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carcinoGeneticist [CG] joined chat. ~~ 1 ~~
Invader ZIM [ZIM] joined chat. ~~ 2 ~~
CG: HELLO. WHO ARE YOU?
ZIM: I AM ZIIIM!
CG: IT SAYS YOU ARE AN INVADER, IS THAT TRUE?
CG: YOU HAVE CAUGHT MY INTEREST.
ZIM: YES I AM AN IRKEN INVADER
CG: AHH. I SEE. YOUR TURN TO ASK A QUESTION, *ZIM*.
ZIM: WHAT SPECIES ARE YOU?.... WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS.
CG: THE NAME IS KARKAT AND I AM A TROLL BUT I'M SURE YOU'VE HEARD PLENTY ABOUT OUR SUCCESSFUL OVERRULING OF THIS UNIVERSE
ZIM: NO, I HAVEN'T, ENLIGHTEN ME YOUNG TROLL.
CG: BEFORE I DO ANY *ENLIGHTENING* I WANT TO KNOW WHY YOU CALL YOURSELF AN INVADER IF I'VE NEVER HEARD OF ANY IRKEN INVADERS.
CG: SO
CG: YOU FIRST
ZIM: I WAS SENT TO PLANET EARTH TO DESTROY IT. AND MAKE IT APART OF THE IRKEN EMPIRE.
CG: YOU WERE SENT TO TAKE OVER EARTH? HAHA! HOW DID THAT GO?
ZIM: UNSUCCESSFUL
CG: SO I GUESSED CORRECT
CG: WHAT KEPT YOU FROM VICTORY?
ZIM: MY PLANS
CG: FAILURES?
ZIM: YEP
CG: OUCH. I KNOW HOW THAT FEELS
ZIM: YOU DO?
CG: YEAH... IT SUCKS TO GET SLAPPED IN THE FACE WITH A FAILED PLAN OF YOUR OWN CREATION
ZIM: YES, IT DOES. I ALSO HAVE A STUPID HENCHMAN, HE CAN'T DO ANYTHING!
CG: I HAVE A WHOLE TEAM THAT CAN'T DO ANYTHING
ZIM: THAT MUST SUCK
CG: ABSOLUTELY
ZIM: I CANT EVEN IMAGINE THAT... DO HUMANS MESS WITH YOU TOO?
CG: YOU HAVE NO IDEA
ZIM: I DO, I THINK
CG: YEAH?
ZIM: YEAH
CG: THERE'S THIS ONE HUMAN WHO REALLY PISSES ME OFF. I NEVER KNEW I COULD HAVE FEELINGS SO BLACK FOR SOMETHING SO INFERIOR!
ZIM: BLACK?
CG: MEANING I HATE HIM
CG: A LOT
ZIM: OH
ZIM: I FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT A HUMAN, HE IS ALWAYS TRYING TO RUIN MY PLANS AND EXPOSE MY SECRETS! I HATE HIM!
CG: SEEMS WE'RE BOTH ON THE SAME PAGE HUH ZIM?
ZIM: YEAH, IT SEEMS SO.
CG: YA KNOW, YOUR NOT BAD. YOU'RE SURPRISINGLY COOL
ZIM: REALLY?
ZIM: THANK YOU
CG: SURE THING.
CG: I HAVE A QUESTION
ZIM: YOU'RE NOT SO BAD YOURSELF, KARKAT.
ZIM: AND YES?
CG: OF ALL THE PLANETS TO TAKE OVER, WHY EARTH?
ZIM: I WAS SENT HERE BUY MY TALLEST, I DONT KNOW WHY.
CG: ARE YOU SAYING THAT THE ONLY REASON THAT THEY ARE IN CHARGE IS BECAUSE THEY ARE TALL?
ZIM: YES
CG: THAT IS STUPID
ZIM: WHY IS IT STUPID? HOW ARE PEOPLE SELECTED TO BE IN CHARGE ON YOUR PLANET?
CG: BLOOD COLOR
CG: HE RARER THE BLOOD, THE HIGHER YOU ARE
ZIM: THATS STUPID
CG: I AGREE
ZIM: EVERYONE ON MY PLANET, EXCEPT FOR THE ALMIGHTY TALLEST, ARE SHORT.
