With the door left open and Gir making waffles, Tak entered the home base of operations.
“So, this is where the snievling weasel has made base and left himself wide open,” She sneered. She peered into the kitchen. Gir took notice.
“Helloooo-ooooo,” He said. “I'm making waffles.”
Tak began to explore the place, looking for the entrance to Zim's secret lair. Tonight was the night!! She could feel it in her Irken body.
She found another entrance and snuck in. Inside, Zim had a man's body on the table, the PAK on his back poking, proding, replacing a heart with a plastic piggy.
“ZIIIIIIIIIIIIM!” she called out.
He gasped and quickly put on his human disguise.“Tak?! I thought I told you we were done? Everything is normal!”
“You idiot!” She said, taking off her human disguise and revealing her true identity-- Irken race.
“No!” Zim exclaimed with horror and removes his disguise.
"Yes!"
"No!"
"YES!"
A pause.
"Nn-"
“50 years ago, you ruined my life when you wanted snacks. From a BROKEN VENDING MACHINE, you blundering idiot! You couldn't have found one that actually worked?! You took Maim Bot to break into it and caused a power outage to half the planet. I was trapped in that building outside of the vending machine. I was late. I WAS LAAAAAAATE!!! Control Brain sent me to planet Dirt-- DIRT!-- to be a janitor!” She turned to him, her violet eyes glowing with vengeance and violence, mouth watering with murderous rage. “Do you have ANY IDEA what it's like to be denied by Control Brain and having your life ruined for years and years on end?”
“Eh, sort of,” Zim said, remembering his brief stint at Food Courtia.
“NO YOU DON'T HAVE ANY IDEA!!! And now. . . You. Die.”
Suddenly, nanobots swarmed the entire base, wrecking chaos on Computer and all other intricacies.
Zim hopped in his Voot Cruiser and Tak followed closely in hers. After lots of lasers, piggies, exploding snacks, Tak gets a critical hit on Zim's craft.
“Gotcha, you smelly, wet glob fart!”
“Nooooooooooooo!” with Computer broken down and a crit hit on the ship, Zim could no longer control his Cruiser. He crashed into the town's salty lake, dissolving into a bubbling, acidic, lime green ooze.
Tak watched with pleasure as her enemy sank to the bottom of deep lake in the worst way possible.
She turned her Cruiser around, back to Zim's base. “Now, it's MY turn,” she declared, teeth bared with a fierceness even the Tallest would shudder at.
Gorny has died. He was Zim, Mafia.
It is now Day 2. Skool is in session. (you may post)
It takes 6 votes to lynch.
Players Alive:
1. Noodle
2. snickersnack
3. coju
4. Skjolde
5 Pyrotechnician
6. D2DC
7. d2lover
8. Babyhell
9. Pancakes