Doom doom doom...

Indie roleplay blog for GIR from Invader Zim. Multifandom friendly. Read Info for more information. M!A Status: Tracking the tag: thegisforgir

[thegisforgir]

**THIS BLOG IS ON HIATUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE**

[askbrightonandtwila]

"Halloween is the time where everyone dresses up and visits houses for treats from what we know. We haven’t tried that ourselves because well we have much more important things to do." Brighton said.

"So who are you exactly?" Twila asked politely.

[thegisforgir]

"Treats!? I wanna be apart of Halloween!" GIR yelled excitedly, beginning to bounce up and down like an Earth child would. 

However, his duty mode kicked in quickly and he saluted them. "I am GIR!" It only lasted a few moments, however. And he was soon back to his usual dimwitted self. 

[alittlehiro-deactivated20171203]

                —— ” Neeyaah! Where’s Zim?! “

The robot was cool and all, but it seemed to have some kind of malfunctioning robot brain, it didn’t do anything as it was suppose to do — So Dib assumed at least. he knew the one that Tak had turned into a cat more realistically than this one did when in the green dog costume. The robot got in the way like an annoying younger sibling. It would get on his nerves way too quickly, but at least he wasn’t the one that had to endure it every day. 

He had gotten this far into the base without being caught — and now that he was spotted, he didn’t know what to do. So, he continued to stand there, mouth open, foot hovering above the sticky tile flooring, about to take another step more inside. 

[thegisforgir]

"He's in his lab workin' on something." GIR replied with a happy grin. "He doesn't wanna be disturbed, so you'll have to sit and wait." He added, stepping aside to let Dib inside. GIR soon realized he had forgotten to put the security measures on, so Zim was not going to get an alert for any sort of intruder, which also helped his duty mode from coming out to shoot the child.

ANALYZING LIFE FORM... THREAT LEVEL: SCANNING... THREAT LEVEL: MINIMAL. PROCEED WITH CAUTION

"Yeah!" GIR grinned, opening his head up and producing a rubber piggy from inside. He waddled over to the couch and sat down, staring at the TV and 'fying' the pig around like it was some kind of plane. "You wanna play piggies with me?"

[askbrightonandtwila]

The two look at the robot in the dog disguise and giggle a little. “Well that’s an adorable little costume dearie but this isn’t Halloween. You’re a cute little guy though.” Twila said with her usual smile.

[thegisforgir]

"Halloween? What's that?" GIR asked, titling his head to the side and realizing he had forgotten to be a dog. 

[littlegaz]

☠

                            ✖ And I will rip apart your circuitry, fill that empty robot head of                                            yours with meat, and toss you into space, back to whatever                                              pathetic planet made you—if you tell anyone that I danced.  

[thegisforgir]

GIR remained quiet for a few moments, taking everything that Gaz had told him in for a moment. His head sprung open and he pulled a piece of meat out. "I already got meat in my head!" 

[thegisforgir]

my-heads-not-big

GIR waddled over to the sound of the knocking door, using the floor title elevator to peer through the peephole. It was just Big-Head Boy, probably wanting to attack his master again. And of course, he did the reasonable thing and opened the door. "Hi Big-Head Boy!"

[thegisforgir]

askbrightonandtwila

ringmaster-barnabas

The tiny robot walked the streets, humming gently to himself as he explored the surrounding city. Zim had no idea where he was, but he wasn’t thinking about that right now. All GIR knew was that he had bumped into somebody. 'Act like a dog!' Zim’s words echoed to him. So, GIR sat on his butt and wagged his tail while looking up to the person.

[littlegaz]

☠

                            ✖ I said no! I don’t dance.

[thegisforgir]

"But you dddiiidddd dance~!" GIR cheered. 

[littlegaz]

☠

                            ✖ No.

[thegisforgir]

"Awwwww cccoommmeee ooonnnn! You had fun last time!" 

[thegisforgir]

littlegaz

"Hey! You're that scary girl that danced with me!" GIR grinned, pointing indefinitely to his master's enemy's little sister. "Ya wanna dance again!?" 

