Enter the Cosmos

[Crow]

Upgrade
Location: Tallest Ship (Top)
Interactions: Laix_Lake Sayo-Nara ManyFaces Birb 2Bornot2B
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


"Firing stopped. OK, time to execute the plan..."

Upgrade's body shifts from the cannons to the top area of the ship where Vilgax holding Zim was expected to be.

For a brief few seconds, the two alien overlords were closeby. It happened within split seconds, but Upgrade used this time well. He yanked at Zim's tongue and swiftly rubbed it against the Omnitrix emblem on his amorphous body. After that, he would let go as it snapped back like a rubber band.

After that, Vilgax and Zim were uninterrupted in doing what they would do as Upgrade's Omnitrix emblem would glow a blue and its hourglass-like emblem rotating.

"Let's see if this works..."

Upgrade places his palm on the Omnitrix emblem as his body slowly but surely diffuses back through the ship's hull... the one that Vilgax, Zim and the others would very soon meet would not be a familiar face in the slightest...

Laffey
Location: Observatory
Interactions: QizPizza LilacMonarch CocoaMarshmallow
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


"Disable your illusion as soon as possible," Laffey says to Alexis as she turns to the Hellmutts produced from her.

"Initiating."

The Hellmutts began to shift their bodies and took on humanoid shapes.

(Dozens of these guys, except they are primarily black with green as their secondary colour, and the Decepticon emblem is replaced with an Eagle Union emblem.)

"Engage."

Upon that command, these titanic humanoid forms would use their vast strength to push the Irken Armada's charging forces backwards.​

 

[CocoaMarshmallow]

Eric

All of my senses were thrown for so much of a loop, in fact, that I don't even realize Alexis had been carrying me in her light, softer-than-pillow tails until now. She asks me if I'm okay, and I just give her this dumbfounded look. I can't stay like this... what if I hold her back and get her killed?! I try to sit up, but my body feels heavier than lead again, and I collapse into her tails. Further attempts are fruitless; I feel so tired, and with how comfortable the kitsune's tails are, I can't get up if I try.

"A-Alexis..." I complain barely loud enough to be heard. "I-I'm... just going to weigh you down... you don't need to..."

My voice falters, lips unable to form words past some half-hearted mumbling that even I can't understand. As if on cue, a strange newcomer descends from out of nowhere and casts an odd spell, distorting the air around us and providing us with a barrier not unlike the Protect of a Psychic-type. "Eric," he begins, though through my muffled hearing I can't tell whether or not he's being genuinely sympathetic, "don't exhaust yourself. You're in no condition to help as is. Save your strength until we have a plan."

I want to say something, I do. My first question is, 'who are you?' Secondly, 'how do you know my name?' But I can't muster up the strength to ask either, and I'm forced to obey his words, laying back in Alexis' soft tails and shutting my eyes.

Still, I manage to maintain my psychic connection with Julia. If her negotiations don't work, then... I really hope Alexis and this strange new person don't get killed because of me...

G-guildmaster… don't strain yourself... please...

We've already lost enough today. We don't need to lose any more.

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Interactions:
QizPizza (Alexis)
Haz. (Ryoji)
LilacMonarch (Julia)
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Before.

The breath I was holding in seemed to come out in a tidal wave. The sigh of relief felt like medicine for my tightly closed throat. Like a dehydrated person in the desert I swallowed trying to drown the need to cry. I felt like I could finally breath when I saw Ben, well his butler-like form. Confirming that he was okay was all I needed to be alright this second. No matter how much I wanted to respond to the kid the possibility of my voice croaking kept my mouth shut. A girls body was laying next to me, dead, and here I was worrying about appearances. The smile that snuck on my face at the sight of Ben seemed to pale before retracing its steps back into a soft frown. A plastic daffodil in a garden full of gorgeous thriving flowers. Who cares if some were weeds, like Bowser, when at least they were real?

Out of nowhere a pair of arms wrapped around me tightly. In a moment of panic I swiftly raised my elbow to jab at my attacker until it was obvious it was a hug. Contact with anyone, let alone physical, was something I had, nay wanted, to get used to. With a second of hesitation, I played it off as me raising my hand to place it on their forearm. A paper thin smile rested on my face, a beautiful yet worn mask, as I whispered reassurance in response to Ravio’s muttered apologies. How weird it was for someone to feel guilty for doing something that made someone else's day. I wasn’t going to sit here and pretend like I didn’t feel my body leaning into his touch. In times like this just being held was enough for a distraction.

The sound of the best German accent bounced into my ears. Unlike the melodramatic responses that Ben and Ravio stumbled upon from me Medic got a cheeky grin to appear. The simple “Ja” and “zhank you” from the older male overflowed my heart with such raw positivity it couldn’t help but spread to my face. Everything foreign had me bouncing off the walls, even so far as learning three other languages besides my native tongue, Japanese, and basing my entire theme off of western gunners. I found myself looking up to the male in admiration as he talked, though my mind focused more on the sound instead of the words. Even still my head nodded along to show I was respectfully paying attention.

My gaze moved from the males face down to the beam that he connected to me. With a look of wonder I moved my hand through it a few times like a cat playing with a toy before Medic sharply changed the conversations weight. His “Freundin von mir!” had my eyes sparkling. German was definitely the next language I’d learn cause I swear I’m in love. I couldn’t help but just mindlessly watch in awe as he moved away from the bodies and crouched down beside me. “It’s fine! Good luck,”was all I could manage after his words without coming off as too awestruck. His gloved hand on my shoulder had my heart in knots, like if you met your idol. My brain finally kicked back on when Medic affirmed that Makoto wasn’t going to die. Of course Rosalina had told them that earlier but I trusted the male way more than the other blonde. The tidbit about Lu Bu left me in wonder yet again. All of the edgy vampire teen romance drama angst was already dried up however so I couldn’t find it in myself to care.

Without realizing it I watched Medic walk away before my eyes finally found my shoulder. . . whose blood was that?

Now.

I followed Rosalina’s voice to survive the chaos after the ship started to fall apart. The sight of Bowser pissed me off. To keep myself from doing anything rash I managed to stay quiet and as out of the situation as much as possible. The last time there was action one of my friends almost died. The thing I wanted to do least of all was participate.. but maybe I could protect the people close to me this time. Two bullets did little to stop Makoto from almost dying. Maybe if I fired twenty I could save someone. The thought of violence dissipated however when my eyes landed on the size of the enemy fleets. Screw heroism lets play Ghandi.

