Post by saron on Apr 5, 2009 21:45:39 GMT -5
Zurg grabbed Warp and shook him in the air, screaming at Warp for daring to touch his horn. "NO ONE TOUCHES THE HORNS!" He roared so loud, that Warp's hair was blowing as if it was caught in a large gale.
Then Zurg threw Warp besides his 'lover.' Gosh, that term really made the emperor want to heave.
Zurg took a step back and eyed the sorry trio through cold eyes. He was disgusted by the sacrifice. He was disgusted by the love. But most of all, he was disgusted by the memories it dragged out of his subconscious. Memories best forgotten.
Why wasn't he loved. Why wasn't he accepted? Zurg's brows knitted with anger. No matter if it was with his own kind...long since destroyed...or among these emotional beings, he was doomed to be alone, suffering in silence for the rest of his years.
And he didn't want to spend that time thinking about this pitiful turn of events. Not deliciously evil in the least. More like sickeningly sweet. Bah, he always hated cake day.
"I grow tired of this," Zurg drew out a long breath as he pulled out a bubbling vial of a cyan liquid. He walked with long strides toward Erin, a shrivelining heap on the ground. Before Buzz had time to blink, Zurg slammed his fist as he injected the serum into her.
Buzz grew alarmed shouting, "What are you doing, you fiend!"
And Zurg tartly answered, "I lied. The antidote was with me the entire time."
Buzz blinked.
Zurg sighed as he continued, "What? I'm an evil emperor! I can do that you know. And besides," he flicked his wrist, "if I was honest, you'd be wrestling me to get the antidote, and I just had my skirt ironed."
Buzz was enraged, "But you still risked her life!"
"Hush up," Zurg commanded. "You think I'd waste a drop of poison on her?" He waved his hand through the air as he scoffed, "Puh-lease, it would be a total waste. She'll probably kill herself on later missions, trying to act so noble."
Warp seethed despite his weakness, "Then explain her symptoms!"
Zurg rolled his eyes, "What, haven't you heard of chemicals that can induce intense vomiting other than the lethal variety? Why, her vessels are as strong as ever" Then he growled, "Doesn't anyone take advanced maniacal chemistry anymore?"
Buzz checked Erin's pulse, realizing that it was indeed as strong as ever, which would not be the case had it indeed been the lethal drug. Zurg was telling the truth?
"And there's no antidote for ALP," Zurg elaborated, "which means you should have been suspicious from the start." Zurg flicked some dust off his shoulder. "I mean really, if I wanted to kill Warp's present 'squeeze' as the term may be, I'd have made it a lot more...agonizing."
Zurg's eyes narrowed towards Warp, "As for you, Mr. Melodramatic, I didn't even give the word for the nanobots to attack you, you whiny ninny! I just had the wires in your robotic arm stimulate your nerve receptors intertwined with the device, causing you to feel like you're blood was being ravaged, when in fact you're as healthy as ever." Zurg cracked a sneer, "It's great to be able to make you feel the worst death possible, and replay it over and over again until the spirit breaks..."
"But anyways," Zurg got off of that tangent, "I don't even know what the right word is!" Zurg flicked a stack of hot-pink post-it notes into Warp's face, giving him a couple of papercuts in the process. "I never did make a memo."
Buzz nearly choked on his own emotion, "So you're saying that all of this..."
"Was a PLOY. I do need to maintain my evil image after all, but honestly, I have very detailed plans, and killing a little child is not one of them, although I could pencil you in for--let's see--Thursday of next solar cycle? That could work..."
After Zurg said 'ploy,' the nanobots started to attack Warp's blood for real.
"Oh scrap it all, that was the word?" Zurg shook his head. "And to think I could have dealt with you a lot sooner than now."
Wap cringed, coughing out "A little help Z, for old time's sake?"
Zurg groaned, "Well well well, how the tables have turned. You groveling for my help after resigning yourself to die. Yes, I will help you, but only if you spread the word that I tortured you and Erin deeply, and that Lightyear here got an antidote just in time for his sister, and figured out that the words to end your pain were 'Zim stole from me, so I killed him, and his little lawn gnomes too.'"
The nanobots immediately stopped attacking his bloodstream, and proceeded to flush themselves out of his system.