CG: REALLY? WELL IN MY GROUP, I'M THE LEADER EVEN THOUGH I'M THE SHORTEST
ZIM: YOU'RE TALLER THAN ME THOUGH.
CG: LUCKY ME. I AM TALLER THAN A SPECIES THAT IS NATURALLY SHORT
ZIM: WELL AT LEAST ITS SOMETHING
CG: I GUESS... HEY, BY ANY CHANCE HAVE YOU HEARD OF... NEVER MIND
ZIM: I HAVE A QUESTION, KARKAT.
CG: YES?
ZIM: ARE YOU HATED BY, WELL... EVERYONE?
CG: .... SOMETIMES I FEEL THAT WAY...
ZIM: I KNOW I AM
CG: I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT
ZIM: NO ITS OKAY
ZIM: I AM THERE TO DESTROY THEM
CG: NO IT'S NOT OKAY BUT I DO UNDERSTAND HOW YOU FEEL
ZIM: YOU DO?
CG: YEAH. THAT FEELING THAT NO MATTER WHERE YOU TURN, SOMEONE HATES YOU, AND IT FEELS LIKE AN ENDLESS TERRIFYING CARNIVAL RIDE.
CG: SOME PEOPLE EVEN WANT ME DEAD.
ZIM: YES, I HATE THAT FEELING. DIB WANTS ME DEAD.
CG: DIB? SO YOU DO KNOW THE WEIRD KID!
ZIM: KNOW HIM?! PFFT! HE PRACTICALLY LIVES AT MY BASE!
CG: WHEN I FIRST FOUND THE PLANET, HE KEPT SENDING ME THESE CREEPY TRANSMISSIONS ABOUT HOW HE'LL CATCH US ALL! WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM?
ZIM: HE IS **** OBSESSED **** WITH ALIENS!
CG: WHY? ALL YOU'RE DOING TO THEM IS SAVING THEM FROM THEIR UNTIMELY DEMISE AND SUFFERING BUT DESTROYING THEM AND TAKING OVER. I MEAN, THAT'S NOT EVEN THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN!
ZIM: I DONT KNOW WHY! BUT HE NEEDS TO GO!
ZIM: DID HE EVER FIND YOU?
CG: HELL NO! I WAS DISCREET WHEN IT CAME TO TALKING TO HIM
ZIM: I BET
CG: HE WAS INTERESTING AT FIRST BUT THEN I JUST GOT ANNOYED
ZIM: HE
ZIM: IS
ZIM: SO
ZIM: ANNOYING
ZIM: YOU
ZIM: HAVE
ZIM: NO
ZIM: IDEA
CG: HE IS PRETTY SMART THOUGH. I HAD TO SEND A HIM A VIRUS TO GET HIM TO BACK OFF AND SOMEHOW HE FIXED THAT AND WAS CHATTING YET AGAIN AN HOUR LATER
ZIM: YOU ARE SO LUCKY
CG: HOW SO?
ZIM: HE COMES OVER **EVERYDAY**
CG: OH MY GOD
ZIM: YES
CG: CAN'T YOU JUST BLOW HIM UP OR SOMETHING?
ZIM: NO
CG: WAIT... YOU'RE BLACK FOR HIM, AREN'T YOU?
ZIM: I HATE HIM, YESS
CG: I FORGOT A SMALL DETAIL WHEN I EXPLAINED BLACK FEELINGS
CG: BLACK MEANS YOU HATE HIM SO MUCH YOU LOVE HIM
ZIM: ....
CG: I KNEW IT!
CG: THAT'S WHY YOU CAN'T BLOW HIM UP!
ZIM: *BLUSHES*
CG: NO NEED TO BE EMBARRASSED. I KNOW THE FEELING ALL TOO WELL
ZIM: ITS DIFFERENT!
CG: *SMIRKS* SURE IT IS
ZIM: IT IS!
ZIM: HES A HUUUUUMAN
CG: *LAUGHS* LIKE I SAID, I KNOW THE FEELING!