With the new mindset I found it within myself to participate in the disorder at the observatory. “We should try to avoid combat,”I stated the obvious to the group. My eyes landed on a stranger, Ryoji, before returning my attention to everyone else without thinking much of it. The dude was cute though.

☆mood☆ sad ⇢ awe ⇢ determined

☆mentions☆ thatguyinthestore (Bowser, Rosalina), Haz. (Makoto), DapperDogman (Lu Bu)

☆tags☆ Crow (Ben), SheepKing (Ravio), Sir Skrubbins (Medic), Haz. (Ryoji), observatory people

☆outfit☆ xoxo

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[SheepKing]

Ravio

As Ravio’s tune came to an end it became quite apparent that Makoto couldn’t be left on the cold hard ground beside the corpse so eventually he and the young man grasping his hand would be forced to be separated. The sleeping boy would be put in Princess Rosalina’s bed room where he could stay until he even ever wakes from his comatose state. Despite every organ, bone, and thought in his body begging for him to follow along, Ravio continued to kneel on top the cold glass floor. Before saying his final goodbye to him, Ravio made the sudden decision to give Makoto his scarf. Without the cloth on, a small section of the once covered part of Ravio’s neck was soon exposed to the air, revealing just the slightest tuft of inky black hair. Placing it in Makoto’s arms, all Ravio could do next was observe Makoto as he vanished from his line of sight. Being unsure of his friend’s future hurt him, in fact it was even downright painful but what else could he do for him but hope for the best? after all of this Ravio just needed some time to process all of this. Any remaining drops of tears were indifferently wiped from Ravio’s cheeks during his effort of pulling himself off of the floor. His mere existence in the world felt heavy, it being almost comparable to wearing stones and boulders on his own body, yet Ravio managed to peel himself from the ground as he turned to face Mami. After the small pep talk Medic had given the girl a bit ago, she seemed to have been able to recover a bit of joy despite the circumstances. Himself, though, he spoke to her “I....I think I need some to think all of this over...”. It seemed that despite his efforts Ravio still had a few drops of tears to spare as they began to peak through the corners of his eyes. Nevertheless he continued from where he had left his words off. “I-I’m sorry, I’ll be close by if you need anything from me”. With nothing else left to be spoken Ravio hurried away to find a place of solitude.

It was quite difficult finding somewhere that wasn’t populated by any of their teammates but after some time searching the boy soon found a spot where he could be by his lonesome. It was behind one of small huts strewn about the observatory and with no one in sight, Ravio released Sheerow from his sack before laying himself on the floor. His little friend soon took his place beside the merchant head like it could somehow sense the feelings that churned in his mind. Of course he wouldn’t ever refuse solace from his partner so Ravio simply obliged to his status as a pillow for the bird. The twinkling stars from above stared down on the boy waiting for his next move as if they were an audience just for himself. Ravio’s gaze soon drifted towards them. A quiet, curious thought rose from Ravio’s mind. “Sheerow? Do you think the stars back home look like this? It’s funny but...I don’t think I’ve ever really been all that interested in what was up there. I mean, with so much going up I suppose I didn’t really have the time to think about it all that much. But...”. His arms rose sky bound, yearning to hold the small twinkles of light speckled in the sea of sky. “I guess with all that has happened I’ve been wondering if all of our worlds could even have the slightest chance of being connected. Not just everyone here either, maybe...maybe he’s even cheering us on too. What do you think?” The little avian creature had already fallen asleep cooing softly in his dreams. Ravio couldn’t help but smile a little as he sat up and slowly placed Sheerow back into the sack. “That does sound pretty silly doesn’t it? Forget I said anything” Ravio gently whispered before he laid back onto the ground to continue his gazing of the stars. It was undeniable that the weight still sat heavily inside him but it felt just the slightest bit lighter to bear.

Considering his luck, of course this moment of sincerity couldn’t last a second longer as a disastrous boom soon met Ravio’s ears, eliminating all sense of serenity. He bolted from the earth struggling to keep balance while the tan bag close by was thrown onto his back. It was a struggle trying to to their main base but eventually Ravio did make it back but by then it was too late. A ginormous hold of shattered glass and metal threatened to leave the ship in an un repairable state. If the owner of the observatory couldn’t fix it in time, they’d all be doomed! With that already being a problem Ravio almost hadn’t noticed the worst thing he could ever guess to happen. He didn’t know how to describe them besides machinery similar to the giant mushroom but these, these were huge. These large instruments bore a magenta color and smooth shape yet just the sheer amount and size were enough to make Ravio tremble in his boots. How could any of them even beat this? Bowser took the full force of all of their willpower and strength and they were plain lucky to even survive that, this was on a whole different level entirely! They were pure machines of destruction and about to ram into the side of the already destroyed haven they stood on. Already their odds of survival had been low but this had shattered any remaining hope. Ravio was this certain that this would mark the end of his and everyone else’s lives. It’d be pointless to even deny that terrible fate and yet...why was everyone else fighting? There was no use to kidding oneself into believing they even had a chance and yet everyone continued doing their best to stop this fate. Some tried to reign attacks on the army while others took to diplomacy to convince whatever or whoever was controlling it. Staring at the effort in complete awe Ravio came to remember Makoto’s last words that he’d spoke with sincerity.

“Live”

Well, it wouldn’t hurt to try.



A flame sparked in Ravio’s chest as he rushed into the fray with nothing to lose. There was no way that he could help offensively considering the sheer magnitude of the force but maybe he could help in a different way. There had to be someone controlling these things right? As his status of a merchant maybe he could bargain a deal with them. Ravio’s head whipped to the direction of the psychic cat. She had appeared to be able to create contact with the ship. Sprinting in her direction Ravio ignored any formality and addressed the creature directly. He spoke with a confidence that’d been never seen in the young man ever before.

“There’s someone already in the big ship right? Can you telepathically link up with whoever got in? We should figure out how they’re planning to convince them to change course“

Ravio’s gaze drifted over to where Mami and a peculiar stranger stood. She seemed to have decided that engagement of combat wouldn’t be wise. Ravio easily trusted her decision without any hesitation in the slightest.

Haz. L3n thatguyinthestore LilacMonarch Sayo-Nara Sir Skrubbins
Location: observatory
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[2Bornot2B]

Tanya

"Hey there aliens. Would you kindly not ram into us?" Tanya asked the aliens nicely. They had superior firepower and angering them would be disastrous. Tanya even made the effort to put on her cutest impression and her best 'please don't kill me' voice. Hopefully by appealing to the better nature (or lack thereof) of the aliens she can convince them to cease. However Tanya's plan has a backup.

