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Fanfic Contest


If you want to enter the Fanfic Contest...

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THE WINNER WILL GET AN AWARD

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Why our email?

Not that you can't get it already since you're a mod/admin/whatever, but I'd rather PM it, mm'kay?

Anyways, I'm entering my fic Dreams of a Dark Apocalypse, but since it's not finished yet (it's pretty darn long), I'll just... uh... say I'm entering, and post the fic when it's finished.

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Ok. Here is my submission. The most recent fan fic I have written:


 


Script: Oblivion of Doom. By Iyazim.


INT. DIB’S HOUSE. NIGHT.
A quick montage starts of Dib tapping into the Irken operating system with his computer, working on his computer drives and attaching a mechanical device to it. Dib is putting on a black jumpsuit and the montage stops. He puts his computer and some food (a sandwich) into his backpack.

DIB
Okay! This is it! I finally have a way to sneak into ZIM’s base undetected. Soon his alien organs will be in the hands of some paranormal scientist in the autopsy room! And everyone will finally believe me! Heh heh ha ha ha.

GAZ (IN BACKGROUND)
Nobody cares Dib!

Dib ignores her.

DIB
All I have to do is attach my modified spy ware technology to Zim’s computer and I will be able to control some of his base! Maybe even the president man will congratulate me himself.

Dib straps on his backpack and throws on his mask. He looks like a ninja.

DIB (CONT’D)
Your rein of terror stops today Zim!

Dorky inspirational music plays as Dib flies out of the house.

INT. ZIM’S BASE
Zim is talking to the Tallest in his main underground room

ZIM
So I basically have things under control here-

Gir screams in the background

ZIM (CONT’D)
-conquering earth and stuff. In fact I am almost in full control of the entire human population.

TALLEST PURPLE
Wow. That’s just spectacular. Were gunna go do something else now.

ZIM
But! Umm. There IS something going on that may concern you.


GIR (IN BACKGROUND)
MY PANTS RAN AWAY! WHAAAAAAA! And they’re on fire.

GIR appears and stands next to ZIM with his tongue out

TALLEST RED
What information do you have that could possibly concern us. We’re almighty ya know.

ZIM (CLEARLY LYING)
Uh…Although I am in absolute rule over the planet, I fear the humans may be forming a resistance. They could strike at any moment and so I may need some giant exploding things to protect myself. And my amazing base.



EXT. ZIM’S HOUSE
Dib is sneaking around the back of ZIM’s house and into the side yard under a metal connecter tube. He sneaks, out of site of the gnomes through the front door. He cautiously closes it behind him. Gir walks out of the kitchen and sees Dib.

GIR
MOOOOOMEEEEEE! You came home to rescue me! I loooove you!

GIR runs over to Dib and hugs him. Dib flinches and shoves GIR away.

GIR (CONT’D)
NOOOOOO! You don’t love me anymore! Mo-

Dib pulls out a sandwich from his backpack and hands it to a GIR who is starting to well up with tears. GIR smiles, takes the sandwich and skips back into the kitchen, happy. Dib looks on in disgust and heads over to the couch. He looks at it suspiciously. He pries open the bottom and it opens up the rest of the way making hydraulic sounds. Dib looks down and jumps in. He lands in a storage room (seen in “Plague of Babies“). He walks over to a computer console with a screen and attaches his equipment and computer to it. He pulls his mask off. He starts typing and a smile grows on his face.

INT. ZIM’S BASE
ZIM is still talking to the tallest.

TALLEST RED
Okay Zim. Maybe we’ll send you something. Just quit asking us for stuff. Jeez.


Tallest purple is eating a snack.

ZIM
Very well my tallest! I shall prepare for whatever it is you will send me! You will give me something right?

The camera switches to the Tallest’s viewpoint.

TALLEST RED
ZIM! Quit it! Were going now, bye!

Before they can cut the transmission the screen gets a little fuzzy and a surprised Dib shows up on the screen.

DIB
What the!?

TALLEST PURPLE
Holy Shmoobobs! Zim mutated into some horrible creature! What’s happening?!

The screen fuzzes a bit and it goes back to ZIM who is furiously pounding on a control panel. He looks up.