CG: I'M NOT LYING!
ZIM: HOW SO?!
CG: I'M SORT OF IN THE BLACK QUADRANT WITH A HUMAN MYSELF
ZIM: WELL IM SUPPOSED TO DESTROY ALL HUMAN LIFE!
CG: YOU CAN'T DEFY THE QUADRANTS.
ZIM: AARGH!
CG: *CONTINUES LAUGHING*
ZIM: *FLIPS TABLE* FUCK THIS!
CG: FLIPPING OUR SHIT ARE WE?
ZIM: YES!
ZIM: *FLIPS A COUCH*
CG: AND I THOUGHT *I* HAD A TEMPER
ZIM: *SHOUTS IN ANGER*
ZIM: FUUUUUUUUUUCK!
CG: DONE YET? HEHEH
ZIM: *BREAKS A VASE AND SITS IN A CORNER, RUBBING HIS TEMPLES* IM GOOD, FOR NOW
CG: *LEANS CASUALLY AGAINST THE FLIPPED COUCH* DEEP BREATHS, ZIM. DEEP BREATHS.
ZIM: *GROWLS AND MUMBLES TO HIMSELF*
CG: HEHEHEH
ZIM: *GLARES AT KARKAT*
CG: YES? MAY I HELP YOU?
ZIM: *STANDS UP AND SIGHS* IM GOOD NOW
CG: NO, IT'S BEST TO LET IT ALL OUT NOW. SO
CG: LET IT OUT
ZIM: I JUST DID
CG: ALL OF IT?
ZIM: YEAH
CG: OKAY, GOOD
ZIM: WAIT
ZIM: *FLIPS A COFFEE TABLE*
ZIM: OKAY
CG: *LAUGHS* I KNEW THERE WAS STILL SOME IN THERE
ZIM: I AM NOT CLEANING THIS UP
CG: NO WORRIES, I'VE HANDLED WORSE
ZIM: I NEED AN ASPRIN
CG: IT'S COOL. WE ALL HAVE OUR DAYS
ZIM: *CLOSES HIS EYES FOR A MINUET*
CG: *FLIPS THE COUCH BACK OVER AND PLOPS DOWN ON IT*
ZIM: *JOINS HIM*
CG: *LOOKS AT YOU* SO NO MORE FLIPPING ANYTHING THAT CATCHES YOUR EYE? IT WAS GETTING ENTERTAINING
ZIM: I MIGHT LATER
CG: GREAT. I'LL BE SURE TO HAVE THE POPCORN READY IN ADVANCE
ZIM: *CHUCKLES*
CG: I GUESS THE SAYING *THE SHORTER THEY ARE, THE HIGHER THEIR TEMPER* IS TRUE
ZIM: IS THAT A REAL SAYING?
CG: *LIES BACK* NOPE. *LAUGHS QUIETLY*
ZIM: *PULLS HIS GLOVES OFF* IM GOING TO CLAW SHIT NEXT TIME.
CG: *RAISES A FINGER TO THE FABRIC OF THE COUCH AND RIPS THROUGH THE MATERIAL BEFORE LYING HIS HAND DOWN AGAIN*
ZIM: *STANDS UP AND WALKS OVER TO THE CURTAINS*
CG: ZIM?
ZIM: *HE DRAGS HIS CLAWS DOWN THE CURTAINS*
CG: *SMILES AND LIES BACK AGAIN*
ZIM: *HE STARTS TO CLAW AT THE CURTAINS, THEN EVENTUALLY RIPS THEM OFF AND FLINGS THEM ACROSS THE ROOM*
CG: *DUCKS TO THE FLOOR AS IT FLIES ABOVE HIM* WOAH!
ZIM: *GOES BACK TO THE COUCH AND SITS BACK DOWN* OKAY I THINK IM FINE NOW...
CG: *GETS BACK UP AND SITS DOWN AGAIN* FOR NOW.
ZIM: SORRY
CG: IT'S OKAY
ZIM: *SCRATCHES THE COUCH ONE TIME*
CG: *HEARS THE BEEP OF HIS HUSKTOP AND HURRIES OVER TO IT, READING THE MESSAGE ON THE SCREEN*
ZIM: WHAT ON IRK WAS THAT?