"Hey Odessa. Prepare to fire if necessary" Tanya whispered back at her. Firing on the aliens was preferable to Tanya as that removed the possibility of the aliens firing at Tanya first but diplomacy is something Tanya wanted to try first. Albeit at the worst time possible.

"Hey big headed kid. You know these guy?" The big headed kid knew about these aliens and asked them a couple of questions. It was apparent to the general that he was studying them. Now that Tanya thought about it the green kid she kicked earlier looked pretty similar. Perhaps he was one of them. Later she would deal with him.

Silently Tanya was charging up an artillery spell. It was too easy getting in. Way too easy. Being X must be pulling some strings somewhere.

PolikShadowbliss
Sayo-Nara
thatguyinthestore

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3|Ship Shape

However, another problem arose due to Alexis' cloaking: the armada was still flying towards the Observatory at an insanely fast pace!

"We need to stop them somehow! If that entire fleet crashes into us, we'll surely be crushed!" Rosalina exclaimed in horror as she continued her repairs on the Observatory. Jason nodded in response, turning to face Alexis.

"Turn that cloaking thing off!" He shouted in a hasty tone as he ran towards her.

"No! If she does that, they'll start shooting at us again! Our best course of action is to talk to them, and pray that they listen, or fight them! I don't care which, but you have to stop them somehow!" Rosalina shouted towards all of you. It was abundantly clear that she didn't really care which one you decided, but you had to act fast. Sadly, however, the Tallest could not hear CN-Tan through her regular voice, because that would be silly.

Back with Rosalina, in response to Frank's question, she would turn to face the hardened soldier and shake her head. "No! They're not of this universe. They were transported here as a result of the rift that formed when Bowser damaged the Observatory."

"So... how the hell do we get 'em back?" Jason asked as he hastily paced around the floors of the Observatory.

"They will be transported back in their own universe when the Observatory is repaired. But there won't be an Observatory to repair if we don't stop those ships!"

Agent 3 sighed as she tried to think, given the information just explained. So, ideally, they'd need to stall the ships until the Observatory is fixed, or deter them entirely so it 'can' be fixed safely. Though, there wasn't much time to think as the ships seemed to be flying at the Observatory quickly and in numerous quantities. "Think, think..." She said aloud to herself, pacing as well. "Ordinarily... A simple barrier or a wall would work to stop them, but there's too many so that won't work... The next thing I can think of is to somehow tamper with the power source of at least one of those ships and maybe... use it for the Observatory, somehow? If it 'can' be used, and if the power source 'can' be located?" She suggested, picking her weapon back up as a look of unease rushed over her while she glanced up to the ships. "...If 'that' won't work, then I'm either not thinking hard enough or there's not too much we can do..." She said, shrugging and seeming saddened all of a sudden and shaking her head like 'damn it'.

However, given her previous question to everyone else, seems like nobody would be able to rationally help - or so she thinks. 'Want something done, gotta do it yourself.' She thought to herself, beginning to make an attempt to climb up the Observatory to where she can leap onto one of the ships from - though the Observatory kept downing and breaking, Agent 3 tried to not damage it any further mid-climb, and when she could - if she could - she would make a jump for it and attempt to land on one of these many ships that seemed to be around. "Agent 3, going in." She said silently to herself as she began to leap - preparing for the worst if need be. 'This one is for the Observatory. And for everyone else in it!' She thought mid-leap, preparing her weapon and a Splat Bomb just in case she would hear any attacks come her way, which is highly probable with exposure.
Details

Link to CS: Here!
Hex Code: #61BD6D
Status (physically): Fine
Status (mentally/emotionally): Serious, confident
Location: Comet Observatory
Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)
Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs
Active buffs/power-ups: None
Course of action: Go it alone - try and take one of the ship's power source(s)

Interactions: thatguyinthestore (GM)
Mentions: None
Nearby:

In group: Everyone​

Actually nearby: Everyone​

 

[Laix_Lake]

Vilgax, conqueror of ten worlds
Status: heading to the back of the massive, and arguing with the tallest
Condition: normal​

Looks like forcibly breaking in Is no longer nesseary as Tanya and the others have managed to find a way from the back. The fact that a massive flagship of this size even has a vulnerably of this size is just plain idiotic. Never the less, with the assistance of Ben, he was able to go over the top of the Massive without worry. Luckily for Ben, Vilgax was too annoyed with Zim's constant barking that he did not realise what has happened.

Once he arrives at the ship he finds Tennyson, Tanya, and that big headed human Dib; along side what are supposedly Zim's rulers, the Tallest. He proceeds to slowly walk up to the two leaders, his massive hight significantly trumping that of the Tallest.
"Your telling me that you fired apon our vessel, just because you where unwilling to turn?!" He continues with his slow pace has he brings his arm up infront of them, with Zim clenched in his fist. "I'm also going to assume that this is the so called soldier that you sent out?!" If only had Vilgax knew of how truly despised, he might had considered the risks of bringing him on board. But will that be the case?

thatguyinthestore Crow 2Bornot2B PolikShadowbliss Sayo-Nara ManyFaces @irken_attack_squad

 

[Crow]

???
Location: Tallest Ship (Inside)
Interactions: Laix_Lake Sayo-Nara ManyFaces Birb 2Bornot2B
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


There was no sign of Ben Tennyson or any extraterrestrial life with a big hourglass emblem on his body. There was, however, one more being - an Irken, stubby in stature and half the height of Zim. His voice was rather raspy.

Hmmm, I wonder who that might be? Eh, probably just a snarky background character.

"Greetings, my Tallest. And greetings to you as well, brethren. If I may ask... might I be interrupting the dramatic reveal of a traitor in our midst?"

The Irken lets a very fake gasp out.

"Tsk tsk tsk. 'Invader' Zim!" The Irken air quoted, "how could you?"​

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Odessa

Odessa nods, smiling a bit, as she prepared her blaster to fire on the poor sods, aiming for both their giant heads. Waiting for dipolmocy to go overboard. That was until a fat chubby one of them suddenly appeared on deck, making a mockery of Invader Zim, and rattling on about a dramatic reveal of a traitor in their midst. Odessa's eyes narrowed at the newcomer, his arrival seemed almost timed. Should she include him in her crossairs?

No.

Taking down the two leaders would mostly scare the chubby thing into submission anyway. She waited for a signal, ready and waiting to fire.

Though she didn't so many unknown variables.