Zurg threatened, "But if anyone ever double crosses me again, I'll be sure to inject pounds of ALP directly into their bloodstream."
that's as much as I'll edit, unless you're ok with character deaths, but you can't rp with the dead (unless you're keen on those sort of things). But seriously, this is TOTALLY something Zurg would have done. But hysteria wouldn't cause symptoms that severe so quickly, so I made it more medically feasible. Good? Or I mean bad? XD
Then Zurg threw Warp besides his 'lover.' Gosh, that term really made the emperor want to heave.
Zurg took a step back and eyed the sorry trio through cold eyes. He was disgusted by the sacrifice. He was disgusted by the love. But most of all, he was disgusted by the memories it dragged out of his subconscious. Memories best forgotten.
Why wasn't he loved. Why wasn't he accepted? Zurg's brows knitted with anger. No matter if it was with his own kind...long since destroyed...or among these emotional beings, he was doomed to be alone, suffering in silence for the rest of his years.
And he didn't want to spend that time thinking about this pitiful turn of events. Not deliciously evil in the least. More like sickeningly sweet. Bah, he always hated cake day.
"I grow tired of this," Zurg drew out a long breath as he pulled out a bubbling vial of a cyan liquid. He walked with long strides toward Erin, a shrivelining heap on the ground. Before Buzz had time to blink, Zurg slammed his fist as he injected the serum into her.
Buzz grew alarmed shouting, "What are you doing, you fiend!"
And Zurg tartly answered, "I lied. The antidote was with me the entire time."
Buzz blinked.
Zurg sighed as he continued, "What? I'm an evil emperor! I can do that you know. And besides," he flicked his wrist, "if I was honest, you'd be wrestling me to get the antidote, and I just had my skirt ironed."
Buzz was enraged, "But you still risked her life!"
"Hush up," Zurg commanded. "You think I'd waste a drop of poison on her?" He waved his hand through the air as he scoffed, "Puh-lease, it would be a total waste. She'll probably kill herself on later missions, trying to act so noble."
Warp seethed despite his weakness, "Then explain her symptoms!"
Zurg rolled his eyes, "What, haven't you heard of chemicals that can induce intense vomiting other than the lethal variety? Why, her vessels are as strong as ever" Then he growled, "Doesn't anyone take advanced maniacal chemistry anymore?"
Buzz checked Erin's pulse, realizing that it was indeed as strong as ever, which would not be the case had it indeed been the lethal drug. Zurg was telling the truth?
"And there's no antidote for ALP," Zurg elaborated, "which means you should have been suspicious from the start." Zurg flicked some dust off his shoulder. "I mean really, if I wanted to kill Warp's present 'squeeze' as the term may be, I'd have made it a lot more...agonizing."
Zurg's eyes narrowed towards Warp, "As for you, Mr. Melodramatic, I didn't even give the word for the nanobots to attack you, you whiny ninny! I just had the wires in your robotic arm stimulate your nerve receptors intertwined with the device, causing you to feel like you're blood was being ravaged, when in fact you're as healthy as ever." Zurg cracked a sneer, "It's great to be able to make you feel the worst death possible, and replay it over and over again until the spirit breaks..."
"But anyways," Zurg got off of that tangent, "I don't even know what the right word is!" Zurg flicked a stack of hot-pink post-it notes into Warp's face, giving him a couple of papercuts in the process. "I never did make a memo."
Buzz nearly choked on his own emotion, "So you're saying that all of this..."
"Was a PLOY. I do need to maintain my evil image after all, but honestly, I have very detailed plans, and killing a little child is not one of them, although I could pencil you in for--let's see--Thursday of next solar cycle? That could work..."
After Zurg said 'ploy,' the nanobots started to attack Warp's blood for real.
"Oh scrap it all, that was the word?" Zurg shook his head. "And to think I could have dealt with you a lot sooner than now."
Wap cringed, coughing out "A little help Z, for old time's sake?"
Zurg groaned, "Well well well, how the tables have turned. You groveling for my help after resigning yourself to die. Yes, I will help you, but only if you spread the word that I tortured you and Erin deeply, and that Lightyear here got an antidote just in time for his sister, and figured out that the words to end your pain were 'Zim stole from me, so I killed him, and his little lawn gnomes too.'"
The nanobots immediately stopped attacking his bloodstream, and proceeded to flush themselves out of his system.
Zurg threatened, "But if anyone ever double crosses me again, I'll be sure to inject pounds of ALP directly into their bloodstream."
