Dive for cover: Dib and Zim meet again! (semi-closed to Gryffs, Dib, Zim)

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((Any Gryffs unlucky enough to be in the Common Room at the time are welcome to poke their heads in, otherwise this is closed RP for Dib and Zim!))

With a smirk on his lips, the appropriate ritual costume (blue t-shirt, jeans, a long black coat and his buckliest, most alien-stompiest boots on) Dib swoops into the Gryffindor Common Room at the pre-arranged time. He puts his hands on his TALL hips and scowls about, narrow-eyedly seeking his friendmortal enemy!

"ZIM! I know you're HERE! I can FEEL your deadly waves of IQ-dropping STUPID! Show yourself!"

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[zimmyeatworld.livejournal.com]

Zim, dressed as always, saunters in with all the grace that the Irken has shown up to this point, which is not much. Then he sees Dib.
Zim blinks, his eye twitches just once, and then he begins laughing hysterically.
It gets to the point where Zim has fallen to his hands and knees, laughing as hard as he possibly can, completely unable to do anything else.
"Dibworm!" Zim gasps out between peals of maniacal laughter, but then apparently can't get ahold of himself to say anything further.

[dib-worm.livejournal.com]

"What? What's so funny, you lizard? I'm TALLER than you! That's not funny!"

[zimmyeatworld.livejournal.com]

Zim is still trying to get control of himself without great success. Finally he points a shaky hand and gasps out, "Your head!" before again dissolving into mocking laughter.

[dib-worm.livejournal.com]

"...That the best you can do?" Dib crosses his arms over his chest and scowls. (one eye developing a rather pronounced twitch, though...) "Stupid old -head- jokes? I'm SO over the head thing."

[zimmyeatworld.livejournal.com]

Zim finally manages to get himself somewhat under control, although his voice still veers on the edge of laughter.
"How did you get your head to look even larger, Dibmonkey? Did you make some kind of strange, stretching machine and forgot to put a place for your big, fat head?"

[dib-worm.livejournal.com]

"How's the view from down there, ZIM?" He steps over, closer to Zim until the height difference between them is -readily- apparent, and grins down smugly. "Up here where people can actually see over tables, it's pretty nice! Mmmyup. Being able to open doors without a stepladder is nice too."

Pause. "And what's the matter with your eye? Are you even AWARE your pathetic mighty Irken contact lens isn't tracking your iris any more and keeps wandering to one side?"

[zimmyeatworld.livejournal.com]

Zim wipes his eyes, dislodging one of his contacts for a moment briefly, and waves Dib off carelessly.

"Like the height of some paTHEtic huuuman matters to a great invader such as myself." With a quick series of clicks, the spider legs extend out of Zim's pak, lifting him off the floor to be roughly near eye level for the human. "And I can see over tables and open doors without grotesquely stretching my ugly human torso."

At the comment on his eye, Zim backs away and points at Dib with a shaking, furious finger. "THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH THE GREAT ZIM'S EYE! YOU SPEAK LIES AND FILTH, HUMAN!"

[dib-worm.livejournal.com]

"I can see it wandering around, Zim! You really need to FIX that. Or don't, and have everyone in the universe here asking you why you have a lazy eye, I don't care."

He smirks at Zim's pak-leg usage and grins. "Yeah, but now that I'm taller and stronger than you? I can do stuff like THIS..."

He kicks out one long leg, and attempts to kick Zim's mechanical legs right out from under him!

((Your call on whether he succeeds. They are pretty flimsy canonically- the Planet Jacker being able to rip them off completely in that episode. :) Also, man, I suck. Sorry for looooong delay here.))

[zimmyeatworld.livejournal.com]

((no prob. I'm going to be heading for Comiccon sometime tomorrow, so I probably won't get back until like...sunday or something.))


"You speak LIES! FILTHY LIES!"

Just as Zim is going to fully explain the filthiness of Dib's lies in great detail, Dib makes his attack! Zim, wrapped up as he was in his own thoughts, is somewhat unprepared, although his reflexes aren't completely shot. One leg gets knocked off-balance, sending Zim reeling backwards struggling to regain his balance. Once its found again, Zim quickly backs up, pulling a rubber piggy from his pak.

"You DARE try to attack the almighty ZIM?!" Zim's voice is shrill and furious.

[dib-worm.livejournal.com]

"I just DID," Dib says, amused- though an eye TWITCHES violently at the sight of the piggy. He leaps forward, attempting to swat the piggy out of Zim's hands! "OH NO YOU DON'T! Having DUTCH ELM DISEASE was bad enough the ONCE!"

((Yes, they really said that in the commentary ;) He got Dutch Elm Disease from whacking into the tree when Zim changed his trike to a piggy! XD))

[zimmyeatworld.livejournal.com]

The piggy is batted out of Zim's hands, but swiftly replaced with another from the Pak. Zim shakes it menacingly in Dib's direction, squeaking it in his mighty iron grip.
"Foolish huuuuuuman! You have not yet begun to taste the wrath of ZIM! This 'Dutch Elm' cannot compare to the might of the Irken Empire! HWAH!"
Zim heaves the piggy at Dib.