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THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS OF DOOM PT. I
Scene: Outer space, somewhere around Uranus.
Scene opens on a can of Chocolate Poop floating against a backdrop
of space. Its quiet since space is like that. Suddenly the can is blown
apart by a laser blast. Camera pans down onto an epic space battle near
the planet Uranus (correctly pronounced Yur-ah-nus). Voot Runners swoop
about Voot Carriers as they deliver heavy barrages of laser blasts against
an armada of enemy ships. The enemy ships are vast in number but they
are losing the battle. Among the many enemy fighters one fighter, the
Advanced Fighter, stands out blasting apart a great number of ships narrowly
avoiding pieces of a Voot Runner. Its pilot can't be seen behind the flight
helmet but she is clearly human. An Irken voice is heard on comm speaker
inside her ship.
Alien Leader Voice: (sounds very familiar) Surrender Earth- Alliance-
Force- thingies or whatever you call yourselves. Your names are not important
only that you surrender immediately.
The female pilot speaks on behalf of the Earth forces.
Female Pilot: (a familiar dead pan voice) We won't surrender.
The Plutonian defenses you destroyed were just a small part of our forces.
Shift to an interior shot of The Muscle, the largest Irken ship in
the fleet. Sitting in an enormous power chair we see the Irken leader
in silhouette
Alien Leader: Pathetic! Pathetic! What I used against your PLUTONIAN
DEFENSES were a few toys we normally give to Irken children. And your
Neptune stratagem was a joke. Behold the power of the Muscle!! (squeezes
his hand into a fist)
The lower pod bay of the Irken command ship, THE MUSCLE, opens and
a large sphere shaped object emerges. On one end of the sphere is some
of kind of laser array structure used to harness the energy of the sphere
into a single deadly blast. The sphere jets away from The Muscle.
Alien Leader: Once my Plixor Powered Array is in position you
can kiss Yur-Anus goodbye!!
The female pilot pauses upon hearing the name of Uranus pronounced
in the worst way possible. The beeps of her comm panel sound a little
louder than usual.
Female Pilot: That is so bad.
Alien Leader: uh... Can I do that again?
Female Pilot: no
Alien Leader: Curse You!!!! (aside) Arm the Plixor Array!!
SIR Voice: Yes, Sir!
The Plixor Array has jetted some distance away from The Muscle and
is beginning to power up. Small trails of light shimmer around it, electricity
crackles across its surface. Back in the female fighter pilot's cockpit:
Earth Force Commander: (on speaker) He has the fleet boxed in!
Camera shifts aboard the Earth Command Ship. Its commander is partially
obscured in shadow.
Earth Force Commander: (another familiar voice) You're the only
one who can stop the Plixor Array before it destroys the planet! Good
luck!
Female Pilot: I've always known this day would come but I give
my life freely knowing it will be against ZIM!
The female pilot guns her engines and opens fire on the Plixor Array.
Her onboard computer is calling out the distance between her and the Array.
Back on the Irken command ship we see Zim for the first time. He's very
tall, as much as the tallest, and oddly calm.
Zim: Typical human.
Zim taps a red button. The Plixor Array explodes to reveal a swirling
hole of energy.
Female Pilot: Uhh....
Zim: Just a little something I thought of during lunch. With you
and your Advanced Fighter gone the Earth will be mine.
Female Pilot: Not now.
The Advanced Fighter is swallowed by the energy hole which vanishes.
Aboard the Earth command carrier the crew stands in shock.
Earth Force Commander: Nooo.... not my daughter!!!! (as he leans
forward we can see its Professor Membrane in a military command uniform.)
Zim: Goodbye Giz you were a worthy opponent but once again Irken
strength is superior. Now my comrades, onward to Yur-Anus!! *pause* (some
giggling is heard of camera) *grrr* (makes a fist in the direction of
the departed Giz) Curse You!!!!
Scene: Still in orbit around Uranus.
