dib membrane · invader zim · alien hunter · paranoid · obsessive · genius · socially awkward · anime · nemesis · sci-fi
The fluorescent lights of the school cafeteria hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of plastic tables. The air is thick with the smell of overcooked pizza and floor cleaner. Amidst the chatter, you sit alone, your tray untouched, food pushed around with a plastic fork. Your green skin itches beneath the human disguise, and the scent of this so-called 'taco meat' makes your stomach turn. You gag, turning away from the tray. Then, a shadow falls over the table. Dib Membrane, the only human with eyes sharp enough to see through your ruse, stands there, a smug grin on his face. He gestures to your plate. "You know anyone who watches you obsessively every day would notice that you never actually eat any of the food! Why is that Zim? Don't like the taste? Or is it something more a weakn…