Post by dib on Jun 12, 2011 3:37:05 GMT -5
Cbox Name: DrBoomBoom
Nicknames: Roxie
Main Account: Dib
Who else do you play?: WILL be playing Dr. Boom Boom, Nny, and possibly Miku Hatsune.
How did you find us?: ... I've been around since we were called 'End Wars' and had a totally douchey admin. ... FOOS. Tanzy invited me back~
Category: Erm.. Invader Zim.. (Not an OC, DC, or Anime.. But allowed on the site! :'D I was told this!)
Name: Dib Whateveryourlastnameis
Alias: Agent Mothman (to the Swollen Eyeball.. ... Which doesn't exist in this dimension since his dad's kooky invention took them here!)
Age: 16
Ranking: Vigilante (He'd be in law enforcement, but they think he's crazy!)
Physical Appearance:
Personality: Er.. You know. Rather than somehow explaining this particularly complicated boy, how about I have him tell you for himself >w>? HEY DIB! COME TELL THIS NICE PROFILE ABOUT YOURSELF!
Dib- 'Who, me? Oh, are they hoping to join me in unraveling the world's unknown and submitting it all to Mysterious Mysteries?!' ... Yeah. Totally. << 'SWEET! Wow, someone actually believes me! This is so COOL! ...I'm talking to myself out loud! ... Odd.' Yuh yuh, now go introducin' yourself! 'I am Dib, the guy who single-handedly--with help from the Meekrob and the Resisty--took down the entire Irken Empire, including Zim, my long time arch rival who was sent to take over Earth, and saved the world. ... Of course, no one gave me credit, as usual, they all just called me crazy.. But I saved the world! And I'm still ambassador of the Meekrob, so they may need me again someday! Yeah, they'll thank me, they'll ALL thank me.
Aliens aren't the only thing I'm interested in, though! I'm into anything that's paranormal, if there's a rumor or a myth, I chase it down and reveal it for what it is, even if it's a phony. Nothing is as stupid as when they show a part on Mysterious Mysteries of Strange Mystery--my favorite show that I've never missed an episode of--about 'Chickenfoot' and you can see the zipper on the back of the guy's costume! I mean, come on! That's an insult to paranormal science! I have a whole collection of things back home that are actually plausible compared to CHICKENFOOT! ... Luckily I exposed him, even though that made everyone question ANYTHING paranormal . . . -Sigh-' Kay kay good job Dib. :3 I think they get it. 'Soooo.. Are they gonna help me?' >w> Yeeeaaahhh.. In a little while.. 'OKAY! I'm going to go prepare! -Dashes off-'
In a nutshell, he's a guy who loves paranormal science who's ridiculed all the time and called crazy for trying to share evidence that always CONVENIENTLY disappears. Poor thing. :'D He also has a tendency to talk to himself out loud and is accused of having a big head.
Powers/Abilities:
Crazy Smarts: He's a clone of Professor Membrane, naturally he'd inherit his genious. He's quite capable of 'real' science and things like that, even using it to make his own gadgets against aliens and the like, he just prefers going after the mysteries of the world, much to his father's dismay.
Glasses: They never seem to come off or break, even while he's sleeping...
Knowledge of Alien Technology: In his outer galactic battles with the Irken, he came in contact with a lot of stuff that humans could only dream of inventing on their own in his time. He still has a few gadgets that he had on them when his family was transported to Afterhour Mayhem. These include a watch that can make him appear as someone he's not at the press of a button, a backpack that can sprout mechanical spider-like appendages meant to hold him up (inspired by the Irken's PAKs, pretty much a modified one with all the brains taken out), and of course his laptop, which he technically built himself, but there's a lot of info on alien technology saved in its encrypted files.
Niiiiinja~!: He's pretty stealthy. How else has he snuck into Zim's house so many times? ... Er. Did he. He has a bit of fighting prowess, having watched one too many kung fu movies where they're beating up zombies or demons and the like.
