Who Knew A ZADF Story Chptr 19Who Knew A ZADF Story Chptr 195 years ago in Drama More Like This
Zim walked outside with the rest of the class. Outside, Zim breathed deeply in the air. Skool would be ending right after recess and Zim didn't want to waste his time. He walked to the fence and watched the humans play around him. He waited for Dib, watching the door constantly. While doing this, he suddenly knew he was being watched, and not just at a distance. He froze, but didn't let his eyes waver from the door.
"Aren't you leaving today?" A harsh, female voice said beside him.
Zim didn't look away from the door. He leaned on the fence and crossed his arms. "Yaeh. Why do you care?"
"I don't. I just had to know if you were leaving. It hasn't left Dib's mind. That you're going on 'vacation', I mean. You know what? You sicken me." Gretchen stared at Zim.
Zim still stared at the door. "I don't care. You sicken me as well. I don't know what your problem is, but don't mess with me. You don't know what you're messing with."
"Oh, I'm so scared," Gretchen said in a sarcastic voice. "You're
ZAGR:Chapter one"So Zim told you he loved you?!"Dib asked in shock.ZAGR:Chapter one5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes,yes he did"Gaz almost swooned over the fact that zim did.
"I'll...I'll...I'll Kill Him!!!"Dib said.
"No you won't , Zim stopped his plan to take over the world years
ago , you don't have a reason to kill him! And you know it will hurt
me , Mr.Sensitive!"Gaz Chuckled "Give up already!Zim did!...I'm
"Fine! But I'm not Sparing his life for You!!"Dib Slammed Gaz's door
Gaz was very mad at Dib , All through her life he'd ruin everthing!
Yes Master?!Gir answered
"I would like to prepare a romantic dinner for Gaz and I , so i need you to gather some things
like many dark purple roses, a white table cloth , some candles , and some nice music."
"Yes Master!!"Gir said in reply
Gir ran off saying "TACOAFFLES!!"
"I wonder what goes through his mind! geez!"Zim said
"I also have to
ZAGR ch. 6 Chapter 6: Ditching DibZAGR ch. 65 years ago in Romance More Like This
He still didn't trust Zim alone with her but knew Gaz could take care of herself. He knew Zim hadn't left the skool, and probably went back to the detention room. Dib contemplated any other reason Gaz would want to destroy his new machine instead of the one she gave him, but couldn't.
"Don't strain yourself by thinking, you'll get a headache and that won't be good for your concussion," the nurse said. Dib sighed and nodded and sat back up on the cot.
"Can't I go now?" he asked.
"Not until the two hours are up, and then you have to keep yourself awake for another twenty four hours after seeing a real doctor," the nurse said. Dib was silent, after the silence in the room started turning tense, the nurse looked up and saw Dib's muscles tensing. "Don't."
Who Knew A ZADF Story Ch 21Who Knew A ZADF Story Ch 215 years ago in Drama More Like This
Zim flew silently in his ship, and he clicked a button to cloak his ship from the The Resisty's radar. He flew silently and steadily tword the ship.
"They are in room 805 on the second floor," Red told Zim through the radar.
Zim nodded, he wore his brother's uniform and his contacts slightly itched.
"Don't forget your weapon," Purple reminded him. Zim checked his pocket and his Irken gun was still there. "Now put the cloaker ring on your antenna." Zim did as he was told, and winced at the slight pain the ring gave him. "Now say Vortian," Purple commanded.
Zim did as he said and let out a shriek as the ring buzzed. Electric volts zipped through Zims body, making him feel on fire. His antenna changed and got bigger and hardened; his skin changed into a light beige color, and his legs changed into the zig-zag sticks that Vortians walk upon. He screeched as his eyes shrunk and his whole body went limp and heavy as lead. Dizziness overtook him and he fell over.
