himself from the horrible chicken squid monster and the resulting pain as its tentacle smacked him against the wall dividing rooms 4 and 5 repeatedly to offer much of a response. "The PAIN! THE PAAAAIIIIN! Unh! Unh! Unh!" The little alien squirmed, kicked, and fired lasers from his PAK randomly, somehow managing to miss the horribly mutated attacker every time.
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Bang! Bang! Bang! She knocked hard assuming the door was closed. "OI!" she shouted. "Knock it off in there! Bunch of savages in this town."
She waited, though, for a moment, to see if it would cease or not. She didn't know what was going on in there, but the more she heard, the less it started to sound like insanely violent sex and more like someone might actually be in trouble.
Once she had a better idea, she'd have to decide if she actually cared if someone was in trouble.
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Antennae perked at the sound of the voice outside the door and he opened his mouth to scream something in retort only to be interrupted by a slimy appendage that landed dangerously close to his head with an alarming thwack. "AAAAAAAAAUGH!" The little green man struggled to his feet and proceeded to try to ward the thing off with a desk chair. "BACK SQUID MONSTER! I MAAAADE YOU! AND I CAN BREAK YOU JUST AS EASILY! OBEY ME! OBEY ZIIIM!" The aforementioned monster clucked, grabbed the chair, and smashed it against the closed door, which wasn't actually locked coincidentally.
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And, no, she didn't care if anyone was in trouble but she did care about getting sleep after her night of debauchery and, well, she knew who was in this room now. It would be rather fun to rub it in the alien's stupid green face how he was getting owned by a squid monster. She opened the door, carefully, slowly, just enough to poke her head in and access the situation further.
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Zim barely managed to roll out of the way of another attack and fired his lasers frantically. This time they connected. The creature gave a blood curdling screech and collapsed flailing its tentacles and managing to destroy anything in the room yet intact.
Zim waited crouched in a defensive stance until the thing ceased moving. Then he approached it warily. And kicked it. "SUCH IS THE FATE OF ALL WHO INCUR THE WRATH OF ZIM! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!"
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Zim was noticeably injured from the fight with his rogue experiment. He managed about 10 seconds more maniacal laughter before he swayed uncertainly and fell face forward into a puddle of squid ink with an anticlimactic thud.
He'd be fine in a bit. Just out cold in the meantime. The PAK on his back hummed as it began the process of repairing the damage done.
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Stepping into the room, Evangeline in her slipped padded carefully over toward Zim, careful not to step in any or drag her nightgown through the ink. She stood over him, looking down. "OI!" she shouted, tapping her foot impatiently for him to come around.
And, since she was remarkably impatient for a girl of five hundred, she got tired of waiting and sent a small jolt of ice toward him. Even if she wanted it to be a large one, she wouldn't have been able to do it, now that the full moon had passed.
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Zim jerked to his feet, looking as healthy and alert as normal (except of course for the ink on his face), and focused on Evangeline, "What are YOU doing here? Why are you in Zim's room?"
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