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deercountry2021-09-19 06:07 pm
zib) wrote in deercountry2021-09-19 06:07 pm
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did anybody order the crispy dib
Who: Zib and YOU?
What: Recent event hi-jinks and other dangerous activities for 12 year olds probably
When: During the month of September
Where: Out and About
Content Warnings: Alien Body Horror, more than likely even more mentions of cartoon violence and horror because Invader Zim is a heck of a canon, will add other warnings when they come up.
A. Settling In/Growing Pains
[To the possible surprise of anyone who has met Zib since his arrival here, they'll find that this strange kid is, for some reason, not staying at any houses with anyone in this place. No, in fact, he can be found on the outskirts near the beach, where his "home" that he's currently staying in is a rather peculiar looking transportation vehicle and the attempt of "hiding" it via large tarps he's put up over nearby objects to hang over his little ship where it's parked here like a makeshift roof.
Currently, the tarps are not up and you'll be able to see it, and that it looks like it has enough room for one, maybe two people to ride it in the seats up front where the controls are, but otherwise only enough room in the back for one that has a thin blanket lying in the open doorway... has Zib been sleeping in this spot since he got here?
He doesn't notice anyone approaching him though, as he has his back to the world while he appears to be doing some kind of repair job outside of the ship, a panel opened and wires being moved and reconnected as he mutters to himself.]
Stupid planet, stupid ocean... didn't think the water would affect the wires like this...
[There's only one other thing of interest here, and it's that there are flowers that have been planted around his little makeshift hobo home. Purple hyacinths, to be more precise... but very sickly looking and like they are in the process of wilting...]
River of Regret (cw: a lot of body horror)
[One moment he's picking up a Raven feather, the next he is suddenly on a boat with other Sleepers, and at first, Zib doesn't seem to be particularly bothered, instead seeming to take in the sights and making notes of what's going on... he only stops, however, when two people come into view, tied up and suspended in the air. Zib abruptly stands up in the canoe, alarmed.]
Gaz? ... Dad?
[He starts to put his foot on the edge of the canoe here, like he's about to jump out and try to reach them even though they are clearly dead... but then he freezes, because when the canoe continues a little further, and suddenly there's a whole cluster of bodies gathered together... all the same body actually, but in various different states of death.
His own, as a matter of fact. There's one of what looks like Dib being pecked and pulled apart by the birds eating it (why does it smell like baloney in the air?), one that has Dib's ribcage pulled open and exposed to reveal that the lungs are missing and have been replaced with some kind of toy that makes a mooing sound like a cow when a bird pokes it with it's beak... it just keeps getting worse and worse states for this kid's body to be shown in.
So yeah, this is... a lot to take in.]
Bloodsport (cw: potential violence)
[Zib tries to fight off the urges for violence save for the occasional spit of poison or tearing up and stabbing random objects he finds (acting on them too much, it makes him too much like Zim) that try to steamroll him the longer the month goes on, but eventually he passes out and the poor weird kid ends up at The Gate. He looks up, blinking blearily at where the noise of the crowd is cheering and demanding to see some violence, and... laughs, awkwardly.]
Well, this is... hahaha... ironic... I guess...
[He remembers having sent several versions of Zim to a pit like this himself to duke it out among themselves, and now it seems that it's his turn. It's darkly funny, in a way.
Eventually he turns his attention to the other person that they tossed in here with him, and regards them warily.]
Soooooo... what now?
[Maybe he can convince them not to fight or to at least make it look like he wins... if not, however... then he'll have no choice but to get violent to protect himself...]
Wildcard
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What: Recent event hi-jinks and other dangerous activities for 12 year olds probably
When: During the month of September
Where: Out and About
Content Warnings: Alien Body Horror, more than likely even more mentions of cartoon violence and horror because Invader Zim is a heck of a canon, will add other warnings when they come up.
A. Settling In/Growing Pains
[To the possible surprise of anyone who has met Zib since his arrival here, they'll find that this strange kid is, for some reason, not staying at any houses with anyone in this place. No, in fact, he can be found on the outskirts near the beach, where his "home" that he's currently staying in is a rather peculiar looking transportation vehicle and the attempt of "hiding" it via large tarps he's put up over nearby objects to hang over his little ship where it's parked here like a makeshift roof.
Currently, the tarps are not up and you'll be able to see it, and that it looks like it has enough room for one, maybe two people to ride it in the seats up front where the controls are, but otherwise only enough room in the back for one that has a thin blanket lying in the open doorway... has Zib been sleeping in this spot since he got here?
He doesn't notice anyone approaching him though, as he has his back to the world while he appears to be doing some kind of repair job outside of the ship, a panel opened and wires being moved and reconnected as he mutters to himself.]
Stupid planet, stupid ocean... didn't think the water would affect the wires like this...
[There's only one other thing of interest here, and it's that there are flowers that have been planted around his little makeshift hobo home. Purple hyacinths, to be more precise... but very sickly looking and like they are in the process of wilting...]
River of Regret (cw: a lot of body horror)
[One moment he's picking up a Raven feather, the next he is suddenly on a boat with other Sleepers, and at first, Zib doesn't seem to be particularly bothered, instead seeming to take in the sights and making notes of what's going on... he only stops, however, when two people come into view, tied up and suspended in the air. Zib abruptly stands up in the canoe, alarmed.]
Gaz? ... Dad?
[He starts to put his foot on the edge of the canoe here, like he's about to jump out and try to reach them even though they are clearly dead... but then he freezes, because when the canoe continues a little further, and suddenly there's a whole cluster of bodies gathered together... all the same body actually, but in various different states of death.
His own, as a matter of fact. There's one of what looks like Dib being pecked and pulled apart by the birds eating it (why does it smell like baloney in the air?), one that has Dib's ribcage pulled open and exposed to reveal that the lungs are missing and have been replaced with some kind of toy that makes a mooing sound like a cow when a bird pokes it with it's beak... it just keeps getting worse and worse states for this kid's body to be shown in.
So yeah, this is... a lot to take in.]
Bloodsport (cw: potential violence)
[Zib tries to fight off the urges for violence save for the occasional spit of poison or tearing up and stabbing random objects he finds (acting on them too much, it makes him too much like Zim) that try to steamroll him the longer the month goes on, but eventually he passes out and the poor weird kid ends up at The Gate. He looks up, blinking blearily at where the noise of the crowd is cheering and demanding to see some violence, and... laughs, awkwardly.]
Well, this is... hahaha... ironic... I guess...
[He remembers having sent several versions of Zim to a pit like this himself to duke it out among themselves, and now it seems that it's his turn. It's darkly funny, in a way.
Eventually he turns his attention to the other person that they tossed in here with him, and regards them warily.]
Soooooo... what now?
[Maybe he can convince them not to fight or to at least make it look like he wins... if not, however... then he'll have no choice but to get violent to protect himself...]
Wildcard
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