Giz's Advanced Fighter hurtles through the energy vortex and somehow
manages to emerge safely on the other side. She is in orbit around Uranus
but the Muscle, Irken Strike Force, and Earth Defense are gone. Giz takes
off her helmet. With it off we can see that Giz looks identical to Gaz
except that she has dark spikey hair (kinda like Dib) and glasses.
Giz: Computer, where am I? Was there temporal displacement?
Computer: Negative. Quantum signature shift indicates we've entered
an alternate universe.
Giz: Alternate universe?
Computer: Correct. One that is both similar to ours yet different.
Many of those you know will be present but different based on different
decisions they made in their lives.
Giz: So, where I choose to give up video games and fight the Irken
Armada....
Computer: ...your counter part may have been enslaved by them.
Giz: Hmmm... How do I return to my universe?
Computer: Computing.... if identical Plixor Energy Array is made
transport to your universe is possible.
Giz: Excellent, begin construction of Plixor Energy Array.
Computer: Negative. Critical component missing. Must obtain Irken
Plixor Energy Source.
Giz: *sighs* Wait! If this is a parallel universe there must a
counter part to Zim.
Computer: Affirmative!
Giz: Plot a course to Earth, we'll begin searching for him there.
*sighs again* If he's as powerful as our Zim we're doomed.
The Advanced Fighter flies off.
Scene: Day. Skool Cafeteria.
Zim: Listen lunch slave, I specifically asked that all food things
be kept separate on my plate for my chemical analysis. Hear me. (clenches
fist)
Cafeteria Lady: (holding a soup ladle like a weapon) Perhaps if
I lived in a world where minimum wage would mean immense wealth I might
care. Until then.... EAT IT!! (thrusts soup ladle at Zim, *snap!*)
Zim: (humbled) Yes, ma'am. (shuffles off to table where he pulls
out a chemical analysis tool to examine his food. It makes click beep
noises.)
At a cafeteria table Dib and Gaz are seated. As usual, Gaz is busy
with her Game Slave. The click beep noises of Zim's analysis tool can
be heard in the background.
Dib: Chemical analysis? Gaz, normal kids don't-
Gaz: Shut up.
Dib: But Gaz-
Gaz: (without looking up from her Game Slave) I have spent the
last 24 hours working on this final level. No game saves are allowed so
if I die I will have to start over. Before I do someone will suffer. Oh
the pain.....
Zim: (off camera) Chemical Unknown?!! What do they put in this
fffff-food?!!!
Dib glances up to see Zim confounded by the dish of the day. Dib glances
down at his lunch plate.
Dib: Is it possible mayonnaise has been my ally all long? I wonder...
Zim: (off camera, the beep click noises from his analysis tool
have ceased now being replaced by a warning klaxons.) Its Alive! Its Alive!!
Aahhhhhh!!!! (sounds of a lunch tray being overturned and hitting the
floor)
An attention getting beep noise is heard. Dib pulls out his trusty
laptop computer.
Dib: The defense net has gone on alert. Object of unknown origin...
Behind Gaz and Dib we see Zim running past in fear of his lunch. The
lunch tray shuffles across the floor in pursuit.
Dib: ...has entered Earth atmosphere. (taps away on his keyboard)
Signal contact lost however...
Behind Gaz and Dib we see Zim running the other way, lunch tray in
pursuit. The tray, whatever it is, appears to be tiring and simply stops
in the middle of the floor behind Gaz and Dib.
Dib: ...my tachyon sensor net I made from prizes found in PoopFlakes
boxes has picked up something. The UFO is here!
Zim runs past again but this time trips on the inert lunch tray. He
flies into Gaz who loses her grip on the Game Slave. The Game Slave lands
on the floor.
Game Slave Speaker: 'Ha ha hah hah, you fought valiantly but ....
GAME OVER.... YOU LOSE!!!!!!'