ZIM
Tallest! TALLEST! Something’s infiltrated my base! I can’t control th-

The screen goes back to Dib. He is pushing some more buttons and looks determined.

DIB
Ha! I am gaining control of your pathetic base NOW Zim! It won’t be long before-

Dib looks up.

DIB (CONT’D)
Your Zim’s leaders…Hi! Well I have control of-

The screen goes to ZIM again. He is trying to regain control of communications but Dib has now gained control of most of the base. A small screen comes out of the ceiling with Dib on it. He bites his lip as he sees Zim from behind. The tallest see this and their jaws drop. Mechanical arms come out of the ceiling and grab ZIM. Strangling him to the ground.

ZIM

Nooooooooooo!


The screen goes, once again back to Dib. He is laughing.

TALLEST RED
WHO ARE YOU!

Tallest Red points at Dib furiously.

DIB
Who am I?! I am your worst enemy! Zim’s human nemesis! The sole protector of earth!! The leader of-

THE TALLEST
AAAAAHHHH!

They cut the transmission. Communications officers look at them in confusion. Tallest Red gets all serious and points to an advisor.

TALLEST RED
Prepare bombing fleet 64! I’ve had enough of ZIM making mistakes and letting the leaders of that planet have access to our technology. That’s too risky.


TALLEST PURPLE
What do we do!

TALLEST RED
We have to destroy Zim’s base before any of those creatures on earth can learn enough about our technology or use it against us!

Blinking lights flash on the screen and an Irken with green eyes and a scope type thing on his head appears at the bridge of an Irken Ring Cutter.

COMMANDER FLAK
I am ready my Sirs! What is the emergency?

TALLEST RED
The leader of the planet one of our Invaders is trying to conquer has taken control of his base and a lot of our technology!

TALLEST PURPLE (MUNCHING ON CHIPS)
Well he’s not really an Invader…

TALLEST RED
Heh heh, no. He’s not. But you have to destroy his base Commander Flak If you don’t we may have to deal with another one of those resistance thingies. Here are the coordinates.


Tallest Red pushes a few button on a console and slams a button.


TALLEST RED (CONT’D)
Now go! This is top priority!

COMMANDER FLAK
Yes Sir!

The transmission cuts. There is a long pause.

TALLEST PURPLE
Hey! Maybe when Zim’s base is destroyed, he will get caught in the blast!

TALLEST RED
Yeah! That will be great! We won’t have to worry about any other stupid messes he gets in. I just hope Flak is up to the task.

TALLEST PURPLE
It’ll be a big firey explosion.


TALLEST RED
Yeah…

The scene cuts back to Dib and Zim who are in the same room. Zim is still held down by the robot arms.

ZIM
COMPUTER! COMPUTER!! HELP ME! Vanquish this foul human from my base!

GIR pops out from behind Dib and runs over to ZIM.

GIR
I HELP YOOUU!

GIR pulls a tube of cheese out of his head and waves it around ZIM’s face. ZIM strains to get free as GIR squirts the cheese on his face, on Dib’s hair, and all over the room. GIR is insanely laughing. Dib looks over at GIR, disgusted and pushes a button on his laptop. It activates another robot arm which grabs GIR and slams him against the wall. GIR throws his hands up and drops the now empty tube of cheese.

GIR
Yaaaaaaay!

Dib looks down at Zim, whom is spitting out cheese from his mouth. It’s pathetic. Dib still has the cheese in his hair.

DIB
It's over, Zim!


ZIM (REGAINING COMPOSURE)
You can’t control my entire base, monkey Dib! It’s security locked so that if any alien being enters it, it won’t obey any commands! Except for these robot arms I guess.

DIB
Doesn’t that mean you can’t command your base either!?

ZIM stares for a beat.

ZIM
RELEASE ME!

DIB
No!

The camera starts zooming in on Dib.

DIB (CONT’D)
I’m going to be famous once I turn you in, ZIM! Finally I will be recognized for my incredible achievements. You’re gunna be dissected and your guts examined! Ha ha ha! It won’t be long before- AAAAHH!

A cheese-covered Gir tackles Dib from the side. Dib falls down and the scene cuts.