"You'll be fine. T
Who Knew A ZADF Story Ch 22They took out Zim's other contact and they found the voice changer. They put his voice back to normal by resetting it. They took him into the minilab that the ship had, and began to make repairs to his PAK. The shorter one fixed Zim up while the taller one contacted the massive.Who Knew A ZADF Story Ch 225 years ago in Drama More Like This
When the tallest appeared and they saw who it was they cried out for joy and wept. "We know its Zim. He had got shot down before we made it back to the ship. We had to carry him back," she tells them.
"We actually figured you would find out it was Zim, but we couldn't let Zim know that you know. He'll think something's up. Don't let him know you know. We just need you back home safely. He thinks you think he's dead, so you mustn't let him know you know, that it essential," Red explains.
"And because you got caught by the Resistance, you cannot travel to Earth," Purple snuffs.
"No! But we had the wrong coordinates!" the Irken female whines.
"No is no," Red puts it simply.
"No 'butt's," Purple commands.
Who Knew A ZADF Story Chptr 14Who Knew A ZADF Story Chptr 145 years ago in Drama More Like This
Dreams flickered through Zims mind as he and Gaz snuggled close together. They had been asleep for about an hour and it was at least one in the morning. Zim scooted closer to Gaz. Man, she's warm, Zim thought to himself. Unlike humans, Irken are completely conscious during sleep, that way if anything happened they would instantly know what was going on. They also stayed conscious, because they have their internal clock. They learn during training how to be conscious during sleep so they can wake up on time without having to be woken up.
Gaz, on the other hand, was not conscious. For the first time in a long time, she dreamed as well. She had another reason in life, besides playing her video games and hating on Dib. She had Gir, and Zim. She loved them both, she realized. She loved Gir like a pet, but Zim was just a little different. He was more like a friend, but she wanted to be more than friends. She knew she couldn't. She couldn't let herself become attached to Zim, because she didn
Fly on the Wall - ZaGr pt13Earlier that DayFly on the Wall - ZaGr pt135 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Zim eyed the exterior of the membrane household from behind the laser fence, his eyes hidden by a pair of thick metallic goggles. He'd just watched the dib pig leave and head off for school, "GIR." the irken invader hissed in his watch communicator.
"Master?" Gir's voiced replied. Zim had left his robot companion back at the base to keep an eye on the Membrane surveilance, while he went to install a surveillance unit in Gaz's room.
"Gir, one more time, is anyone visible in the house?" Zim crouched in front of the Membrane's mailbox as he awaited Gir's response.
"No biddy bugs anywhere in sight master."
"Excellent. Now Gir you must keep a careful watch and let me know if anything changes you hear me? Gir? GIR!"
"Yes. My Master! Careful Watch!"
Zim sighed, and shook his head he could only imagine what kind of inane escapade Gir was getting himself into. However Zim couldn't bother with waiting, he didn't fully understand why, but he didn't like not knowing what was going
This or That? Part3 -ZAGRI walk under the thick clouds that cover the night sky.This or That? Part3 -ZAGR5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I assume it's around 2 in the morning.
It's still fairly warm, and the sky looks about ready to burst with rain.
The dark grey of the gloomy clouds match my mood perfectly. Hopefully, I won't feel like shit in the morning.
I had to be back home around 6am, before Dib notices that I left.
I walk with long, strong strides. Nothing can hold me back.
Buildings go by, the streets are empty, no one's in my way.
I arrive at Zim's small green house around 4am. My heart beats rapidly with the thought of being near him...
What the hell is wrong with me?!?!
I step closer to his front door with a slow pace. Thinking to myself, 'Why are you doing this, Gaz? There's no point. What's he going to do, anyway? Yell at you for the rest of my short life, and annihilate the Earth? That's not so bad.'
Confused, I just stand there. On his front step. Wow, I'm smart. (Sarcastically speaking, of course)
I turn around, sit
This or That? Part7-ZAGR"Gaz..... Gaz, listen!" He yelled at me when I started walkimg towards Zim.This or That? Part7-ZAGR5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What the hell do YOU want?!" I screamed back at him. Tears still flowing from my copper eyes.
"You don't understand! He's not--"
"Get the fuck AWAY FROM ME!!!" I forced out, cutting him off.