~Powers he'll get when he discovers them one way or another~
NOTE- The more effort he puts into his powers, the more intense and flashy they are. Pretty much as he uses his powers more intensely, he'll have blue lightning and sparks going about to enhance whatever he's doing.
Telekinesis: He can move things with his mind. He's also capable of flight with this.
Heightened Reflexes: Able to react to incoming objects or threats or what have you faster than normal humans. (For instance, when someone would normally get hit in the face by a baseball coming from behind, he'd be able to turn his head, see it coming, and get out of the way JUST in time)
High Jump: He can jump incredibly high and long distances by putting force into the ground, causing a large shockwave with a diameter of about 6 feet.
Static Electricity?: The sparks he gives off seem to have properties that allow him to stick to surfaces in a way that gravity normally wouldn't allow without doublestick tape.
Super strength: When he wills it, he can lift much heavier objects as well as punch much harder than normal humans. Not quite Superman strong, but still able to take on ten guys at tug o' war.
Lazer eyes: Pew pew! Speaks for itself.
Kamehameha: He can shoot his lightning bolt energy type stuff like, well, a kamehameha. Or a shoop da whoop. Whichever works better for you.
Psychological Flaws:
Family: You mess with his dad (Professor Membrane) or Gaz, he'll do everything in his power to stop you. A bit of a weakness in that someone could abuse his protectiveness.
Paranoid: Sometimes he'll overshoot his accusations. Just a little bit. But it's more because he's so frustrated with people not believing him that he'll go at any length to find any sort of evidence for anything paranormal.
Oblivious: If it doesn't have anything to do with the paranormal or with something he's interested in, typically he won't even acknowledge its existance.
Physical Flaws:
Gargantuan Head: Kidding, kidding..
Bad Luck: He seems to have awful luck with his evidence. He manages to get a good picture? A hawk or something steals it or he hands it to someone and they get abducted by aliens. Things like that. Typically if he has someone else working with him his luck might be a little better. Said person has to be badass enough to beat whatever TRIES to mess things up, though.
Glasses: Though they're near impossible to get off (think of tugging a screw that's been drilled into concrete, pretty much even Superman would feel like he's pulling a nail out of a wall) if they do come off, he's completely blind.
Spikey Hair: Though an advantage most of the time (he can use it like a rail to ride down wires!), it can get caught or bump into something unpleasant. Then again, I'm sure Sailor Moon or someone else with ridiculously long hair has the same problem.
Other Flaws:
Different Dimension: He's used to McMeaties, not McDonalds! And what's Coca Cola? Poop Cola is so much better! Pretty much, he's a bit lost and off put by how different yet eerily similar things are here.
Brief History:
Dib isn't an ordinary kid. Infact, Professor Membrane isn't even his father, atleast, in the traditional sense. Dib was born in a test tube, an exact clone from the Professor's DNA itself. Few were trustworthy enough to help with the project, but those who were, they were sworn to secrecy. No one but Membrane really knows why he created the boy this way, maybe he just wanted a son of his own but couldn't find a wife that would deal with him being gone all the time? Maybe he wanted to pass on his knowledge so it would live on and continue protecting the Earth longer than he could live? Whatever the reason, Dib exists, under the guise of Membrane's son. Dib himself, doesn't even know. Membrane seemed intent on teaching little Dib the ways of 'real' science, but the boy wanted to do nothing but hunt aliens, saying they 'experimented' on him trying to make him a super genius baby or something when he was younger. Most likely a small flash of memories in the test tube.. It made Dib such a different person from his dad, at least in terms of interest. ... -Pulls out a megaphone- HEEEEY DIB! '-Runs back- Yeah? Do they want more information? I thought they were already joining!' They just want to know how you came to be the amazing Paranormal Investigator you are! You're so impressive, there has to be a backstory! 'Well.. Alright..