Crow 2Bornot2B

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[Birb]

"Hey there aliens. Would you kindly not ram into us?" Tanya asked the aliens nicely. They had superior firepower and angering them would be disastrous. Tanya even made the effort to put on her cutest impression and her best 'please don't kill me' voice. Hopefully by appealing to the better nature (or lack thereof) of the aliens she can convince them to cease. However Tanya's plan has a backup.

"Hey Odessa. Prepare to fire if necessary" Tanya whispered back at her. Firing on the aliens was preferable to Tanya as that removed the possibility of the aliens firing at Tanya first but diplomacy is something Tanya wanted to try first. Albeit at the worst time possible.

Karako looked back at the young girl, and her claim, becoming worried... if they were to start a fight who know what would happen!!



“Honk...”

“I kind of know these guys I guess. I know they are Zim’s leaders and they eat a lot of snacks. This is the first time I’ve seen them in person though...”

Ah, so Dib did know these aliens. Karako nodded in response. So... they liked snacks?? Interesting... karako took a looooooooong sip from the brightly colored can in his hand.

“Honk.”

Karako looked back up at the tallest, to see what they’d do or say. Hopefully some form of peace could be reached...



Sayo-Nara thatguyinthestore Laix_Lake BoltBeam 2Bornot2B PolikShadowbliss Crow @IrkenShip @SorryIfIMissedAnyoneQwQ​

 

[ManyFaces]

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What happened? Was... Who violated the sanctity of his mouth with their DISGUSTING fingers?! Zim flailed angrily at Ben "YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS VIOLATION!" He screamed and shook a fist at the amorphous alien. But his rage subsided as Vilgax plowed into the ship.
Yes! YES! He was on board... Still being held like a sack of potatoes though. But it didn't matter, Vilgax had taken Zim right to The Tallest. ONLY TO INSULT THEIR NAVIGATION?! Zim shrieked at Vilgax's audacity "THE ALLMIGHTY TALLEST DO NOT NEED TO TURN THE MASSIVE FOR A MEAGER PEBBLE!" Not only that but the aliens towering body was an insult! "You... You should be on your knees before my Tallest!" He hissed.
Then there was this... Other Invader. He was no bigger than Skoodge, how dare he question his loyalty? Someone so short had no right to question him! Zim began to hyperventilate, he had to prove himself to The Tallest, he was as loyal and invadery as ever!
Zims PAK produced his spidery limbs, though in Vilgax's clutches he pushed against the giants hand with the legs enough to gain a little wiggle room and then retracted them so he landed face down on the floor. Zim dusted himself off and pushed past anyone closer to The Tallest and kneeled with his antenna back. "M-my Tallest! I am as loyal as ever, I would still be conquering Earth as we speak if I'd not been abducted by a mushroom ship!" He went from kneeling to bowing "IF YOU SO DESIRE I WILL BRING YOU ALL THE SNAX ON THE VESSEL YOU WERE FIRING UPON AS TRIBUTE!" He said anxiously, he was actually shaking ever so slightly.

thatguyinthestore Crow Laix_Lake Sayo-Nara 2Bornot2B Birb PolikShadowbliss

 

[Crow]

???
Location: Tallest Ship (Inside)
Interactions: Laix_Lake Sayo-Nara ManyFaces Birb 2Bornot2B PolikShadowbliss
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


As Zim begged and kowtowed, the odd Irken's outfit platings extend in a manner not to different from unfolding sleeves or clothes, increasing his height. His initially-tucked hands and feet were now untucked and his head, originally half-revealed, popped up fully, showing a visible mouth.

From a pint-sized little being, he was now a being much taller than Zim, but far shorter than those two leader aliens. An inbetween in height, so to speak, as a shadow loomed over.

The tallest would be able to see such, but Zim would not as he was bowing in front of them.

"Oh Zim, what of your guests?" He turns his head towards the various life forms - Vilgax, Tanya, Odessa, winking at each of them.

"Or are you perhaps their guest? An invader being invaded..."

If Zim were to turn back to see, the strange Irken would quickly tuck his body back to his 'shorter' form, tall when he looked away, short when he looked directly, so on.​

 

[Necessity4Fun]

Sociopathic-complaint Mode: Activated.
Crow , Laix_Lake , Sayo-Nara , ManyFaces ,
Birb , 2Bornot2B , PolikShadowbliss , thatguyinthestore ​

In an attempt to not be left alone with his... depreciating and gloomy thoughts, still unable to effectively catch a shut eye, Thae'il had defaulted to paying attention to everything else in the environment. Every single noise and every single movement occuring right next to him.

The kitchen was apparently a mess. There were angry shouts, concerned voices and eventually even what could only be described as a battle of sorts, judging by the words said. Most notably had been seeing the man in jungle tones step outside from that ruckus, furious but also rather regretful. The fox had observed silently as the other had approached for a breather, possibly not even noticing his already stationed presence under the open starry sky:

"Tough day too, huh?", he had commented with a flick of his tail in a half-true, half-feigned tone of sympathy.

Before the two could get some kind of conversation going, however, Shilo, --he could recall her name from the band game--, had approached too, and Thae could pick up that something was going on with these two, something more... intimate. A couple's quarrel. Boriiiing... He couldn't help but roll his eyes at the sight, soon getting back up and deciding to leave. Judging by the woman's tone, the story she was starting was not one for stranger's ears, and despite all of the terrible things the star animal could be labelled as he still knew to be considerate enough to respect that. Not like hearing this would help any of their situations either way.

"The night my parents got married..."​

Her voice echoed faintly in the background as he left, but not fast enough to not listen to them clearly. Even the dreaded 'p' word. Normally, it wouldn't as much as faze him, just another concept he would never have a full grasp upon, but perhaps due to how fragilized his mental defences already had been, it stuck with him. Deeply. Here she was, talking about her own past, the tone of pleasant nostalgia hanging in the air after each word.

He hated everything about it.

As a Star Animal of the Third Era, Thae'il did not know who had given birth to him, and it didn't truly matter. As soon as the kits were able to walk they were introduced to camp, and consequently battle training. There had been no 'parents' or 'caretakers' neither anyone that could fulfil said roles. From the 20-ish different superiors that had been part of his life, none of them were there to connect emotionally to any of the cadets. They were there to train, lecture, ignore the weak and stupid, perhaps even deliver punishment if it came to that. All that the cadets had were each other and then even so...

Graduation, if that's something you can compare it to, would come to steal it from them soon enough.

