An ask blog for tallest red and purple. Go on. Bug them! (non-selective ask and rp blog for Invader Zims' Tallest) ||Semi au- a bit more serious and gritty but truthful to the hilarious nature of the show.||
All the screens on the ship vanished, and were replaced by a cartoon panda's emblem! as someone hacked into there systems, and was blocking there communications! But worst of all! a song started to play over the intercom! " THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS! IT GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS! SOMEONE STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS! AND THEY'LL CONTINUE SINGING FOREVER JUST BECAUSE! " The panda seemed to have invaded there ship! and was using psychological warfare!
“ Irk damn it. I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO ON THOSE SITES PURPLE! NOW WE HAVE ANOTHER VIRUS!”
“ hhheey, STOP ASSUMING THINGS! THIS ONE WASN’T ME THIS TIME.”
“ … strike this nuisance back and fry her systems. My antennae hurt enough.” With a symbol like that it had to be a female.
The noises from his partners screen sounded like a war zone. With a black PAK Red knew a thing or two about that. “...Purple, what are you watching? The noise is hurting my antennae.”
“ THE FUZIES, RED!! Look! I smell a death of a main character soon~ RED, you gotta watch it with me!”
“Note by choice!?” sure, lets add onto this train wreck
¤The tyrant grabbed the smaller mammal (?) by the waist before straightening his back. This lead to the irken picking the chimera off the ground. Into a cold, metallic embrace, he floated higher out of misplaced enthusiasm, but probably added onto the terror of this situation.
“Still, that’s how Reddy and I became co-tallests. All the details, did he kidnap you, dragged you off kicking and screaming, arranged marriage, or the oh so romantic gesture of genocide-ing all of his competition and whisking you off? I want the whole story, that’s an order!”
Send “Pain is weakness leaving the body” and I will randomly generate how your muse will find mine (I realized after I was done I did this wrong. Whoops)
12.) with a twisted ankle
¤ Humans continued to disappoint him more and more. They were loud, they were rambunctious, they didn’t know their place, and above all. They were so stupid. That was it, they were just stupid. They didn’t know when to quit-- when to quit talking, when to quit touching something, and above all else--
When to quit while they were ahead.
Needless to say-- Red was really fed up with the infantile humans disrespect and vulgar mouth. He said a swore every other sentence! And he spat them so casually at Red. The alien tyrant didn’t particularly like how Max spoke to him. after another slip of his tongue, he figured that the human just needed a reminder on who was on top in this situation, and who needed to learn some manners and humility.
The tall, lanky figure bent down, his spine practically a right angle, as he stared down at the child, his antennae pulled themselves back and behind the insect-oid. They were always such a pain to clean. Especially since this might get messy. A robotic leg slowly climbed out of his PAK. Eerily motionless. Until a sharp pain can be felt below his shin. Blood marks, it made abrasions all the way along his limb,as quick as ever honestly.With his stance weak Red grabbed his leg, pulling until the child laid flat on his back with a thud. Two more claws wrapped around his shoe, and began to turn. and turn, facing only little opposition as the pressure began to sting and send needles through out his flesh until he heard a satisfying pop. It was just a warning really, despite how much it hurt, the irken just dropped his foot. Letting gravity take over and slam it into the ground, before standing back up, towering over Max.
“As I was saying before, you shall address me as ‘Tallest.’“
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