I've been studying the paranormal all my life, I can't remember anytime not working at solving the world's mysteries! My first memory is defending a bunch of neighborhood kids from an alien on my tricycle.. It was only an inflatable one, but hey, I was young, I hadn't learned what REAL aliens--Like Zim--look like. I also got ahold of my dad's awesome gadgets back then too. I stole his hover helmet trying to go into space; it was pretty cool! I could see the whole neighborhood from how high up I was. My greatest accomplishment, besides whenever I stop another one of Zim's plots to take over the world, would have to be when I found Bigfoot. I followed him to the very top of the playground! No one would believe me now, since I lost the tape, but I did find him, and I even found him in my garage using the belt sander! Of course, he was gone by the time I got my camera...
Several years later, I became a member of The Swollen Eyeballs; Agent Mothman is my alias. I was doing well in school.. Well, as well as someone like me can, when everyone else around you is too ignorant to realize all of the incredible mysteries that happen around them. Then one night, sitting on my roof, I was listening in for alien transmissions.. I always do that, incase some other life is trying to contact Earth. The government never gives enough attention to their own transmitter, so I like to keep track. It just so happened that one night, I heard something.. They were coming! I tried to warn everyone but all they did is call me crazy. As usual.
Six months later, I sat down in class. "Class, I would like to introduce the newest, hopeless appendage to the student body. His name is Zim." It only took a glance to see that he was an alien. AN ALIEN! In my class! The transmissions were true, they were here to take over Earth! But.. Why didn't anyone else see it?! A skin condition, they really believed that his lack of ears, green skin, and clearly alien-like clothing was a SKIN CONDITION. And now they all just think he's moved away.. After he sicked a giant hamster on the city, tried crashing Mars into Earth, even when his SKIN was the cure for lice! No one, NO ONE believed me, they still don't today, even after Zim's 'moved away'. Well, aside from my sister, but she only cares if it involves video games or pizza. Anyway, why do I keep talking about Zim in past tense if he has such an impact on my life? Easy. The Meekrob, an alien race made of pure energy--they disguise themselves as floating shoes--chose me to be their ambassador, to help lead the resistance against the Irkens! That's the race Zim came from, it was like their whole purpose in life was just.. Well, invading everything. It was an epic battle, and we won in the end. I almost got stranded on Saturn on the way back, but clearly I'm here now, and the world's safe again. I gotta say, it's almost a little boring now, without that little green guy trying to take over the Earth every five seconds, but at least now I can persue Bigfoot! And the ghosts.. I'll show everyone the REAL stuff!'
Yaaay! *clapclapclaps* Thanks Dib! Less work for me! They'll join you aaaaany minute now. 'Cool! I'm gonna go back to preparing. -Dashes away-'
Reason for being on AM: His psychotic but amazing daddy messed up a machine that lets you look at other planes of existance.. And so now they're stranded here. :'D
Sample RP: Just a little bit closer... Only a few more inches...
Dib stalked through the bushes, holding a camera carefully in hand. A large, furry creature with particularly big feet was sitting on a bench, eating a drumstick out of a Chicky Licky bucket. It ate ravenously, like a fat kid to cake. Dib crept closer, a huge grin on his face.
"If I can just get his picture, I'll be able to prove once and for all everything I've said is right!" He smiled to himself. The position was ripe. The big headed kid realized he was late for school, but this was so much more important! What were the chances of just FINDING Bigfoot EATING on a park bench?! This was a chance he couldn't miss! Not even his big head, as his author dodged a thrown cupcake, could contain his excitement. He jumped to his feet.
"I HAVE YOU NOW, BIGFOOT!" He yelled triumphantly as he took a picture. The creature teared up. "I just want to eat my Chicky Licky in peace! Why won't anyone leave me alone?!" It sobbed, before tossing the chicken bucket and running away. "HA! Now they HAVE to believe me!" Dib exclaimed, flailing his arms about.. Somehow he skillfully kept hold of his camera whenever he did this. One would think he would've learned his lesson about being careful about recording devices, considering how many he's lost that had actual proof on them...