[thegisforgir]

lazerii

zunmra

Zim had left the lab free while he went out to find supplies for his new...plan thingy. And that meant free access to the communication. And that meant taquito delivery! GIR began mashing buttons on Zim's control pad, accidentally sending a communication request to The Almighty Tallest. 

[thegisforgir]

kibishii-v

secretary-of-new-leaf

flippedthefuckout

zombiegig

autonomousrobotiics

The tiny robot walked the streets, humming gently to himself as he explored the surrounding city. Zim had no idea where he was, but he wasn’t thinking about that right now. All GIR knew was that he had bumped into somebody. 'Act like a dog!' Zim’s words echoed to him. So, GIR sat on his butt and wagged his tail while looking up to the person.

[thegisforgir]

furiouschortler

doctorichiroirabu

deadlyknives

hydrianhybrid

painterofthewall

GIR waddled over to the sound of the knocking door, pulling his disguise on and using the floor title elevator to peer through the peephole. There was a...thingy standing outside, looking lost and confused. Zim wasn’t going to like this, but he didn't have to know about this. The little robot opened the door and sat down like a dog, looking up curiously at the person. 

[mnemxnics--archive-blog]

Taking the muffin, the ravenette have to admit that it taste normal. Well, where-ever the robot got it, at least it won’t impend her to her early demise. Oh, right.

"Woah, that looks impressive!" She exclaimed to whatever this GIR-thing did. Whatever- or whoever- made GIR sure is one, impressive person. "Oh, right, name!" It would be rude, considering not only it gave her a muffin but it introduced itself, not minding that it was starting to move and climb on her head like a hyperactive child. 

Not that… she didn’t like hyperactive children or anything. As long as they stay away from her books, maybe.

"Aotori!" She introduced, pausing for a bit as she used her free hand to tap her chin in thought. "Although…. you may call me Atoli, I suppose." Another pause. "And I doubt you don’t have an owner, you have to tell me so I may now and talk to that person properly, admiring at such a wonderful creation as you!"

[thegisforgir]

"Atoli? What a pretty name..." He giggled, before settling down and relaxing on top of her head properly. Clearly, unless told otherwise, he was going to get very comfortable on top of her.

At the question of finding his master however, he got a little paniced. "U-Uh...N-No, my master's busy right now! That's why I'm walking around." GIR explained, not wanting this human to get anywhere near Zim or their base in fear that she'd get curious, or worse yet get destroyed by the Urkin boy.

"So...I can stay out for a while. He won't miss me anyway." He gave a small grin, closing his eyes and relaxing like some kind of kitten. He soon realized that they were still in public, and quickly got back into his disguise, before settling down again.

[incredible-zim-blog]

             That’s right. He had mentioned about a Giant Piggy Machine before to shut the              little robot up. It worked that time but he should’ve seen it coming that GIR would              be too excited to forget about it just now.            “ Ah YES! The Piggy Machine well uh————— “                What lie to tell? What lie to tell? What lie to tell?            “ I made it while you were gone! Eh— YES! I made              it when you were gone but it broke so…. oh well              we no longer have to worry about that anymore.              Let’s focus on my new plan! “

[thegisforgir]

"Awww..." GIR muttered, his hopes dropping as seeming to be the usual whenever something was promised to the little robot. He was stupid enough to miss The Piggy Machine after all. "Could we make it another time? I think it could really help the mission!" He smiled, having completely forgotten what the mission even was.

"What's the new plan?" He asked, shaking his head a little and beginning to look over everything Zim had gotten done before he got home. The top of his head sprung open, a muffin falling out and landing on the table in front of his master. "I had another muffin in there?"

[horisusumu-deactivated20150404]

Awww… Hello there lil’ fella! *He pat GIR on the head* Say… Where’s your owner?

[thegisforgir]

"Uhh...Bark?" GIR replied, trying to act like a dog while trying to get out of the situation. He pointed in the direction of his home...or at least where he thought the base was. 

[respiteadventures-deactivated20]

*The boy shrugged.* I can accept that. Hey, I still have some crepes here, do you want some more? Dad makes way too much food, so we give most of it away.

[thegisforgir]

GIR's eyes almost shone at the question for more. He unzipped his disguise and put it aside on the couch, taking a few more of the delicious treats and shoving them into his mouth. Easier to eat without the disguise weighing him down.