EXT. ZIM’S BASE
A military van surrounded by police cars rolls up in front of ZIM’s house. Sirens blaring. Dib stands outside.

DIB
All right! They believed me this time. Well I did kinda stretch the truth. Hmmm.

Three men in uniform jump out. One has a large net.

ANIMAL CAPTURE GUY
Okay!! Where’s the rabid iguana!

DIB
Ummm…in there…

He points inside.

ANIMAL CAPTURE GUY
C’mon boys! Get ‘em!

They run inside and screaming is heard. They come out with ZIM in the net. ZIM is ranting like a maniac. They throw him in the van and screech off. Dib runs after them.

DIB
Hey wait!

He runs after them and the screen fades into the next scene




INT. ZIM’s HOUSE
GIR is watching the T.V.

WHUH NEWS ANCOR
In other news, a crazy boy with a demon sized head uncovered what appears to be some sort of new lizard species. Let’s ask him for a story.

The camera moves toward Dib. A containment chamber is behind him with ZIM in it, without his disguise on. Scientists surround him. Dib lunges for the camera.

DIB
Not a lizard! Alien! ALIEN! Green head! Antennae! Those red eyes! NYAH!

WHUH NEWS ANCOR
Well it looks like he is still a bit skeptical on what exactly he caught, but will get back to him.

INT. MILITARY BASE
Dib is next to ZIM with some scientists. He is trying to get their attention.

DIB
Hey! Hey! Any questions! I have been studying him for months!

SCIENTIST
Who are you?

DIB
I’m the one who caught the alien!

SCIENTIST
Oh. Well my congratulations to you then. Now go play somewhere else. You got your camera time.

The scientist looks up at something off screen and flicks his hand. Security guards grab Dib from behind and drag him off.

DIB
Noooo! Don’t I deserve some sort of recognition?! Hey somebody! Uuuugghh!

SCIENTIST
Hey look, donuts!

He points over to a box of donuts and all the other scientists come over.


SCIENTIST
Weehooo, yeah!

ZIM looks around to make sure nobody is watching as his spider legs pop out and cut a hole in the glass. He sneaks away.


INT. FLAK‘S FLAGSHIP
Flak is standing proudly behind two officers at the controls. The camera goes behind him and a land formation on Earth is seen out the front window as the fleet approaches the atmosphere. A grid appears on the window and the camera gives an exterior view of the fleet as the plummet toward the surface.

INT. MILITARY BASE
Red lights flash and a pulsating buzzer goes off. The camera zooms over to the General.

RADAR CONTROLER (IN BACKROUND)
Wow! Sir! There are seven UFO’s closing fast! Sir!

GENERAL
On screen!

Flak’s fleet is seen up close on a nearby screen rushing through the sky. Everyone in the room erupts in surprise.

GENERAL
Good God! Aliens!

Dib jumps up and waves his hands in the General’s face.

DIB
Irken’s! Those are Irken ships! Just like ZIM! The alien!

Dib points to a now empty containment chamber.

DIB (CONT’D)
Hey?!

GENERAL
Weaknesses boy! What are these Irkin’s weaknesses?

DIB
Alien weaknesses? How should I- wait! … ZIM’s allergic to earth water! … We’re did he go?!

GENERAL
Water! Of course! (He whispers something in the Radar Controller’s ear) Excellent work!

DIB
What?! Wait! What did you just tell him?!

Dib has a crazed look on his face. The General looks at him for a beat.

GENERAL
Crazy bucket this kid now!!

Soldiers pile on top of a screaming Dib as the camera fades into an airfield. Military jets take off vertically and rise up to meet the ships.

INT. FLAK’S FLAGSHIP
Flak and crew are powering up their weapons as they see the approaching earth ships on a radar screen as well. As they approach Flak stares out the front window waiting for a visual. Flak’s fleet slows to a stop as the bulky but small earth military jets meet them in a vertical climb. Flak gazes incomprehensively at the hovering crafts.

GENERAL (LOOKING AT SCREEN)
FIRE!

Water sprays out of the jet’s turrets and missiles filled with water explode on the Irken ships. Flak scratches his head then pushes some buttons. His fleet shoots down the hovering jets with lasers and zooms off.