"...I gotta show the class!" He hugged his camera close as he scuttled to school. Even now that he was taller, he still had that odd scuttling look when he ran, like a cockroach or spider.
"I HAVE PROOOOOOOOOOOOOF!" Dib yelled as he ran down the halls of his school, busting into the classroom. He panted for a few moments, looking throughout the class. "I found him! Everything I've said is actually RIGHT!" He exclaimed, pulling out the film from his camera. He flailed it around wildly as he talked.
"SEE?! If I'm right about Bigfoot, that means I'm right about everything else! Including Zim! See?! He HAS to be an alien!" He stared crazily at the classroom, which was filled with blank looks.
"That's a lovely photo of your finger, Dib!" The teacher commented enthusiastically. He was genuinely impressed with how nice it looked.
"...?" Dib turned his picture around, staring at it intently for a total of three seconds. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled, falling on his knees. "I HAD him! He was eating Chicky Licky on the park bench!" He exclaimed with frustration. Not again! Why was it that whenever he RECORDED anything it got messed up somehow?!
"Bigfoot isn't real! You're crazy!" A girl from the back of the room yelled. Dib frowned, sighing. His words fell on deaf words yet again.. He started back towards his seat, only to see a girl with pink and blue hair. He blinked, tilting his head. "Hey, why's this girl here?" He asked, blinking again. "... OH I SEE!" He turned to face the teacher. "YOU JUST WANT ME TO SIT CLOSER TO THE ALIEN!" He pointed at Zim in a dramatic fashion, glaring at the teacher. "Well fine! I will! It'll just give me a closer observation point to find out his weaknesses!"
"Stop making fun of the green guy, Dib! It's not his fault he was born that way!" One of the the other kids yelled from another part of the room. "Yeah, stop being a bully, CRAZY!"
"I'm not crazy!" He exclaimed. Dib narrowed his eyes as he stomped towards the empty desk, sitting down and crossing his arms, mumbling quietly to himself.
Theme Songs:
Dib's Missions
I'm Still Here
Blame it on the Boogie
Nicknames: Roxie
Main Account: Dib
Who else do you play?: WILL be playing Dr. Boom Boom, Nny, and possibly Miku Hatsune.
How did you find us?: ... I've been around since we were called 'End Wars' and had a totally douchey admin. ... FOOS. Tanzy invited me back~
Category: Erm.. Invader Zim.. (Not an OC, DC, or Anime.. But allowed on the site! :'D I was told this!)
Name: Dib Whateveryourlastnameis
Alias: Agent Mothman (to the Swollen Eyeball.. ... Which doesn't exist in this dimension since his dad's kooky invention took them here!)
Age: 16
Ranking: Vigilante (He'd be in law enforcement, but they think he's crazy!)
Physical Appearance:
Personality: Er.. You know. Rather than somehow explaining this particularly complicated boy, how about I have him tell you for himself >w>? HEY DIB! COME TELL THIS NICE PROFILE ABOUT YOURSELF!
Dib- 'Who, me? Oh, are they hoping to join me in unraveling the world's unknown and submitting it all to Mysterious Mysteries?!' ... Yeah. Totally. << 'SWEET! Wow, someone actually believes me! This is so COOL! ...I'm talking to myself out loud! ... Odd.' Yuh yuh, now go introducin' yourself! 'I am Dib, the guy who single-handedly--with help from the Meekrob and the Resisty--took down the entire Irken Empire, including Zim, my long time arch rival who was sent to take over Earth, and saved the world. ... Of course, no one gave me credit, as usual, they all just called me crazy.. But I saved the world! And I'm still ambassador of the Meekrob, so they may need me again someday! Yeah, they'll thank me, they'll ALL thank me.