He backed away, taking slow steps. When he was far enough away from us, he began to run.
".....Zim?" I whisper to him.
Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into hours. I sat there, next to the alien's body, questioning myself. How could I let this happen?
A weird beeping sound came from Zim's Pak. "Automatic Restore," it said. Electro shocks serged down the alien, making his eyes fling open....
"ZIM?!" I spoke with massive excitement.
UnparalelledSome ways into the future of Jack London's "The Unparalelled Invasion", or my remix of the same...Unparalelled3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It is May 1, 2036. It is a bright and sunny day over much of the United States, which nowadays includes an Anglicized Mexico and much of the Caribbean and Central America. The sky is filled with colorful airships, and far above them, leaving glowing trails from their many little rocket tubes, the express fliers zoom on their globe-spanning routes. The colossal towers of New York, Chicago, Mexico City gleam in the sun. It is a day of Remembrance for the 385 million inhabitants of the United States. A great many events, speeches, Vitavision shows and "events" will take place, as people stop to remember the greatest crime in all history. It remains a controversial day, and there will be counter-protests by such groups as the Racial Hygiene Society or the Association of True Patriots, and grumbling by those who feel that people should make less fuss over the events of six decades ago when muc
The Tale of an Argonian ch.1Gazing towards the distant mountains, Makeo let out a sigh. "Another long day," he said to himself, scratching the back of his scaly neck. The sun was beginning to disappear behind the horizon. It would be dark soon; he had to start making his way home. He stood, picking up the sack he had filled with mushrooms that day, and began walking away from his sitting place.The Tale of an Argonian ch.15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This sitting place was located on the northeastern edge of a hill about an hour's walk from Makeo's home. Specifically, it was against a large oak tree on the edge of the hill. He would walk to this tree with his breakfast every morning, then sit and eat while contemplating ways to escape his mundane life. After his morning meal, he would go home and do the day's work, later spending the afternoon hours collecting mushroom caps, firewood, or whatever his uncle needed. Every evening, he returned to sit underneath the tree until sunset. It was the only place where he really felt alone and free to think and dream as he please
The Hunger Gams- Clove's DeathI sit quietly, watching the Cornucopia, eyeing the four backpacks, marked with 2, 5, 11, and 12. I promised Cato I would keep my only eye for District 12 to come out. But she doesnt, inside the Cornucopia, darts the sly girl from District 5, snatches her bag and sprints towards the forest. Maybe she's the one Cato and I should be concerned about. Especially if she made it this far. Impressive. But I focus my attention back on the District 12 pack. I don't care if Thresh comes around and snatches his. Cato can handle him easily.The Hunger Gams- Clove's Death3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Then I see my chance, Katniss leaps from the bushes, loading an arrow, and heading towards the mouth of the golden horn. I take off after her. As soon as she's just a few inches away from the table, I reach for my best throwing knife and threw it at her head, it only misses by a few inches, now she releases her arrow to me. It gets lodged only in my leg. My heart begins to race and I quickly remove the arrow, while she's loading another. As soon as it's out she
This or That? Part4-ZAGR"Wait... wait.... no," I denied. I pushed him away, creating space between us.This or That? Part4-ZAGR5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What's wrong, Gaz?" Zim asked me sweetly.
"I-I can't...." I began to protest my own heart. I moronically admitted to him that I love him... but I don't? That's the confusing part.
"I know, I know. You can't love me because you're not supposed to feel that kind of emotion. You always have to be the tough human." Zim hissed slightly.
"I didn't have to be this way! I chose to be. Dib's the sensitive one!" I yelled at him. But the thing is, Zim will never understand. Dib and I watched our dad walk passed us millions of time without even acknowledging us. He rarely calls us by our names. Sometimes he forgets. And even though I'm younger than Dib, I showed him that it's okay not to care about anyone.
"I don't give a fuck, Gaz. You've ruined everything. It's my job to burn everything to the ground. To eliminate all man-kind. You got in the way."
