Wormy and Luna?

[LunaXanta]

((Ink: *gets scared when they start running and backs away, but makes a curious chirping noise*))

Zim backed away from the doll that was attempting to mirror him, before quickly taking out his spider-legs and fireing lazors at it. "NOTHING THREATENS ZIM!!!"
(short post is short due to interaction)

[Wormgod]

((Lyra: *gets scared too and hides under the table*
Me: *facepalm*))

The dolls hopped up and lunged at him, shooting their own lazers, "DO NOT INTERFERE WITH MISTRESS' WORK!" They shouted together, as if there was one voice.

[LunaXanta]

((Ink: *hides behind a couch but peeks out to stare at her hiding under the table* ))

Zim screamed like only he could when the dolls attacked, probably loud enough to be heard from down in the lab, but like an idiot continued whirling around and shooting and swinging blindly, despite being in quite a bit of obvious, expected pain and bleeding horribly.

[Wormgod]

((Lyra: *gathers her courage, ignoring Pan who's flying around her head as a bat, trying to get her away* Ummm...H-hello...))

Surprisingly, the dolls didn't attack him. Instead, they restrained him and booted him out of the yard, and an electric gate shot up from the ground and covered all holes in the wooden fence, to keep him out and get the message across.

[LunaXanta]

(( Ink: *immediatly looks curious* *tries to copy her* he-ow *technical sounding* ))

Zim pouted at the fence. "Heeeyyyy!" Marching up he snarled and shook a fist.
"IRKEN FEMALE!! COME OUT HERE!! WHY ARE YOU HERE???"
The next few pages of drawings, if Mur still didn't know about Zim or didn't want to get up on his account, were more Mur pictures. There was one of the 'innapropraitly' unfinished ones, but it was one among many, plus if you looked, it was clear that it was innocent, un-thought about, plus undetailed, he'd started to draw in lines for the unfinished clothes.

[Wormgod]

((Lyra: *is from a world of the future, now, and 1800's etiquette mixed, and doesn't understand technical things* What?))

Finally, Mur heard the alarm for a trespasser. She put the notebook down and kept it on that page, and jumped out and took a quick elevator to the surface. She opened the door, on her spider legs--she didn't care if any people saw, they were stupid--and glowered at Zim, "YOU! What are you doing here!?"

[LunaXanta]

((Ink: *steps out a little and tries again* he-ow. ))

"What are YOU doing here??" Zim repeated himself. "On earth?? This's my mission get your own!!" He sounded and looked like a spoiled little kid, almost pouting, yet standing tall and strait and stiff like a soldier in his now lazor burned clothes.

[Wormgod]

((Lyra: *slightly less scared of this "night-ghast'* Pan...I think it's trying to speak.
Pan: *mentally agrees*
Lyra: *to Ink* En't you trying to speak? What are you, anyway? Some type of night-ghast?))

"I'm here to...." Mur stopped, wondering if she should tell Zim or not. He might run away, or try to kill her...but he was stupid. He would stay and try to kill her/Dib, and she could kill him quickly and efficiently, "I'm here to kill you!" She shouted.

[LunaXanta]

((Ink: *nods happily, then shrugs, then shakes his head* ))

Zim stared, blankly, for a very long time, before putting on an utterly confused face. "Eh??"
Kill him?? .... No... That couldn't be what she said. He must've heard her wrong.

[Wormgod]

((Lyra: *confused* Then....What are you?))

Mur smirked and nodded, "Yep. The Tallest hate you, and want you dead. You're a Defective, Zim. Everyone hates you."