PILOT
Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh! Eeeeaaaahh! Woooooaaaaaahhh. Waah. Eeah. Oh.

He pushes the eject button and shoots out of the ####pit. His parachute pops open along with the others from the other jets. He smiles. Flaks fleet zooms around shooting random things as they make their way to ZIM’s base. Rock music plays.

INT. ZIM’S HOUSE
ZIM runs panting through the door. He plucks a small pink rabbit out his disguise, which he is now wearing, and tosses it aside. GIR is jumping about and making monkey noises.

ZIM
What are you doing GIR!

GIR
I dunno!! Gimme a banana!!

ZIM
What?! Oh…Okay. Wait! No GIR! No fruit. Not after that last incident.

GIR sits up and looks surprised.

ZIM (CON’D)
It is time I stopped he Dib and his monstrosity of a head once and for all!

GIR
Do this mean ham gunna rain from the sky now!?…Do it?! DOOO IITTT!!?? Yeeaaaayyy!

ZIM scorns at GIR for a beat.

ZIM
NEVER!

GIR
Awww.

ZIM
COMPUTER! PREPARETHEDEATHWAVECANNON!! I have some annihilating I must take care of!

ZIM sinks into the floor on an elevator. GIR jumps in after him

GIR
Yaaaay! Doomeysplodey time!

EXT. ZIM’S HOUSE
Things are quiet and peaceful. A butterfly lands on a lawn gnome. Suddenly the ground shakes and the lawn gnomes fall over. Climatically music plays as a Death Wave Cannon bursts through the ground with ZIM at the helm. He smiles evilly.

ZIM
Heh heh heh. Ha ha ha ha ha! AH HA HA- Hey!

An alarm sounds and ZIM looks at the computer screen in front of him. It shows seven blips advancing toward the base. An Irken insignia flashes.

ZIM
What the?!…Oh nooo!

He pounds some buttons.

ZIM
GIR! It seems the humans have captured a few POWERFUL armada ships! … The Dib! It must be his doing! Oh how he will suffer!!!

He pushes some more buttons. GIR pops up behind him.

EXT. FLAK’S FLEET
With the Ring Cutter up front, the ships are speeding toward a target indicated on the flagship’s main radar screen. Rock music resumes.

FLAK
Prepare the bombs!

OFFICER
Yes sir! Wooaa!

Inside the ship everything is jostled about from an impact.

FLAK (CONT’D)
AAHH. What did we hit?

EXT. ZIM’S BASE
Zim laughs insanely as he unloads rounds of plasma at the now hovering fleet. The ships zoom around trying to avoid the ground fire. Yells are heard from inside the scattering ships as shells explode around them. The camera switches to the interior of the flagship.

FLAK
It’s an ambush! RETREAT!

Back at ZIM’s viewpoint the ships are seen flying off. ZIM manages to hit one of the Spittle Runners which nearly falls to the ground upon impact. ZIM jumps out and looks triumphant.





INT. MASSIVE CONTROL ROOM
A communication officer presses a button and Flak, with a black eye and a broken scope appears.

FLAK
The was an ambush! We were taken by surprise just before we could complete our drop.

TALLEST RED
What?! ZIM is still alive?!

Tallest Purple looks over at Red.

TALLEST RED (CONT’D)
Uh I mean…You didn’t destroy his base! Aww man! I mean … Those humans sure are gunna get us. Myep…So what happened, anyway?

FLAK
A cannon…I think it was Irken technology…So horrible!

TALLEST PURPLE
Wadda ya mean our technology?

FLAK
It was a Death wave cannon! I just know it! Whoever they were, they were very powerful! I just kno-

The transmission fuzzes out and ZIM appears on the screen.

ZIM
Tallest!! The humans have-

TALLEST RED
Hey! How did you get through!!!

ZIM
What? Oh...Heh heh. Yeah. I know. I’m creepy…But as I was saying, the Dib and the other pig smells launched an assault on my base!

THE TALLEST
Huh?!

ZIM (CONT’D)
Somehow he got a hold of some Irken ships! (ZIM changes his voice dramatically) And he attacked meeee!

The Tallest now realize what just happened

ZIM (CONT’D)
Luckily I was able to fend them off with my amazing CANNON! Of doom.

