Post by Tak on Apr 21, 2011 7:11:21 GMT -5
Should-have-been
:: Invader Tak ::
Height: 4'6
Class: Elite
Age:: 156
Political Affiliation: Purple[/center]
An invader inside and out, although not officially, Tak lives a frustrating life of cruel
misfortune and hilarious failure. It's rendered her sense of humor dry and made her
bitter. No, actually, she was always bitter. Yeah... I like to fill out canons with non-
canon facts. =P LIKE IN THIS NEXT QUOTE THAT EXPLAINS STUFF!
After failing to steal Zim's mission, I got a call from the Tallest informally offering me a mission. The assignment? Planet Exotes, which I found out later was a gas giant. They wanted me dead, or stupidly appeased like Zim...
Why, after pleading my case with the power outage on Devastis, do the Tallest refuse to admit there was any mistake? They're wasting monies and resources holding me back! For no reason but computer error?! They don't think freely. They're puppets.
I'm through with this. It's been 70 years I've spent training, but it's their loss I suppose! I'll use my skills for something else. What, I'm not sure, but they'll regret disowning me and by that time it'll be too late!
Why, after pleading my case with the power outage on Devastis, do the Tallest refuse to admit there was any mistake? They're wasting monies and resources holding me back! For no reason but computer error?! They don't think freely. They're puppets.
I'm through with this. It's been 70 years I've spent training, but it's their loss I suppose! I'll use my skills for something else. What, I'm not sure, but they'll regret disowning me and by that time it'll be too late!
After being fought off by Zim and then getting a 'fake mission' from the Tallest
herself, Tak believes there's something wrong. The system recognizes the blackout
incident and missed test as a FAILED test (hence the lowering of her rank), and by
not giving her a chance the Tallest prove to be incapable of thinking outside the
system. Her conclusion is that the Irken race is slave to the Control Brains.
She doesn't consider the fact the Tallest could just be lazy, because despite this sudden rational thinking they're unquestionable respectable
Okay, doubting the Tallest will take some time. My theory is that, for efficiency,
Irkens are ONLY programmed to obey those immediately above them. Service Drone
Bob spoke out against the Tallest. Compare with Zim and other Invaders. Invaders >
Tallest > Control Brains. It's easier for Tak to question the Control Brains.
That doesn't mean she's going to rebel. It's possible, but would take a) something to
convince her and b) something to prevent remote deactivation should the Empire
notice. I'll be roleplaying her (usually, not always) in the process of figuring out what
she's going to do without the Empire directing her. It's a very unusual situation for an
Irken to be in.
AND DISCLAIMER: Like I said before, I AM AWARE THIS STUFF ISN'T CANON,
and I won't be imposing my non-canon Irken stuff on others. :3 Just thought I'd say
so I don't come off as a jerk!
And that's it for now, besides a couple fun on-canon Tak quotes!
Tak likes smoke machines:
Smoke machines or lasers?
This is an old debate on my home planet, although I'd like the unbiased opinions of you aliens who aren't familiar with the politics.
I have a preference for smoke machines, myself. They can wipe out large numbers of people in a single fire, having a large range unlike the needle-point beam of a laser. The smoke provides cover for escape while enemies gag and inhale toxins (if you're using them, which is always a good idea). The downside is that poisoning takes longer, and anyone expecting them can escape. But I'd say the multiple purposes smoke machines serve and the larger area of range far outweighs the drawbacks.
This is an old debate on my home planet, although I'd like the unbiased opinions of you aliens who aren't familiar with the politics.
I have a preference for smoke machines, myself. They can wipe out large numbers of people in a single fire, having a large range unlike the needle-point beam of a laser. The smoke provides cover for escape while enemies gag and inhale toxins (if you're using them, which is always a good idea). The downside is that poisoning takes longer, and anyone expecting them can escape. But I'd say the multiple purposes smoke machines serve and the larger area of range far outweighs the drawbacks.
Tak gets a fortune cookie (if only she'd take the advice):
Keeping up my disguise, I found myself at a Chinese restaurant with a group of unsuspecting humans. Anyway, we finished with a cookie-openng ritual that, despite all the information circulating on the Internet, I'm confused about.
GREAT THOUGHTS
COME FROM THE HEART
This was my "fortune."
How do the Chinese go about determining these advisory/fortune-telling cookies, and is it related to their academic excellence?
I would also like to know more about the activation of these cookies, if I'm required to technically eat the whole meal (and what proportion of it?) and whether I can use more than one a day. Although the one I mentioned above is useless, one of the humans had one that promised riches.
GREAT THOUGHTS
COME FROM THE HEART
This was my "fortune."
How do the Chinese go about determining these advisory/fortune-telling cookies, and is it related to their academic excellence?
I would also like to know more about the activation of these cookies, if I'm required to technically eat the whole meal (and what proportion of it?) and whether I can use more than one a day. Although the one I mentioned above is useless, one of the humans had one that promised riches.
~ Tak