Emotions have no place in war. You shouldn't count on anyone but yourself, executing your purpose to perfection. Remember, no one is coming to save and reassure you. Showing doubt or hesitation is a signal of weakness.
The universe is a cold, harsh and cruel place. You live for the mission and nothing else.

Serve the Empire, fight for the Empire, die for the Empire.

While gritting his teeth trying to hold in this... disconcerting sensation he had over the subject, the shadow fox had gone back towards the looby room, not really sure of what he had been looking for. Perhaps to make some conversation with someone that could get his mind out of... unpleasant memories and reflections. But then sure, as one would expect, their peace was very short-lived...

“Miss me, losers!?” ​

The voice of the despised target cut through the silent night-sky, the creature riding what seemed to be a... clown inspired hovercraft? WHAT? Welp it was official, Bowser had an awful taste for aesthetics. First, the space pirate act, now a clown flying vehicle... One that seemed to be terribly unprecise and hard to pilot even. What a moron. Still, it was impossible for Thae to bite down an aggressive remark given his current volatile state:

"Have you come for round two, bastard?!", the bark had left his mouth too fast for it be repressed, his ears flopped backwards, tail still and fangs showing ready to engage if he had to. Damned, be the consequences.

“Where's my son!?" ​

And then he had stopped. The star animal's internalized convictions and instructions told him to not hesitate, but somehow he still had been taken aback by the 's' word just as he had been by the 'p' one. It wasn't regret, it wasn't some kind of moral finally making its way in, it was just... confusion and auto-frustration. The beast actually seemed to care about his offspring and that entire scene was nothing more than baffling. Time itself seemed to go slower as Thae found himself more and more lost in his not-supposed to have thoughts than ever before. Was this what having a caretaker should be like??

Rosalina would show up, then the others, their words echoing in the mess of muffle sound in the background and completely lost to the fox being. Even before the Observatory had begun diving like a meteor, it was as if the floor had disappeared from under his paws and he was plummeting down into nothingness, unable to stop the ride and unable to even show the despair it brought him. And then, of course, the ground actually had begun to cave-in as a result of the big lizard's attack to the floating castle.

A sudden jump?! The fox jerked his head back up in alarm, somewhat aware of what the ship was doing. MAY A BLACK HOLE SWALLOW THE GUY, HIS SON AND HIS STUPID CLOWN VEHICLE! Bastard had hit the warp-drive and forced a trip on them... Thae'il merely had the time to sink his claws a little deeper into the floor trying to remain in place as a blinding flash of light took hold of the Observatory's entirety throwing them into a new destination.

...Right in front of a fleet of spaceships...
That decided to start shooting at them for who knows what reason.

CURSED UNIVERSAL STORM OF RAGING BLACK MATTER BULLSHIT!!!

Masked-man started asking Rosalina about what to do, her suggestion was diplomacy. Thae shook with anger, remaining silent and dim while the others had began making their own moves. Diplomacy, diplomacy... Maybe several hours previously he'd still be considering it while staying true to its core meaning. But right now there was nothing but a destructive urge rising inside the star animal, a rampant need to be in action and to ignore anyone, anything that tried taking that satisfaction from him.

He was done, he was through getting dragged into other's matters against his will...

Some made their ways towards the big and obvious leader-ship, others attempted to divert the laser shots and a few actually wanted to try the whole 'diplomacy' thing. It didn't matter what they were trying, it didn't matter what the goal actually was, it just mattered that he had reached his limit and that he was really, really, really angry about way too many things at once. Stepping slowly, each step soft but also weighting with fury, the shade fox had made his way to the further most end of the Observatory, stopping on top of the glass panes, eying the fleet high above with nothing but contempt.

And then he had taken off at about 75% of the full-speed, glass shattering upon departure, unable to withstand the sudden burst of energy and colors that made the comet-tail like trail of fiery rage as he cut through the sky aiming directly for the biggest ship in the swarm. Part of him wanted to just fly straight through the glass, no thinking, no mercy, just make a hole in the thing, deprive everyone of oxygen or whatever they needed to survive. It wouldn't matter anyway, as long as they stopped firing and moving the task would be a success.

But then a brief and faint moment of consciousness got him to re-think it, settling for a less extreme course of action. He slowed down near the end, uncaring for the way he had just burnt a huge chunk of recently replenished power in the process, ramming against the ship's window, visor, whatever, they could see him, with a loud 'THUMP' hoping to startle the person in charge of commanding this metallic vessel
It would have stopped there, but taken by a sudden surge of violence Thae had kept hitting at the glassy-material with his front paw, the 'thunk, thunk' sound growing faster and angrier with each new repetition.

This was not enough and was just making him more frustrated.

So when the star animal had seen people getting aboard the ship, he waited for a while, let them move on with their own little plans and then entered too. The sheer lack of a security system baffled him. A bunch of strangers were simply invading this ship like nobody's business and there had not been a single weapon or trap on the entire path to the command center. What, even. How were these guys still alive with such a lackluster defence? Everything about this pointed to the perpetrators being complete boastful idiots and the more he thought about it the more and more he felt outraged at the fact that someone so useless was being the source of such a huge unwanted problem.

"You're telling me that you fired upon our vessel, just because you were unwilling to turn?!", the previous bandmate's voice echoed from inside the new room and it had been the nail in the coffin.​

Aufh-Mokwu Qwa Thae'il, fox Star Animal, of the 281th world-destroyer squad and thus far one of the more logical and somewhat level-headed members of this improvised rag-tag team had finally lost it.

Out of the animal shell, and with his weapon still materializing, Thae had barged into the command room without a fuck to give. At this point, there was no rationally left just a misguided consuming flame of hatred that had once been confusion, had once been frustration but now simply spelt a desire to see everything burn.

"You idiots shot us!", his tone was dark, darker than anything else he had said before, as he pointed the pole end of The Claw at the tall alien leaders in an accusatory manner, "STRAIGHT FIRED AT US WITH MILITARY-GRADE LASERS BECAUSE OF A STUPID, RIDICULOUS, CHILDISH REASON SUCH AS THAT?!"

Thae'il shook and panted not of tiredness, but of intense fury as he continued ranting what was not completely aimed anyone currently standing in the room:

"I can't. I just can't. I was patient, I was understanding. I told myself I'd take it easy, I told myself I'd not do anything too harsh but after getting dragged into matters I couldn't care less about thrice and being spatially displaced for just as many times, and now THIS??? There's no more nice-Thae'il, there's no more holding it in. I've had enough."

