06 ☣ party like an irken
[The sounds of celebratory champagne corks a-popping, party horns a-honking, and gleeful giddy two fingered hands clapping may catch your attention drifting out of the journal today. Why? Well that doesn’t exactly long remain a mystery.]
Ha! All that planning to send Zim off to a horrible messy tentacle monster death and we didn’t even have to do anything! This stupid castle-thing really does grant wishes. No more Zim! [a happy and contented sigh that dissolves into giggling. like a little fucking girl. .__. ] Oh, oh! Do you think that next it’ll get rid of that annoying bee-hurling Eternian?
It should after all we’ve done for it... I mean, we haven’t even tried to blow it up yet. That’s more than most enemy planets can say. We should have monuments. [There’s some glugging noises like someone’s chugging the shit out of his champagne. This is not what you’re supposed to do with champagne, but whatever.] Augh. Headrush. [He clears his throat] I guess I can settle for it sending our enemies to meet a grisly fate. Even if it isn’t as fun as watching. It’s nice not having to do... Any of the work.
[As their laughter and self-celebrating fades into gentle snickers, Purple leans back in his comfy chair, hands behind his back, thinking of all the swell Zim-free days stretching out ahead of them.]
Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
[Awkward crickets]
Uh, what … now?
[There’s no response from Red’s end. He’s just staring into the void, although no one can see that, like suddenly he’s just received a revelation that CHANGES EVERYTHING ABOUT HIS LIFE.
...This might take some getting used to.]
Ha! All that planning to send Zim off to a horrible messy tentacle monster death and we didn’t even have to do anything! This stupid castle-thing really does grant wishes. No more Zim! [a happy and contented sigh that dissolves into giggling. like a little fucking girl. .__. ] Oh, oh! Do you think that next it’ll get rid of that annoying bee-hurling Eternian?
It should after all we’ve done for it... I mean, we haven’t even tried to blow it up yet. That’s more than most enemy planets can say. We should have monuments. [There’s some glugging noises like someone’s chugging the shit out of his champagne. This is not what you’re supposed to do with champagne, but whatever.] Augh. Headrush. [He clears his throat] I guess I can settle for it sending our enemies to meet a grisly fate. Even if it isn’t as fun as watching. It’s nice not having to do... Any of the work.
[As their laughter and self-celebrating fades into gentle snickers, Purple leans back in his comfy chair, hands behind his back, thinking of all the swell Zim-free days stretching out ahead of them.]
Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
[Awkward crickets]
Uh, what … now?
[There’s no response from Red’s end. He’s just staring into the void, although no one can see that, like suddenly he’s just received a revelation that CHANGES EVERYTHING ABOUT HIS LIFE.
...This might take some getting used to.]