The Tallest laugh.

ZIM
What?! How?! Hey! What’s going on.

TALLEST RED
Ummm. (He chuckles) Those were…uh…gifts for you!…ZIM. Cause…well your…AMAZING!!

He bursts out into laughter.

TALLEST PURPLE
But were not gunna send you anymore cool things if your just gunna blow ‘em up! Ha ha ha ha ha! How about that! Ah ah ha oh!

Tallest Red signals for the transmission to cut and the screen goes blank. Cut back to ZIM’s base.

INT. ZIM’S BASE
ZIM is looking at a blank screen. His eyes are wide.

ZIM
Nooooooooo! I have failed my tallest! Noooooo. Why is the universe out to hurt ZIM? Whyyyy! Aaaah!

He pounds the ground with his fists.

GIR walks up behind him holding an angry monkey toy. He throws it in the air and mimics ZIM. A mechanical arm comes down from the ceiling and shoots toward the camera.

END.


Copyright by: Iyazim. This fanfic cannot be redistributed or reproduced in any form without the owners consent. Almost all the characters are the property of Jhonen Vasquez.



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I'll join.


Is it okay if I post a link?



-- Edited by Membrane at 08:22, 2005-04-06

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yups

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Well, here's the next segment of my fanfic (1/2 to 2/3 of the way done, I think):

http://www.badbadrubberpiggy.com/vBulliten/showthread.php?p=21995#post21995

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Here, I'll just use Zirkus Von Holle, the story I entered for the Halloween fanfic contest at BBRP, since all my other stories are either too long, unfinished, or too creepy.


 


http://www.badbadrubberpiggy.com/vBulliten/showthread.php?t=1342



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cool...the fanfic contest will end soon...so more people enter...and keep coming back to the message board...

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I think I forgot to mention that my fic is now hosted at Fanfiction.net:

http://www.fanfiction.net/~smnmx

Yay!

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ooo...cool...

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...Is this dead now?



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Nope Girdf will be giving out awards very soon. No worrys, except that you'll lose.

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First of all, that was very rude.


Second of all, how do you know?



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First, sorry if I sounded rude. I was joking. Sorry. Second, he told me. So yeah. Sorry.


My fanfic, "Orange Planet of Resist"


We see what appears to be a baren waste-land of a planet, crators visable from all angles. The ground is orange with many mountains, all twisting sideways at there peeks. Dust flies slowly in the background, and the sound of wind is heard. Suddenly Shloonktapooxis pops up.


Shloonktapooxis: Hi! Welcome to the coooolest planet evar! The planet where will stop the Irk dudes for good!


Lard Nar: (sarcastic tone) No way!


Shloonktapooxis: Way!


Shloonktapooxis closes his eyes and his tounge hangs out of his mouth. 10 seconds pass in silence. He opens one eye, and a look of shock appears on his face as if he just remembered something.


Shloonktapooxis: Oh, right... Now (turns around) has anyone got a good name for it?


Lard Nar sitting on a crashed vortian escape pod, still smoking as if it has recently crashed. Lard Nar is resting his head his arm.


Lard Nar: I would ask why you were talking to that rock, if I didn't know how stupid you were.


Shloonktapooxis whirls around and looks at a pointy rock shooting up from the ground. He taps it with his head an gasps.


Shloonktapooxis: Whoa, it IIIS a rock... Thas 'awesome!


Shloonktapooxis smashes his head on the rock, which shatters into dozens of pieces. He falls to the ground.


Shloonktapooxis: Whooo, man that was fun!


Lard Nar stares down at the ground and sighs. He looks over his shoulder to see Spleenk lying on the ground. He's laying flat on his back, twitching slightly. He's laying next to the remains of an exploded escape pod. He babbles words very fast while dramatic music plays in the background.


Spleenk: Horrible...space pod move fast...forgot controls...nothing to eat...never payed my bank loan...were doomed...


The music stops. The camara pans back to Lard Nar, but we can still here mutters from Spleenk in the background.


Lard Nar (In a very confident sounding voice): Well men, it appears we're stuck! After travelling for 3 weeks, we finally landed on a planet.


Spleenk: We crashed...


