[Zim, never being great at sticking his landings, hits the ground with a splat face down as his PAK continues firing lasers. But no matter! Two of his spiderlegs stop firing to lift him up, and he goes into full on psychotic Irken Invader mode, cackling madly as the other two legs keep firing.
His main priority now is less the drones and more Peridot, who he skitters after like some gross robotic alien bug. Which he's making abundantly clear that he is, because if he can corner her he's going to get all loomy and reach for his wig.]
Hell yes. 1/2
His main priority now is less the drones and more Peridot, who he skitters after like some gross robotic alien bug. Which he's making abundantly clear that he is, because if he can corner her he's going to get all loomy and reach for his wig.]
NOW, FEEL THE WRATH OF THE GREAT IRKEN ELITE!!!