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[invasive]

MUN-THING.

You cannot possibly fathom the difficulty it will take in playing ZIM. The intricacies and elegance of my character is beyond your mere human-scope! Your attempts will be a sheer MOCKERY of myself and everyone will see through your HIDEOUS LIES. And then they're all going to laugh at you. Even I feel like laughing at you. HA. HA HA. Ha.

Stupid human. Go back to playing your other alien. That DISGUSTINGLY grey-skinned Vortian-like thing.




[OOC: So, only canon-reviewed up to season one, don't shame me too hard if I've forgotten some later season stuff.]

Comments

[invasive]

The only thing you're going to find out is how much you stink. Which is a lot.

[pronetoprobing]

Whatever, Zim. I'll see you in Nautilus, if you ever make it there.

[invasive]

Oh, I will. And it's all your fault. You and your mun.

[pronetoprobing]

How is it our fault?!

[invasive]

Your mun encouraged it.

[pronetoprobing]

She probably just wants me to defeat you in a place where I have all the advantages.

[invasive]

Or maybe she just wants you taken down a few pegs.

[pronetoprobing]

There's a difference between being taken down a few pegs and submitting to your plans, Zim. I don't think my mun wants me killed.

[invasive]

If you actually submit to my plans, I wouldn't have to have you killed.

[pronetoprobing]

Because submitting to your plans means a fate even WORSE than death!

[invasive]

I would only have you experimented on half the time.

[pronetoprobing]

And the other half of the time?

[invasive]

A personal pet. Or maybe I'd loan you out to Irken Zoos.

[pronetoprobing]

Keep going, Zim. You're giving me great ideas for when I finally beat you for good.

[invasive]

Of course, you'd have to take MY ideas, rather than come up with your own. So unoriginal.

[pronetoprobing]

That's okay. I don't mind unoriginality if it ends with putting you on a lab table forever.

i'm not sorry.

[invasive]

In your dreams, Dib-monkey. In your pitifully moist dreams.

you are an awful person, Jean.

[pronetoprobing]

...My what?


Zim, that's not. That doesn't make any contextual sen-...


That's just wrong.

i'm laughing a lot.

[invasive]

What.

GOD DAMN IT HE'S ELEVEN.

[pronetoprobing]

You don't. I didn't-.



Look, just don't ever use the word 'moist' in a sentence ever again, all right?

it's ok because zim is 16

[invasive]

Do not tell ZIM WHAT HE CAN AND CANNOT DO.

fff how is it okay? you tell me that.

[pronetoprobing]

I'm hanging up if you use that word in that context again. It's gross, Zim. You're gross.

it's better age than saying he is 156.

[invasive]

No, you're gross. Grossness.

yeah just go ahead and make up shit and call it canon.

[pronetoprobing]

Great insult. For a moron.

i read it on yahoo answers, it has to be true

[invasive]

You said it first. You're the real moron here.