Lard Nar (ignoring Spleenk): However, are food supply is low...


Spleenk: It never existed...


Lard Nar: and we've lost contact with the other Resisty Members.


Spleenk: Who probably stole the food...


Lard Nar sadly stares up into space, a look of concern appears on his face.


Lard Nar: I sure hope there safe.


Shloonktapooxis: They probably crashed and went BOOM and exploded into a million pieces and there remains floating across space for a eternity!!!


Spleenk: With are food.


Lard Nar looks annoyed.


Somewhere is space we see a group of Vortian Escape Pods flying. The camara zooms in on an escape pod, an we see a three headed alien eating a bag of chips that have the words "Spleenks emergency food" on it. The camara turns so we see that there flying to Foodcourtia. A amplified voice speaks loudly through a huge speaker attached to a hovering Spittle Runner.


Speaker: Welcome to Foodcourtia! Today has been declared an Irken holiday by The Almighty Tallest. The Tallest Are Hip and in Your Face Day! *snickers* To celebrate, everything at Foodcourtia is free!


Loud cheers can be heard coming from the Vortian Escape Pods as they fly into Foodcourtia. The Spittle Runner soon follows.


Speaker (more quietly): I just got a new favorite holiday...


Back to the orange planet. Lard Nar is inside one of the pods, pushing on various buttons, which makes various beeping noises. The words "Week Three, Day Three" appear at the bottom of the monitor for a moment. Shloonktapooxis and Spleenk stand behind him. Shloonktapooxis is whistling the IZ theme song and Spleenk is tapping his foot to the music. Lard Nar speaks suddenly, and startals Spleenk. Shloonktapooxis begins beat-boxing.


Lard Nar: Maybe we could contact a nearby planet or something. We have to find away off this planet!


Lard Nar hits a button on the screen, an the words, "Connecting...." appear. After a few seconds the words change to "verifying username and password", and finally "Welcome, Good Looking Vortian Hunk"


Shloonktapooxis and Spleenk giggle. Lard Nar looks slightly embarrased, but continues to work.


Cut to Dibs room, Dib is talking to Agent Nessie through his computer, while eating a piece of bacon.


Dib: So, (chews on bacon) your saying that Dracula used to be a profesional wrestler?


Nessie is about to speak when Lard Nar and Resisty crew appear on the screen. Dib jumps back in shock.


Shloonktapooxis: Hiii!! ...Your a geek!


Dib: Aliens!!! Alie...Wait, how do you know what a geek is?


Shloonktapooxis: Well duh! It's because you got a...a...humongnormas head!


Dib: Humongnormas isn't a wor...


Lard Nar (interupting Dib): Could you help us get off this ghastly planet? Are ship crashed, and we had to evacuate, but the escape pods didn't fuction correctly and...It was this guys fault!


Lard Nar points to Spleenk, he waves.


Dib (innocently): Suuure....just hold on.


Dib moves the cursor to a button that says "record". Everything slows down. The mouse moves incredIbly slow. We see Dib sweat in excitment. On screen, Lard Nar stares at Dib, confused why it's all slow. Spleenks drools in slow-mo, his eyes focused on the bacon. Shloonktapooxis appears not to have noticed anything. He yawns, and slowly falls asleep. The mouse moves right over the the record button. With a huge whoose sound, everything goes back to real time. Dib clicks "record". In one flash the computer explodes in a huge boom. Dib screams as he's sent flying out the window. He lands in front of the house, on his back. Dib screams in anger/pain. The house door swings open, and Membraine steps out and looks at Dib. He just shakes his head and closes the door.


Dib: The pain, it hurts, like pain.


Cut to the escape pod. Lard Nar and Shloonktapooxis stare at the static on the screen, there jaws dropped. A tear appears is Spleenks eye.


Spleenk (sadly): Bacon....


Shloonktapooxis: ...That was sweet!!! He it just exploded!!! Oh, and the part where time slowed down. Awwwesome!


Lard Nar looking dissapointed, begin to push some more buttons again.


Spleenk (suddenly excited): Call someone else from the same planet!!!


Lard Nar: What? Why would...


Spleenk: Call someone else from the same planet!!!


Lard Nar: No, that stu...


