∀ 3rd Invas - MY TALLEST! HEY! HEY! HEY! MY TALLEST! ∀

[sodoomed]

My Tallest! MY TALLEST! MY TALLEST! MY TALLEST! Hey! Hey! HEY! HEY! MY TALLEST! MY TALLEST! MY TALLEST! HEY! MY TALLEST! MY TALLEST! Hey! My Tallest! My Tallest! HEY! My Tallest! MY TALLEST! HEY! HEY! Hey! MY TALLEST! MY TALLEST! Hey! MY TALLEST! HEY! HEY! MY TALLEST! My Tallest! HEY! My Tallest! Hey! My Tallest! My Tallest! HEY! HEY! My Tallest!

Comments

[haveasandwich]

[There were several attempts to light said book on fire, throw it out a window, lock it in a closet, and STILL. NOTHING. It either came back or the aforementioned Tallest COULD STILL HEAR IT. HAMMERING INTO THEIR BRAINS LIKE SO MANY. HAMMERS.

So finally. Red mans up, because while Zim driving the entire castle into madness is a good thing... driving them into madness is... Less good.]

WHAT, ZIM?!

[sodoomed]

[ZIM IS GLEEFUL. SO GLEEFUL.]

It seems you've encrypted your PAK video communications! I've been trying to contact you for the past four hours.

[He doesn't sound mad, oh no. Because this is OBVIOUSLY just some silly accident! Surely the Tallest would NEVER try to ignore him!]

[superiorheight]

[Purple's eye is just... twitching. So are his four fingers. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch.

That wasn't an answer, either, Zim.]

What. Is it.

[haveasandwich]

[WELL, ON ONE HAND. THEIR BRILLIANT PLAN TO AVOID ZIM WORKED. Kinda.

Fucking journals. And through gritted teeth.]

They're malfunctioning, uh, because of... Interference from this planet's atmosphere.

Now talk. Quickly.

[sodoomed]

[Zim continues on like he doesn't even notice the Tallest are annoyed!

... Because he doesn't. Notice.]

I want to show you my plans for that filthy, insolent mutant Vortian! It's GENIUS!

[superiorheight]

Vortian? I thought we covered how there weren't any Vortians here, Zim.

Aren't you supposed to be getting us snacks, or something? [He doesn't... fucking remember]

[haveasandwich]

[Muttered] If there were Vortians, we wouldn't be relying on some disgusting Paradisian and some "witch" to get us weapons.

[sodoomed]

Oh, there are Vortians. Horrible, hideous, TALL Vortians with horns like EARTH CANDY. It's disgusting!

[superiorheight]

[Do you know what, he's just not even gonna argue anymore. Flatly:] Yeah, ok, fine, there are Vortians. Fine. I don't see what that has to do with your mission.

[haveasandwich]

[Must. Resist. Urge to beat head against wall.]

And tell us in five words or less. We're kinda in the middle of a... Thing. [An eating thing.]

THE ALMIGHTY TALLEST 1/2

[sodoomed]

[AND NOW HE FILTERS.

YUP.

THAT'S RIGHT.

Also, counting on his fingers. HE CAN DO THIS, MAN.]

Device - of - perpetual - explosions.... thingie.

[sodoomed]

It's neat!

[superiorheight]

[And Purple don't filter back, because they don't give a fuck. Word. or know how to use filters]

If it's exploding perpetually, how does it ever actually explode at all?

[haveasandwich]

[Yeah, that was the... Bad thing about disabling their communicators.

And here, Red just facepalms and waves at his journal.]

I think we've heard enough. You and your little Vortian mutant friend have fun perpetually exploding. Make sure to do it as far away from us as possible.

...Oh, and ask the castle to cough up some nachos. [What? Zim's usefulness is in asking the castle for snacks it won't give him, himself... Even if it's INSULTING that it'll respond to ZIM and not him.]

THE ALMIGHTY TALLEST 1/2

[sodoomed]

CASTLE!! I DEMAND YOU GIVE THE TALLEST DELICIOUS NACHOS!

[pchoo Irken nachos for those guys!]

THE ALMIGHTY TALLEST

[sodoomed]

But you want to hear my ingenious plan to ambush the Vortian, right?? Right??? Huh? Huh? Huh? HUH? HUH?