"Zim, you fail to understand that you've permanently FUCKED UP MY LIF
Tale of a MadgodI am Sheogorath. I am perfect and everything but it; sane and insane; beautiful... and ugly. I am a demented maniac. In short, I am Me, and I have always been Me.Tale of a Madgod6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
...no. That was a lie. I have not always been Me in fact, I've been Me a very short time, compared to the Me before I came here... to become Me.
Is it confusing? I'm sorry. At the same time; not so much.
No, no. I'll try to keep My mind collected, but it's hard... the Isles will do that to you, you see, taking your mind into her warm hands and shaping it the way Cutter shapes her Ore. Have you met Cutter? She's a dreadful, lovely girl. You'd like her, perhaps.
Now, then. As I said, I am Sheogorath, as I've always been, and yet... not always. A long time ago - a few months ago - I was in Cyrodiil, on Mundus. I liked it there, when it wasn't raining or infested with Oblivion Gates leading to the Realm of Mehrunes Dagon. Dagon is a dreadfully boring character, by the way, and I don't think you'd like him very much at all.
ZaGr- MissingGaz looked around the empty house.ZaGr- Missing5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gir was asleep on the floor with Minimoose.
He was on Irk, celebrating his friend's birthday.
She missed him alot.
Everynight, she would cry herself to sleep thinking about him.
The goth would cry and worry about the Irken 24/7.
Gaz cried about Zim all the time.
She cared about him and prayed that she would see him again.
Then, one night, when all hope seemed lost, the door opened and a familiar alien stood in the way.
Gaz ran and hugged Zim so hard he almost suffocated.
"Nice to see you too." he said.
Gaz looked at him with teary eyes.
"I was so worried." she cried.
Gaz kissed the Irken deeply and lovingly on the lips.
"I love you." whispered Gaz.
a/n: I've been really sad lately because I miss my closest friend in Nova Scotia really badly.
My sadness and longing to see her again inspired this fanfic,
so this is for her.
Wait a Second...."You realize that you're going 95 miles per hour on a 25mph road, right?"Wait a Second....5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I don't care. Bigfoot's just around the corner. Today, I'll get him!" Big head, big hopes. Not a big surprise, however.
"Okay, well... I'm gonna jump outta the car now," Gaz said, quite emotionless.
"Have fun," her paranormal crazed brother, Dib, replied.
Gaz reached for a heavy book on ghosts in the backseat of Dib's shiny-black car, held it with a strong grasp, and threw it on the brake peddle. The car screeched as it abruptly stopped. Gaz, then, clamly got out.
"Hey! I was trying to catch up with Bigfoot! I'll never get him now...." Dib obsessively went on as Gaz walked away in the pouring rain.
She just happened to be a block away from Zim's freakish-green house. Zim had recently resigned from his job as an Invader, for he has found out that he was originally supposed to be exterminated. He's also grown fond of the humans. Observing them is as interesting for him as TV is for the ex-Bloaty's Pizz
5 Tips for Cultural Diversity in Writing5 Tips for Cultural Diversity in Writing5 Tips for Cultural Diversity in Writing3 weeks ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 7 “From Story to Art” – Section 4 “Diversity”
With Links to Supplementary Material
Diversity—it almost seems a trap word meant for snaring unwitting people into a political debate. But why is it important to writing? Many will argue that it is a means of political correctness, popularity, and seeming hip to all your liberal friends at the coffee shop. While coffee shop creds are pretty important, the real reason for creating a diversity of religion, nationality, culture, ethnicity, philosophy, sexual orientation, gender, economic background, and any other sort, is that it gives a new layer of depth and realism to anything you write. By understanding the specific ways in which to apply diversity so that it adds this depth, we can also learn h
++ART THEFT++++ART THEFT++7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
There is something I want to address to you all before anything else. It is an unfortunate phenomenon that occurs more frequently than any of us would like to think. This phenomenon is art theft: when an individual, browsing the internet, sees an image they like, and says "wow! I can't draw very well, but if I take this little-known artist's work, I can become popular and make lots of friends!" Thus, the art thief is born.