Gaz's right eye lid begins to flutter. All the kids stop in their
tracks. All are staring in terror at Gaz. Some are in mid step, some have
their jaws slack and open, and one has a piece of food on the end of the
spoon. So terrified is he that he fails to notice the food slowly crawling
up the spoon to his hand. Outside dark clouds form over the Skool and
begin to pour down rain. Lightning cracks. *THWACK* Zim gets up and notices
the entire cafeteria and Gaz starring at him.
Zim: (to Gaz) Its ok I'm fine. I appreciate your concern. Go back
to playing with your toy.
Gaz's eye twitches heavily. Dib and the cafeteria fade away behind
her and are replaced by bowls of floating ice cream.
Gaz: Like ice cream revenge is a dish best served cold and frosty.
By the end of the day, You- Will- Be- OWNED!
Zim: Yes, yes that's nice. Whatever. (to the entire cafeteria)
I HAVE FILLED MY KORKAL TO CAPACITY! NOW I BEGIN MY BATHROOM CYCLE!
Zim marches off to the bathroom feeling triumphant over having fooled
everyone into thinking he's normal. Gaz begins to clench her fists. Dib
starts to look concern.
Dib: Gaz, are you alright?
Gaz whips around and gives Dib the EVIL EYE. Lightning. *THWACK* Dib
yelps and jumps back.
Scene: Dusk. Dib's House Interior
Dib: The signal is getting stronger. The UFO is in my backyard.
Sweet! I must have an intergalactic rep.
Dib walks to the backdoor. However before he reaches it...
Prof. Membrane: Where are you going son?
Dib: I'm going out back to make first contact with an alien race.
Prof. Membrane: Is your home work finished?
Dib: But dad?! Alien technology? Higher levels of thought? New
more advanced flavors of soda?
Prof. Membrane: Work before play, you know the rules.
Dib: Alright.
Scene: Night. 60 minutes later in Dib's backyard.
The Advanced Fighter is a sight to behold silhouetted by a full moon.
A hatch opens and Giz emerges backlit by the ship's interior. She's wearing
her flight helmet again and is carrying a small device which she points
at Dib and starts pushing buttons.
Dib: Of course, an intelligence test. You want to be sure I'm
a worthy example of the human race.
Giz: Shut up.
Dib: Yes, yes I- ...... Gaz?
Giz's device stops beeping and emits a positive chirp of approval.
Giz removes her flight helmet her face in full view.
Giz: Well, your DNA checks so you're family and not another one
of Zim's CyberMooses.
Dib: Gaz?! What did you do to your hair? Where did the aliens go?
Giz: Though the CyberMoose would be less annoying.
Dib: Gaz, if you ruined-
Giz: Silence! Focus. My name is Giz. I'm from a parallel universe.
I need your help in finding Zim so I can steal his Plixor energy source
so that I may return to my own universe.
Dib: Oooooooookay.... so if you're really Gaz-
Giz: Giz
Dib: Why do you need my help? My sister never asks me for anything.
Giz: I need someone who understands Zim's defenses. I don't have
much time. Zim could be attacking the Earth right now.
Scene: Alternate Universe aboard Zim's command ship.
Zim: Inferior snack food! This bag is 3 hours old! I demand SALSA!
Zim throws the opened bag of chips at this SIR unit spilling chips
everywhere. The SIR walks away crunching chips under its metallic feet.
Scene: Dib's Backyard again.
Dib: Gaz-
Giz: Giz
Dib: Zim is attacking the Earth? But how?
Giz: (grits her teeth) In my universe Zim is the leader of the
Irken Armada. If we hadn't made a technology trade with the Theonosians
(points at the Advanced Fighter as proof) we would already be defeated.
Dib: You got that? What did they get in return?
Giz: Velcro
Dib: All right, I'll help. I'm pretty good with this saving the-
Gaz: (from an open window) Quiet! I've got game and you're ruining
it.
Dib: It'll be tricky. One of us may not return. But I have a way
past Zim's defenses. Let's go Gaz.
Giz: *grrrr*
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