Spleenk: Call someone else from the same planet!!!


Lard Nar: I said no, i'm not listening to you any...


Spleenk: Call someone else from the same planet!!!


Lard Nar: N,O


Spleenk: Call someone else from the same planet!!!


Lard Nar: No I *twitches* okay!


Lard Nar begans to push more buttons on the screen. GIir sitting in Zims living room appears on the monitor.


Gir (On the screen): Master! Master! The Tallest turned ugly!


Foot steps can be heard moving quickly. Zim runs past the screen. Trying to stop, he skids his feet, trips and flys through the window. The sound of a lawnmower can be heard. Zims screams in horrible pain. The sound of laser fire, and dinosaur roar can be heard over all the noise. Suddenly an explosion sends Zim flying into the window. He lays on the floor, burned, and twitching. Gir walks over and sits on top of him, he moans in pain. Gir pulls out a piece a bacon and begins eating it. The crew stares confused.


Lard Nar: Okay...


The screen switches off.


Spleenk: Noooo!!!! The bacon!


Spleenk falls on the floor crying.


Shloonktapooxis: We never named to planet!


Lard Nar: Because it's so horrible it doesn't deserve a name!


Shloonktapooxis: Let's call it, Planet Horrible!


Lard Nar: Oh, and maybe we should just call you horrible!


Shloonktapooxis:...Your not funny man. That's, that's just mean.


Suddenly the computer starts beeping.


Computer: Warning! The orangeness of this planet is causing to computer to malfunction!


Lard Nar: Orangeness?!


Computer: Self destruct in 5,4,3,2,...countdown stopped because of computer data bank malfunction. 2...2...


Spleenk stops crying.


Spleenk: 1?


Computer: Thank you!


The computer explodes in a large flash. They scream as they are sent flying into space. Space helmets form around them automatically.


Shloonktapooxis: When did we get these?


Lard Nar: We've always had them, it's just....


The crew hits a ship. They look up in suprise. It's the Massive. They've hitten the window of it. The Tallest see them and growl with anger.


Lard Nar: Hey buddys, we just were stopping by too...


Spleenk: Eat bacon!


Red: Eat are bacon?!


Purple: Our


Red: Eat our bacon?! Destroy them!


Ships begin to fly beside the crew.


Shloonktapooxis: Radical! We're going to be destroyed!


The ships fire lasers them, just before they hit the screen fades out abruptly.


Lard Nar:...well that was pointless.


Shloonktapooxis: Pointlessness rocks!


Lard Nar: Shut up.



-- Edited by Invader Meltman at 22:20, 2005-06-01

-- Edited by Invader Meltman at 03:41, 2005-06-14 - Fixed some spelling errors

-- Edited by Invader Meltman at 03:42, 2005-06-14

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Horray for Shloonktapooxis...

Your fanfic is cool...

You not nice Invader Meltman


haha...

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This Contest will be ending around...

June 4th...

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The winners were chosen by me and some hobos from the board...



1st Place- Invader Meltman- I like Shloonktapooxis and Bacon...it was funny...
2nd Place- Membrane- Very good fanfic...Creepy and cool...one of the best I have ever read...
3rd Place- SMNMX- TACOS and Cool...very long...very cool...

-- Edited by Girdf at 10:24, 2005-06-04

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Holy...! How, what, when? First Place?! How did I...? Whoa! Thanks Girdf.



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*shrug* Maybe if I had entered one of my better fanfics, I would have won. But probably not, for obvious reasons. Oh well.

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Obvious Reasons?

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Girdf, ya shoulda made tropheys for everyone. Like ya did in the fanart contest. Lazy. Also Membraine, your fanfic was really good. Better then mine in my opinion. But I still don't think I won becuase i'm a Mod if that's what your getting at.



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I didn't pick him cus or he is a mod...

and yes I am lazy...o so lazy...but i'll make the trophys if I have time...today...or tomorow...

I picked Invader Meltman because it was funny and 5 of my friends helped me make the decision...

PUDDING!


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All right then, fine. I just assumed, that's all.


-- Edited by Membrane at 14:29, 2005-06-20

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Here are the rest of the trophies...





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Im so proud of you!!!

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