Log 1:
"My Tallest? Brothers?" I was young, but not too young. I had crash landed on this strange planet with my S.I.R., Girly. My brothers had sent me on a mission to find a Irken named Zim
Zim, apparently, was supposed to report back to my brothers, for they needed him to find a cure for a deadly disease that had just hit the Armada. They were going to inject him with the deadly disease I call, Red Hot Fever, and then inject him with the latest antidote they conjured up.
"Girly, where are we? I need to know what planet we're on, and what the lifeforms on this planet look like. We need to make disguises till the ship is fully repaired."
"Sorry for the wait," said Girly, "I just can't get a signal! Also, Kate, there is a transmission coming in from a place on this planet. It is coming in from across the so called neighborhood. Do you want to accept the transmission?"
"What? What kind of transmission are you receiving Girly?"
"Master, it seems like an Irken transmission. It is coming from Irken technology, from this so called Irken robot, Gir." said Girly, starting to look worried, as if something was hacking into her system slowly forcing her to shut down. "Do you want to acc-cept th-the transmission?"
"Yes, Girly. I will accept the transmission. You have done enough research." I thought to myself, 'What is a Gir? It has to be Irken, but what century S.I.R. is it?' "Girly, one last thing before you accept the transmission, will you give me a copy of the Gir?"
"Yes master. I will get you a copy. But master, what if this is a trap? This, Gir, what if its mainframe hacks into mine? What will we do? We will have no way of contacting your brothers. Would you still want to accept?"
I thought of it but, I could always take her Expression Chip out and make a new mainframe, because I am a mechanic.
"Proceed with the transmission Girly."
"AAAHHH!" came from transmission. It was another Irken. "Who are you? You're not Tallest! You're a... girl?"
"Yes, I'm Princess Kate from the Irken Armada. What planet are we on?"
"Earth. I am Invader Zim. A filthy human on this planet has been blocking my transmissions for 7 years at least. So, what are you on this planet for, and where are you?" said Zim.
"I am actually across the street, f-"
"Across the street?!?! Somebody could've seen you! Come to my house, we'll have a little chat."
So ran across road. As I ran, I noticed a rash on my arm. But it was no ordinary rash, it was Red Hot Fever, and I was in stage one. I screamed as I ran, only a few inches away from Zim's door. But a boy ran in front of me.
"Whats wrong," said the boy, "afraid you have an ALIEN disease?"
"Please, I need to get into this house! My life is in danger!" I said, crying so hard that I could barely choke that up.
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I going to hurt you by standing here?" said the boy
"Yes!!! Your just gonna stand there and watch me die?!?!?" I said gritting my teeth.
"Huh?" he said.
"My Tallest? Brothers?" I was young, but not too young. I had crash landed on this strange planet with my S.I.R., Girly. My brothers had sent me on a mission to find a Irken named Zim
Zim, apparently, was supposed to report back to my brothers, for they needed him to find a cure for a deadly disease that had just hit the Armada. They were going to inject him with the deadly disease I call, Red Hot Fever, and then inject him with the latest antidote they conjured up.
"Girly, where are we? I need to know what planet we're on, and what the lifeforms on this planet look like. We need to make disguises till the ship is fully repaired."
"Sorry for the wait," said Girly, "I just can't get a signal! Also, Kate, there is a transmission coming in from a place on this planet. It is coming in from across the so called neighborhood. Do you want to accept the transmission?"
"What? What kind of transmission are you receiving Girly?"
"Master, it seems like an Irken transmission. It is coming from Irken technology, from this so called Irken robot, Gir." said Girly, starting to look worried, as if something was hacking into her system slowly forcing her to shut down. "Do you want to acc-cept th-the transmission?"
"Yes, Girly. I will accept the transmission. You have done enough research." I thought to myself, 'What is a Gir? It has to be Irken, but what century S.I.R. is it?' "Girly, one last thing before you accept the transmission, will you give me a copy of the Gir?"
"Yes master. I will get you a copy. But master, what if this is a trap? This, Gir, what if its mainframe hacks into mine? What will we do? We will have no way of contacting your brothers. Would you still want to accept?"
I thought of it but, I could always take her Expression Chip out and make a new mainframe, because I am a mechanic.
"Proceed with the transmission Girly."
"AAAHHH!" came from transmission. It was another Irken. "Who are you? You're not Tallest! You're a... girl?"
"Yes, I'm Princess Kate from the Irken Armada. What planet are we on?"
"Earth. I am Invader Zim. A filthy human on this planet has been blocking my transmissions for 7 years at least. So, what are you on this planet for, and where are you?" said Zim.
"I am actually across the street, f-"
"Across the street?!?! Somebody could've seen you! Come to my house, we'll have a little chat."
So ran across road. As I ran, I noticed a rash on my arm. But it was no ordinary rash, it was Red Hot Fever, and I was in stage one. I screamed as I ran, only a few inches away from Zim's door. But a boy ran in front of me.
"Whats wrong," said the boy, "afraid you have an ALIEN disease?"
"Please, I need to get into this house! My life is in danger!" I said, crying so hard that I could barely choke that up.
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I going to hurt you by standing here?" said the boy
"Yes!!! Your just gonna stand there and watch me die?!?!?" I said gritting my teeth.
"Huh?" he said.