"So here's how this is going to be, whether you like it or not. You WILL stop this vessel or turn it around immediately or I swear ON THE EMPEROR'S LIFE that someone in this room will have to give me a really, really good reason not to flip my blade around and make you all into alien shredded cheese..."

It seemed as if that's where it was going to stop as the star animal had begun to slowly pull his arm back only to sudden sparkle anew, possibly startling those that had been fooled by such an act:

"AND I MEAN IT! This will be far, very very far from being my first Genocide, so you can stop thinking that it is a bluff because it is not. I'm too far past the point where I care about what impression of myself I'll be giving to the kids in the vicinity."

Yep, he was pretty darn mad.

 

[ElenaIsCool]

Sans

Everyone was trying to reason with the aliens. The appearance of Zim and another Zim-ish alien sort of reassured Sans that they were gonna do just fine. That is, before the kid he gave a hotdog to was causing a rampage. Judging from his expression, he didn't get so angry often. What alarmed the skeleton, was that the kid mentioned the magic word: He was willing to cause genocide. On instinct, Sans blue souled the hot dog kid to a wall and teleported infront of him. Sans's eyesockets went dark.

"Kid, calm down, you're not the only one losing it here. Be careful with your words. Do something funny, and y o u ' l l b e d e a d w h e r e y o u s t a n d"

Necessity4Fun @Spaceshipgang

 

[DerpyCarp]

Midgardsormr takes a nap. Dreams of Flying through space drifting through his mind.

thatguyinthestore

 

[darkred]

Marcus frowned after hearing sounds of plasma lasers being shot at the observatory. He didn’t see them, but moving away from the kitchen helped, as the place was now caught on fire. He didn’t want to be a part of that crap. He ran out of the kitchen only to see the observatory and the lasers shooting at everyone because of these Tallest idiots.

They were screaming bloody murder at everyone because they wouldn’t move away from the Tallest’s pathway.

What else would be wrong with this? The observatory at least was still standing still for now. A lot of others had already gone to the ship and hopefully talked some sense into the “alien” creatures.

The observatory was being moved at least by an illusion so that the tallest were shooting the fake one instead.

Marcus sighed.

It was going to be a long, strange story explaining this at home.

thatguyinthestore

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[darkred]

Maya "Echo" Visari

Aliens, humans, all sorts of creatures out there. Reminded her a lot of the Helghast and the Vektans. She was born on neither side and she was half and half. She couldn't do much at this point but avoid the lasers being shot at the observatory. Why were these "Tallest" shooting at them? Because they were in the way?

What kind of stupid response was that? The only way home was being shot at. Either they fought back and the others could talk some sense into the Tallest or the ones who couldn't fly hopefully had some way to help.

thatguyinthestore ​

 

[Sir Skrubbins]

Medic
Interactions: Open
Mentions: DapperDogman (Lu Bu) @surfaceobservatorycrew
Font = Germania One


The machines went into complete overdrive as the Medic made the final push to revive his patient. He struggled to control the sheer force behind the Medibeams, having to firmly plant his feet to the floor and lean into his Kritzkrieg to prevent himself from being blown back to the wall - and it wasn’t as if the Observatory being attacked helped much. The Medipack continued its incessant, crazed whirring as it exerted as much power as possible without delving into an Übercharge. If this was being done on a living person, it would have certainly killed them a while ago; thankfully, his current patient didn’t have that problem.

“Come on... come on...!“ Medic exclaimed, taking extreme pleasure in the thrill of this already exciting procedure while the Observatory seemed to come close to collapse all around him. All sounds seemed to merge together as a large hammer constantly drumming down on your head - the screeching of the machines, the blast of the explosions and the crackling of electricity all seemed to get to the Medic’s head, laughing like Doctor Frankenstein as Lu Bu was mended.

The red, crystalline flickering became more frequent and even more intense, the entire room eventually being consumed in the bright red light the Medibeams emitted. The Medic held his tongue - perhaps this was too much. Perhaps he had let his machines get out of control. Tensing up, shutting his eyes tightly and turning his head away from the Medibeams, he prepared himself for the explosion and lethal electrical discharge he felt inevitable...

And then there was a flash, and the whirring began to still. The unruly crackling of electricity was no more. The explosions and heavy impacts were still very much audible, but they could now be heard clearly. It would almost be relaxing, if it absolutely wasn’t. Slowly, he opened his eyes, pulled back his lever, and turned to face his patient...

"Wh-Where am I? Was it all a dream?”

... his living patient! He had done it!

“Mein Gott! Are you alive?!“ Medic blurted, darting over to her as fast as he could. He grasped her shoulders and lightly tapped her cheek with the palm of his hand, to check for a reaction. He looked at her like she was a sack full of gold - because to him, she was! He saw her breathing - he saw her eyes, opening! The second time he had done this! A monumental success! His greatest medical achievement!

“YES! SHE’S ALIVE! ALIVE! Ha, ha ha ha ha!“ The Medic cried, utterly taken over by the complete euphoria he felt from seeing his procedure end in success. He cackled uncontrollably like a madman, throwing his head up and laughing towards the Heavens. He wheeled to face Lu Bu again after pacing around the room in excitement, leaning in closer to speak to her while hastily packing up his tools.

“Oh, zhis is excellent! I was worried zhere would be no witnesses to zhe real Crown Jewels of my medical prowess!“ Medic declared, enthusiastically throwing the remnants of a spleen back into his medical kit. “It’s like I’ve always said! Zhere’s nothing wrong with playing God, so long as you are good at it! Welcome back to zhis mortal coil, Kamerad!“

"You can bring back the dead,” she said, her voice clearly not sharing the same wonder and excitement that Medic’s did. "I won't ask how such a thing is possible. Just knowing it scares me enough."

“Aheh...“ Medic chortled, sheepishly adjusting his glasses as he closed his medical kit and put it away. “Well, perhaps zhat is for zhe best. No matter how much I would like to explain —...!“ He began, only to be cut off by another direct hit to the Observatory, causing the room to harshly jolt and shake like a rollercoaster gone haywire. He had to steady himself with a hand on the wall before he was able to speak again, leaving a bloody handprint and another part of the bedroom that Rosalina was going to have to clean.

“... we seem to be under attack by somezhing. It’ll have to wait. My medical advice to you? We should both leave zhis room, quickly, before it collapses on us. Now zhat would be a tragedy, ho-ho!“ He said, hectically grabbing his Medipack and trying to slip his arms through the straps to wear it on his back. “You’ll need a weapon. Do you have a weapon?“

"该死的"

Well, that answers that.