Aliens aren't the only thing I'm interested in, though! I'm into anything that's paranormal, if there's a rumor or a myth, I chase it down and reveal it for what it is, even if it's a phony. Nothing is as stupid as when they show a part on Mysterious Mysteries of Strange Mystery--my favorite show that I've never missed an episode of--about 'Chickenfoot' and you can see the zipper on the back of the guy's costume! I mean, come on! That's an insult to paranormal science! I have a whole collection of things back home that are actually plausible compared to CHICKENFOOT! ... Luckily I exposed him, even though that made everyone question ANYTHING paranormal . . . -Sigh-' Kay kay good job Dib. :3 I think they get it. 'Soooo.. Are they gonna help me?' >w> Yeeeaaahhh.. In a little while.. 'OKAY! I'm going to go prepare! -Dashes off-'
In a nutshell, he's a guy who loves paranormal science who's ridiculed all the time and called crazy for trying to share evidence that always CONVENIENTLY disappears. Poor thing. :'D He also has a tendency to talk to himself out loud and is accused of having a big head.
Powers/Abilities:
Crazy Smarts: He's a clone of Professor Membrane, naturally he'd inherit his genious. He's quite capable of 'real' science and things like that, even using it to make his own gadgets against aliens and the like, he just prefers going after the mysteries of the world, much to his father's dismay.
Glasses: They never seem to come off or break, even while he's sleeping...
Knowledge of Alien Technology: In his outer galactic battles with the Irken, he came in contact with a lot of stuff that humans could only dream of inventing on their own in his time. He still has a few gadgets that he had on them when his family was transported to Afterhour Mayhem. These include a watch that can make him appear as someone he's not at the press of a button, a backpack that can sprout mechanical spider-like appendages meant to hold him up (inspired by the Irken's PAKs, pretty much a modified one with all the brains taken out), and of course his laptop, which he technically built himself, but there's a lot of info on alien technology saved in its encrypted files.
Niiiiinja~!: He's pretty stealthy. How else has he snuck into Zim's house so many times? ... Er. Did he. He has a bit of fighting prowess, having watched one too many kung fu movies where they're beating up zombies or demons and the like.
~Powers he'll get when he discovers them one way or another~
NOTE- The more effort he puts into his powers, the more intense and flashy they are. Pretty much as he uses his powers more intensely, he'll have blue lightning and sparks going about to enhance whatever he's doing.
Telekinesis: He can move things with his mind. He's also capable of flight with this.
Heightened Reflexes: Able to react to incoming objects or threats or what have you faster than normal humans. (For instance, when someone would normally get hit in the face by a baseball coming from behind, he'd be able to turn his head, see it coming, and get out of the way JUST in time)
High Jump: He can jump incredibly high and long distances by putting force into the ground, causing a large shockwave with a diameter of about 6 feet.
Static Electricity?: The sparks he gives off seem to have properties that allow him to stick to surfaces in a way that gravity normally wouldn't allow without doublestick tape.
Super strength: When he wills it, he can lift much heavier objects as well as punch much harder than normal humans. Not quite Superman strong, but still able to take on ten guys at tug o' war.
Lazer eyes: Pew pew! Speaks for itself.
Kamehameha: He can shoot his lightning bolt energy type stuff like, well, a kamehameha. Or a shoop da whoop. Whichever works better for you.
Weaknesses
Psychological Flaws:
Family: You mess with his dad (Professor Membrane) or Gaz, he'll do everything in his power to stop you. A bit of a weakness in that someone could abuse his protectiveness.
Paranoid: Sometimes he'll overshoot his accusations. Just a little bit. But it's more because he's so frustrated with people not believing him that he'll go at any length to find any sort of evidence for anything paranormal.
Oblivious: If it doesn't have anything to do with the paranormal or with something he's interested in, typically he won't even acknowledge its existance.
Physical Flaws:
Gargantuan Head: Kidding, kidding..
Bad Luck: He seems to have awful luck with his evidence. He manages to get a good picture? A hawk or something steals it or he hands it to someone and they get abducted by aliens. Things like that. Typically if he has someone else working with him his luck might be a little better. Said person has to be badass enough to beat whatever TRIES to mess things up, though.
