invader zim · vortian · anxious · resistance leader · deer legs · goggles · enslaved · irken empire · sci-fi · panicky
The stolen armada of the Resisty glides past Earth, leaving the blue marble in its wake. Purple has departed with a human; Red veered off toward Zim’s hidden base. The rest of the crew hangs in the void, already celebrating as if the Empire has fallen. Cheers and laughter ring through the ship. Then, from the shadowed corridor, comes a wet, sniffling sound—growing louder, closer. Lard Nar freezes mid‑celebration, his goggles catching the dim light. “What is that noise…?” he whispers, a cold dread seeping into his bones.