“Verdammt. Of course not. You were dead, obviously zhey would take your weapons. Ah...“ Medic muttered, placing a forefinger and thumb on his chin and tapping it wildly as he tried to think. Eventually, he reached into his lab coat and took out his still-bloodied Bonesaw.




“Here. Zhis is zhe best I can offer. You can borrow zhis until we find whoever took yours.“ He offered, holding out the handle for Lu Bu to take if she so wished. Regardless of whether she took it or not, it was time for them to move. He took hold of her hand and tried to lift her up from the bed to help her to her feet - allowing her to use him for support if she needed it - before making his way to the door.

“Let’s move zhis gear up! Schnell!“ Medic ordered, bursting through the bedroom door and to the main observatory. “If you begin to feel faint or hallucinate, tell me, ja? I had to inject a whale’s pineal gland into your skull!“

Sprinting out of the room as fast as his legs could carry him - hopefully, with Lu Bu close by - the Medic took note that the explosions and sounds of laser fire had oddly ceased. Had he arrived late to the battle? Kritzkrieg in one hand and pumping his arm to run with the other, he made his way to the main platform, ready to do his job.

“I’m here! Everyone, I’m here! I just finished operating on a patient!“ Medic cried out, to anyone who could hear or see him. Holding his Kritzkrieg with both hands, he pointed it towards his allies on the main platform, prepared to put it to use. “Vhere are zhe casualties? Is anyone injured?“ He asked, feverishly, perhaps a little more excited than he should be.

When he looked up, his expression dropped.

“GAH!“

An armada of ships was headed straight for them! At ramming speed!

Out of the frying pan of the operating theatre and into the fire of the Observatory Warzone, the Medic tried to deploy his Projectile Shield - only to curse to himself when the Kritzkrieg only spat out a few harmless electricity sparks. Of course - he had spent whatever charge he had previously built up in the final stage of Lu Bu’s operation. With little idea as to just what kind of alien mafia Rosalina owed money to, or what exactly the plan was for everyone, the Medic tried to dive for cover - attempting to pull as many people out of the way as possible, and healing anybody he saw on his way.​

 

[Laix_Lake]

Vilgax, conqueror of ten worlds
Status: Zim and thae.
Condition: normal​

He? bow down to those pathetic excuses of leaders? No.

Not only that but the aliens towering body was an insult! "You... You should be on your knees before my Tallest!" He hissed.

"I may had humiliated my self more times than I can count, but I am still Vilgax! Conqueror of ten worlds. And I will not have a mear speck such as yourself command me like some sort of minion!" He would have said a few harsh words to the Tallest, if it wasn't for Thae charging in and threatening the eradication of everyone. Was it due to the Tallest's idiotic reasoning? Or something else that is far deeper? Regardless, he wasn't go to take the threat likely.
"You had better be sure of that, thae." He said to the now blue souled star animal. "If you want a reason, then consider that we could take control of this pitiful race and use their forces against Bowser. He won't be expecting us to come with an armada worth of ships...but if you insist on trying to impede my plans, then I will not hesitate to do the same"
thatguyinthestore Necessity4Fun Crow ManyFaces @anyone_that_i_missed

 

[Zerulu]

Sev was in the middle of getting some juicy gossip/tea/insight on both Woods and Shilo, but his eavesdropping was interrupted when the ship seemed to experience extreme turbulence. The turbulence sent Sev back into commando mode and he snapped his helmet back on and readied his rifle.

As the clone made his was to the viewing port or wherever everyone else was he noticed that there was a whole fleet approaching them, aswell as firing them. This was bad, he doubted the observatory had the firepower to hold off the assault so the only option was to try and establish communication with the assaulting ships and possibly buy time to get everyone either off the ship or devise a proper plan to counter attack the fleet.

It seemed one team had already established the diplomatic pathway and were well on their way, until one idiot,the idiot from before, Laffey, decided to jeopardise this and attack the armada head on. Sev had had enough of her shit, he got onto one knee and looked through the scope of his rifle before thinking, ‘Set to stun? No, fuck it, shoot to kill.’ The clone had established Laffey as a threat to the group as a whole and it was them or her, so he started to open fire on Laffey.

Crow thatguyinthestore @killlaffeygang

 

[Crow]

Laffey
Location: Observatory
Interactions: Zerulu GearBlade654
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


As the shots hit her, damage was trickling bit by bit, and the area began to be covered in soot, but none pierced her.

"Engage."

Sev unintentionally helped as the plane-drones were only a metre or two away from their planned action involving coming into contact with the Irken armada. Fortunately, they didn't get to as they transformed back into their plane-like forms and began to backtrack, circling Sev from high in the sky!

Perhaps this could be seen as an artistic welcoming community.

Laffey takes out her bottle to drink.

One plane would swoop down, preparing to kamikaze Sev! Someone better stop her.​

 

[GearBlade654]

Techmarine Martellus​	SPARK-001, designation Praetorian​
Status: Alert​	Status: Alert​
Actions: Considering Assisting in Repair, Assisting Sev​	Actions: Subduing Laffey ( Crow )​
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"Rosalina, was it? I may be able to help repair-" ( thatguyinthestore )
Martellus could only watch as diplomacy, as it stood right now, was on the verge of falling to pieces. The Techmarine angrily issued a curse underneath his breath. A turret would likely engage the xenos, and while that was normally a good thing, making them angry would be a horrible idea with this platform underneath them. And the Melta Gun Martellus carried was far too short ranged to even hope to be in range of Laffey ( Crow ).
The Techmarine saw Sev ( Zerulu ) firing at Laffey, and Martellus slowly realized that he could do absolutely nothing. He would have to trust his teammates on this one. The Techmarine whispered to Sev while passing by.
"Go-"
Martellus saw a plane flying towards Sev, and within a second Martellus aimed his Melta Gun right at the plane before firing. The Techmarine took note of Laffey's bottle, and whispered to Sev.
"Aim for that bottle if a lethal shot isn't available."