CG: *HE SLAMMED THE HUSKTOP SHUT AND LEANED AGAINST THE WALL, BACK TO YOU*
ZIM: ....
CG: *HE SMASHED HIS FIST INTO THE WALK, GOING THROUGH IT WITH SUCH EASE. NO WORDS LEFT HIS LIPS*
ZIM: *HE SMILED AND WATCHED*
CG: *HE SWIFTLY PULLED OUT A SICKLE AND SLICED THROUGH THE HUSKTOP AND THE DESK IT SAT UPON, CAUSING IT TO COLLAPSE ONTO THE FLOOR*
ZIM: *HE HELD IN LAUGHS, AND THE TEMPTATION TO GIVE KARKAT A LASER*
CG: *HE JUMPED ONTO THE COUCH, HIS FACE BURIED IN THE CUSHION AND MUMBLED* FUCKING ASSHOLES....
ZIM: WHAT HAPPENED?
CG: *HE TURNED ONTO HIS BACK AND LOOKED UP AT YOU* LET US JUST SAY THAT SOMEONE THOUGHT SCREWING WITH ME WOULD BE FUNNY... THE JOKES ON THEM...
ZIM: SOMEONE? WAS IT THE HUMAN?
CG: SADLY, NO.
ZIM: ANOTHER TROLL?
CG: YEAH
ZIM: OH *HE SEARCHES AROUND IN HIS PAK AND PULLS OUT A LASER* DO YOU NEED THIS?
CG: JUST A DUMBASS JUGGALO. NO NEED FOR THAT...
ZIM: *HE SHRUGS AND PUTS THE LASER BACK* OKAY
CG: *STARES AT THE CEILING AND SIGHS*
ZIM: WHAT DID HE DO? OR SHE...
CG: HE TRIED TO SCARE THE LIVING FUCK OUT OF ME
ZIM: SCARE YOU? HOW?
CG: I'D... RATHER NOT TALK ABOUT IT, OKAY?
ZIM: OKAY, THATS COOL.
CG: THANKS
ZIM: YEAH NO PROBLEM
CG: HEH...
ZIM: SO
ZIM: WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO NOW?
CG: THIRSTY?
ZIM: NO
ZIM: I DONT THINK WE DRINK THE SAME STUFF
CG: WHAT DO YOU DRINK?
ZIM: I DRINK
ZIM: IRKEN STUFF
CG: *LAUGHS AND HANDS HIM A COKE* HOW ABOUT YOU TRY THIS?
ZIM: *LOOKS AT HIM* CAN YOU OPEN IT?
ZIM: *HOLDS HIS CLAWS UP* I CANT
CG: *OPENS IT AND HANDS IT BACK TO HIM*
CG: *PULLS ONE OUT FOR HIMSELF*
ZIM: *SNIFFS IT AND TAKES A DRINK* WOW
ZIM: THAT BURNS MY THROAT
CG: YOU OKAY?
ZIM: YEAH
ZIM: I WOULD BE SCREAMING
CG: DON'T DIE MAN
ZIM: I WONT, I HOPE
CG: THAT WOULD MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SHIT
ZIM: *TAKES ANOTHER DRINK* I LIKE IT
CG: *GULPS IT DOWN* I PREFER IT OVER PEPSI
ZIM: I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THAT IS
CG: JUST GO WITH IT *SMILES BEFORE FINISHING IT OFF*
ZIM: OKAY... *TAKES ANOTHER DRINK BEFORE SETTING ON A TABLE THAT MIGHT BE FLIPPED*
CG: *LOOKS AROUND* THIS PLACE IS TRASHED
ZIM: YEAH IT IS, THATS MY FAULT
CG: I'LL MANIPULATE ERIDAN INTO CLEANING IT LATER...
ZIM: ERIDAN?
CG: A DEAD IDIOT.
ZIM: DEAD
ZIM: WHAT
ZIM: NEVER MIND
CG: GOOD IDEA. JUST DON'T THINK ABOUT IT
ZIM: YEAH I WONT