Glasses: Though they're near impossible to get off (think of tugging a screw that's been drilled into concrete, pretty much even Superman would feel like he's pulling a nail out of a wall) if they do come off, he's completely blind.
Spikey Hair: Though an advantage most of the time (he can use it like a rail to ride down wires!
), it can get caught or bump into something unpleasant. Then again, I'm sure Sailor Moon or someone else with ridiculously long hair has the same problem.Other Flaws:
Different Dimension: He's used to McMeaties, not McDonalds! And what's Coca Cola? Poop Cola is so much better! Pretty much, he's a bit lost and off put by how different yet eerily similar things are here.
Brief History:
Dib isn't an ordinary kid. Infact, Professor Membrane isn't even his father, atleast, in the traditional sense. Dib was born in a test tube, an exact clone from the Professor's DNA itself. Few were trustworthy enough to help with the project, but those who were, they were sworn to secrecy. No one but Membrane really knows why he created the boy this way, maybe he just wanted a son of his own but couldn't find a wife that would deal with him being gone all the time? Maybe he wanted to pass on his knowledge so it would live on and continue protecting the Earth longer than he could live? Whatever the reason, Dib exists, under the guise of Membrane's son. Dib himself, doesn't even know. Membrane seemed intent on teaching little Dib the ways of 'real' science, but the boy wanted to do nothing but hunt aliens, saying they 'experimented' on him trying to make him a super genius baby or something when he was younger. Most likely a small flash of memories in the test tube.. It made Dib such a different person from his dad, at least in terms of interest. ... -Pulls out a megaphone- HEEEEY DIB! '-Runs back- Yeah? Do they want more information? I thought they were already joining!' They just want to know how you came to be the amazing Paranormal Investigator you are! You're so impressive, there has to be a backstory! 'Well.. Alright..
I've been studying the paranormal all my life, I can't remember anytime not working at solving the world's mysteries! My first memory is defending a bunch of neighborhood kids from an alien on my tricycle.. It was only an inflatable one, but hey, I was young, I hadn't learned what REAL aliens--Like Zim--look like. I also got ahold of my dad's awesome gadgets back then too. I stole his hover helmet trying to go into space; it was pretty cool! I could see the whole neighborhood from how high up I was. My greatest accomplishment, besides whenever I stop another one of Zim's plots to take over the world, would have to be when I found Bigfoot. I followed him to the very top of the playground! No one would believe me now, since I lost the tape, but I did find him, and I even found him in my garage using the belt sander! Of course, he was gone by the time I got my camera...
Several years later, I became a member of The Swollen Eyeballs; Agent Mothman is my alias. I was doing well in school.. Well, as well as someone like me can, when everyone else around you is too ignorant to realize all of the incredible mysteries that happen around them. Then one night, sitting on my roof, I was listening in for alien transmissions.. I always do that, incase some other life is trying to contact Earth. The government never gives enough attention to their own transmitter, so I like to keep track. It just so happened that one night, I heard something.. They were coming! I tried to warn everyone but all they did is call me crazy. As usual.
Six months later, I sat down in class. "Class, I would like to introduce the newest, hopeless appendage to the student body. His name is Zim." It only took a glance to see that he was an alien. AN ALIEN! In my class! The transmissions were true, they were here to take over Earth! But.. Why didn't anyone else see it?! A skin condition, they really believed that his lack of ears, green skin, and clearly alien-like clothing was a SKIN CONDITION. And now they all just think he's moved away.. After he sicked a giant hamster on the city, tried crashing Mars into Earth, even when his SKIN was the cure for lice! No one, NO ONE believed me, they still don't today, even after Zim's 'moved away'. Well, aside from my sister, but she only cares if it involves video games or pizza. Anyway, why do I keep talking about Zim in past tense if he has such an impact on my life? Easy. The Meekrob, an alien race made of pure energy--they disguise themselves as floating shoes--chose me to be their ambassador, to help lead the resistance against the Irkens! That's the race Zim came from, it was like their whole purpose in life was just.. Well, invading everything. It was an epic battle, and we won in the end. I almost got stranded on Saturn on the way back, but clearly I'm here now, and the world's safe again. I gotta say, it's almost a little boring now, without that little green guy trying to take over the Earth every five seconds, but at least now I can persue Bigfoot! And the ghosts.. I'll show everyone the REAL stuff!'