"Attempting to resolve situation."
Not long after Martellus said that, Praetorian was dashing in, Elerium Phase-Cannon ready to start firing.
The SPARK had seen what Sev's shots had done. Absolutely nothing.
But that bottle, on the other hand... well, the SPARK's databanks included the typical symptoms of what if someone was drunk.
"Target identified..."
"Firing!"
Plasma rays began to fly towards the bottle to try and destroy it-at the very least it would get Laffey's attention towards him and not the others. Praetorian was much less interested in actually killing Laffey, though-however, the SPARK made a mental note to give Laffey a very stern talking-to when this was over-even if Praetorian wasn't good at actually disciplining unruly allies. He's a combat robot, not a discipline robot.​

 

[Crow]

Laffey
Location: Observatory
Interactions: Zerulu GearBlade654
Surroundings: N/A
GM Interactions: thatguyinthestore


As Laffey misses her regular refueling thanks to Praetorian shooting her bottle, shattering it into a million pieces and more importantly leaving no vessel to contain it, she began to feel drowsy and just up and fall asleep, snoring. The plane was barely touching Sev, before it burst into flames, its pieces scattering around Sev as they disintegrated to ash.

The planes in the sky exploded in a manner most magnifique, putting Michael Bay to shame, their pieces falling to the ground and disintegrating, becoming but dust while mid-air falling.

"Z... Laffey... sleepy..."​

 

[Chungchangching]

Interactions:
Crow GearBlade654 Zerulu
CN-TAN THE TOON

CN-tan saw the entire incident as she hugged her guitar. Jesus Christ, these people are. . . Awesome! The plane explosions were so cool! She laughed aloud after witnessing that awesome show and pocketed her guitar, clapping enthusiastically and whistling with her fingers from time to time. Man, these guys always know how to entertain The Toon, even if that's not their intention with their silly little interactions and wonderful feats of strength and when she gets back home, she might recommend telling her coworkers about making shows based off the people she met here, they'd be a hit with her audience since these guys are crazier than she is.

CN-tan stopped her clapping and whistling after the adrenaline she felt from the show has stopped, wondering how the teammates invading ship are doing. Negotiating with the alien's, probably? Hopefully. these guys have more firepower than everybody here combined even with CN-tan's massive array of cartoon weapons and tools, they're not dumb enough to actually pick a fight with an army of alien's, right? She just has to wait for those knuckleheads trying to convince the leaders of the alien's to not run over us and kill everybody, she stopped them from firing lasers at the observatory and that's all she's going to do for now, she did what she has to do so now she's going to rest for a while.​

 

[thatguyinthestore]

"Back home?" Purple asked, tilting his head to the side as he listened to Sans' words. Him and Red glanced towards each other for a moment, though once again, before they could really say much, they were asked more questions... by the big headed boy.

"Wait... why are you worried about Zim?" Red asked as he held up his hands to stop Dib from asking any further questions.

"Yeah!" The other Tallest replied as he continued stuffing snacks into his mouth, eagerly munching on the assorted foods while he spoke. Crumbs flew out his mouth as the words escaped his lips, most of them falling onto the floor below, while others managed to strike a few of you in the face. Gross. "Zim is dumb and stupid and... dumb!" He said. Then, Julia's words rang throughout their ears once more, and they glanced to each other before turning around and looking at the empty void of space behind them.

"But there's.... nothing there." Red said, scratching his head with this thin finger. He shrugged and turned to Purple, who was munching on a burrito now. The two simply shrugged to each other and then looked back at the group. Though, before they could even properly do so, Laffey's hulking beasts that she created began pushing their armada back. The Tallests, upon noticing this, turned to face them.

"Why are we moving back? WHY ARE WE MOVING BACK!? WE WERE ALREADY MOVING FORWARD!!!" Purple shouted as he put his hands on his head, breathing heavily. He began to hyperventilate as a result of the pushback, which caused Red to put his arms around him to calm him down.

"It's okay! It's okay!" He said with a reassuring nod towards his partner. "What if we shoot more lasers at them? Would that make you feel better?" Red asked as he pat his partner on the back. Purple nodded in response and sniffled a bit, having been crying due to the new development. Red looked back up and faced the pilot, and shortly after every ship in the entire armada began to focus all fire onto Laffey's drones. If they weren't destroyed by the first few shots, unless Laffey somehow moved them out of the way, they and the rest of the Observatory would be under fire once more!

Meanwhile, at the very least, Agent 3 was in fact able to jump onto one of the many ships without being struck by the Tallests' lasers.

It was then that Vilgax entered the ship as well. The Tallests' eyes immediately widened as they saw a man who was taller than them. They looked over the hulking beasts and gulped, though before they could really gawk at the alien's extreme height, they noticed someone in his grasp. A being which, by all accounts, they despised with every fiber in their body. A being that they hated more than anything. A being that they wanted dead, so they sent him to an unknown planet where he would surely die due to its unknown-ness.

"ZIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMM!!!"

The Tallests both visibly tensed up as Vilgax held Zim in his giant palm, the mere sight of him this close making them writhe with nothing but pure anger. They were clearly shaking at the sight, and Purple immediately began spiting out his carbonated soda beverage once more. This time, however, he began spitting it directly onto Dib's gigantic head, mainly because it was such an easy target.

"Why? Why oh why would you bring Zim here?" The Purple Tallest asked as he looked up to Vilgax. He immediately made his way over to the tentacle-chinned beast, and started knocking his fists against his massive chest. Of course, with how weak he was compared to Vilgax, he probably didn't even feel his fists knocking against the equivalent of pure bedrock. It was then that another alien seemed to just... appear. The Tallests' attention was taken away from their most hated invader as he attempted to talk to him, their brows quirking upwards quizzically.

"Oh... that's... that's just sad..." Red said as he looked down towards Ben with a look of pure pity and shook his head.

"Could you get any shorter?" The Purple Tallest asked in a loud, almost condescending tone of voice as he even went as far as to cup his hand around his mouth to talk to him. It was almost as if he genuinely believed he otherwise couldn't hear him due to their differences in height. It was then that Zim finally decided to speak up, which caused the Tallests to audibly groan as they listened to him drone on. However, before they could even attempt to scold him, he mentioned snacks. They perked up at this, raising their fingers to their chins in thoughts. "What kind of snacks...?" Purple asked, intrigued.

"Yes... and Zim, we also will require all of that... troll thing's sodas..." Red said, pointing towards Karako as he began taking long sips from his drink. Ben's show he put on mattered little to the Tallest, due to the simple fact that they were too focused on the promised snacks. Even Thae's rant really didn't do much, nor did Sans' subsequent threat towards the fox, as they instead fantasized about whatever snacks they might enjoy.

"Do you think they'll have milkshakes?"

"Or burgers! O-Or burritos!"

"Maybe even hot fudge sundaes!"

Yeah, it seemed like you had them in the bag here.

ManyFaces Crow Necessity4Fun Birb Laix_Lake ElenaIsCool PolikShadowbliss 2Bornot2B Sayo-Nara ​