To this day I don't know why people do it. Everyone and their mother's dog knows: stealing is not only wrong and unjust, but illegal. People go to jail all the time for taking things that aren't theirs. So why is it that, through a computer screen, people feel they are exempt from the law? Stealing is stealing not matter how you present it. You surely won't go to jail for idly stealing someone's work over the internet, but it is still wrong. However, instead of going to jail, the thief can be sued, and that could hurt one's checkbook REALLY bad.
How do you catch it?
Seisui Naito: Pt. 2Seisui Naito: Pt. 24 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Zanpakutō Name: Yūrei (Ghost)
Zanpakutō Appearance: Yūrei, the fearsome blade of the Kenpachi, has sown the seeds of a dark reputation. The rumors from its whispered name always speak of its raw power: the destructive past, present, and future that it seems to embody. Outside of Chūsei, the legendary Zanpakutō of Harotaissen Tsuribakki, this particular weapon is considered to be the most spectacular blade in the Gotei 13. And such compliments are not given lightly; dozens of scholars have studied the spiritual power, abilities, and history of the weapon, writing veritable encyclopedias on its every intricacy and nuance. The fact that its powers have allowed 'the Ghost' to live over two centuries past the average for a man in his condition is astounding, and many believe that it holds the secret to elongated life. Whether or not this is actually true has
The Clock-makerThe Clock-maker3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Clock-maker, Clock-maker, how do you live?
Do you learn to forget, or learn to forgive?
Clock-maker, Clock-maker, why do you smile
when I have put you through this unending trial?
Clock-maker, Clock-maker, why do you cry?
Is it because everything I've said is a lie?
Clock-maker, Clock-maker, why does it rain?
Is the sky crying too, for all of your pain?
Clock-maker, Clock-maker, why does the sun shine
only to run away when your hands strike nine?
Clock-maker, Clock-maker, why do you hide
all of you sorrow in the depths of your eyes?
Clock-maker, Clock-maker, how do you die?
Did I kill you, Clock-maker? I need to know why.
Wait a Second... Part4"Zim...." A quiet voice broke the dark silence.Wait a Second... Part45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The green alien turned around to see Gaz standing a few feet away from him. She had a depressing expression on her face. "Yes, Gaz-human?" Zim tried his hardest to be content.
Gaz looked down before speaking again. "Is it okay for me to stay here? ...I never really asked."
'She's just a child, Zim.' The alien thought to himself. After all, Gaz was only 14 years old.
The sun began to peek through the windows. Morning had officially arrived.
"Dib won't be looking for you, will he?"
"I don't care," Gaz's normal, harsh tone came back.
Zim didn't know much about Gaz, except that she's Dib's little sister, she's about two years younger than him, and she loved video games. He didn't know anything specific, like her favourite colour, favourite movie, if she even liked music, or even her birthday.
GIR, as it would seem, appeared out of nowhere, making a 'lovely' enterance screaming "DOES ANYONE WANT WAFFLES?!!?" Zim sighed in partial
Deadpool FactsDeadpool Facts:Deadpool Facts7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In Pamplona, Spain, the people may be running from bulls, but the bulls are only chasing them because Deadpool put red dye in all of their shampoos this morning.
Deadpool sleeps on an adamantium bed because titanium was just too soft.
Crop circles are Deadpools way of freaking conspiracy nuts out.
Deadpool is over six feet tall, weighs two hundred twenty pounds, and can tell Wolverine to fuck off while patting the top of his head and rubbing his stomach.
They built the Great Wall of China to tell Deadpool that he wasnt welcome there. He didnt take the hint.
Contrary to popular belief, Deadpool, not the box jellyfish of northern Australia, is the most venomous creature on earth. Within 3 minutes of being bitten, a human being experiences the following symptoms: bloating, constipation, and the strange feeling that they have just been on a late night talk show, and the host just didnt know when to shut up.
If he you ask Deadpool what time it is, he&