Yaaay! *clapclapclaps* Thanks Dib! Less work for me! They'll join you aaaaany minute now. 'Cool! I'm gonna go back to preparing. -Dashes away-'
Reason for being on AM: His psychotic but amazing daddy messed up a machine that lets you look at other planes of existance.. And so now they're stranded here. :'D
Sample RP: Just a little bit closer... Only a few more inches...
Dib stalked through the bushes, holding a camera carefully in hand. A large, furry creature with particularly big feet was sitting on a bench, eating a drumstick out of a Chicky Licky bucket. It ate ravenously, like a fat kid to cake. Dib crept closer, a huge grin on his face.
"If I can just get his picture, I'll be able to prove once and for all everything I've said is right!" He smiled to himself. The position was ripe. The big headed kid realized he was late for school, but this was so much more important! What were the chances of just FINDING Bigfoot EATING on a park bench?! This was a chance he couldn't miss! Not even his big head, as his author dodged a thrown cupcake, could contain his excitement. He jumped to his feet.
"I HAVE YOU NOW, BIGFOOT!" He yelled triumphantly as he took a picture. The creature teared up. "I just want to eat my Chicky Licky in peace! Why won't anyone leave me alone?!" It sobbed, before tossing the chicken bucket and running away. "HA! Now they HAVE to believe me!" Dib exclaimed, flailing his arms about.. Somehow he skillfully kept hold of his camera whenever he did this. One would think he would've learned his lesson about being careful about recording devices, considering how many he's lost that had actual proof on them...
"...I gotta show the class!" He hugged his camera close as he scuttled to school. Even now that he was taller, he still had that odd scuttling look when he ran, like a cockroach or spider.
"I HAVE PROOOOOOOOOOOOOF!" Dib yelled as he ran down the halls of his school, busting into the classroom. He panted for a few moments, looking throughout the class. "I found him! Everything I've said is actually RIGHT!" He exclaimed, pulling out the film from his camera. He flailed it around wildly as he talked.
"SEE?! If I'm right about Bigfoot, that means I'm right about everything else! Including Zim! See?! He HAS to be an alien!" He stared crazily at the classroom, which was filled with blank looks.
"That's a lovely photo of your finger, Dib!" The teacher commented enthusiastically. He was genuinely impressed with how nice it looked.
"...?" Dib turned his picture around, staring at it intently for a total of three seconds. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He yelled, falling on his knees. "I HAD him! He was eating Chicky Licky on the park bench!" He exclaimed with frustration. Not again! Why was it that whenever he RECORDED anything it got messed up somehow?!
"Bigfoot isn't real! You're crazy!" A girl from the back of the room yelled. Dib frowned, sighing. His words fell on deaf words yet again.. He started back towards his seat, only to see a girl with pink and blue hair. He blinked, tilting his head. "Hey, why's this girl here?" He asked, blinking again. "... OH I SEE!" He turned to face the teacher. "YOU JUST WANT ME TO SIT CLOSER TO THE ALIEN!" He pointed at Zim in a dramatic fashion, glaring at the teacher. "Well fine! I will! It'll just give me a closer observation point to find out his weaknesses!"
"Stop making fun of the green guy, Dib! It's not his fault he was born that way!" One of the the other kids yelled from another part of the room. "Yeah, stop being a bully, CRAZY!"
"I'm not crazy!" He exclaimed. Dib narrowed his eyes as he stomped towards the empty desk, sitting down and crossing his arms, mumbling quietly to himself.
Theme Songs:
Dib's Missions
I'm Still Here
Blame it on the Boogie
