[Thread] Today, Things Are Gonna Change
Characters: AU Zim, OPEN
Where: The plaza, around the fountain
When: Directly after this
Summary: After getting beat up by Anemone, Zim wakes to find himself... in the fountain, face-first, curteousy of Jareth.
Warnings: It's Zim.
First, there was nothing. And then, PAIN! Lots and lots of pain. Oh, such pain there was. Zim thrashed about, feeling as though his skin was burning off. What had happened? What was going on? After a moment - although it felt like much longer - the mechanical legs in his PAK lifted him up out of the fountain.
He fell to the ground and rolled around, screaming as his skin smoked and sizzled. One thought ran through his tiny Irken brain. The goblinpig would pay. Oh, how he would pay for what he had done to Zim, for Zim had no doubt that it had been the goblinpig who sent him here. And the wormfemale was probably in on it too. She would pay. They would both pay.
But for now, he had to dry off. He had to get this vile, poisonous water off his skin. His Earthclothes were completely soaked, and his wig... Where was his wig? He blinked, realizing that his contacts were missing as well. He reached up, felt his antennae - they'd been tied into a tight bow, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't untie them.
He staggered backward, tripped over a loose stone, and fell flat on his back. After that, he decided to stay put. Nothing could happen to him if he stayed in one spot and didn't move. Right?
Where: The plaza, around the fountain
When: Directly after this
Summary: After getting beat up by Anemone, Zim wakes to find himself... in the fountain, face-first, curteousy of Jareth.
Warnings: It's Zim.
First, there was nothing. And then, PAIN! Lots and lots of pain. Oh, such pain there was. Zim thrashed about, feeling as though his skin was burning off. What had happened? What was going on? After a moment - although it felt like much longer - the mechanical legs in his PAK lifted him up out of the fountain.
He fell to the ground and rolled around, screaming as his skin smoked and sizzled. One thought ran through his tiny Irken brain. The goblinpig would pay. Oh, how he would pay for what he had done to Zim, for Zim had no doubt that it had been the goblinpig who sent him here. And the wormfemale was probably in on it too. She would pay. They would both pay.
But for now, he had to dry off. He had to get this vile, poisonous water off his skin. His Earthclothes were completely soaked, and his wig... Where was his wig? He blinked, realizing that his contacts were missing as well. He reached up, felt his antennae - they'd been tied into a tight bow, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't untie them.
He staggered backward, tripped over a loose stone, and fell flat on his back. After that, he decided to stay put. Nothing could happen to him if he stayed in one spot and didn't move. Right?