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I KNOW.

OH... YOU'RE NOT DEAD.

OH. YOU'RE NOT EITHER.

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OH... YOU'RE NOT DEAD.

OH. YOU'RE NOT EITHER.

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moo-pink 10 ? is that like strawberry cow milk

No, it's not strawberry cow milk.

I expect you to do your own research next time, human.

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13. what can make you excessively angry?

EXCEPT YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO SAY ZIM that's far to easy and we all already know about that

DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO.

Zim (see, I did it anyway) and possibly every other being in the universe aside from my Tallest.

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question 10?

10. tell me about an insecurity you overcame.

Once I believed I might not be strong enough to serve my Tallest and my empire. I trained and became stronger. The end.

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deep asks that get uncomfortably personal

what’s the best advice you’ve ever been given?

what is your preferred method of non-physical self destruction?

what is your favorite way to self care?

tell me about your most vivid memory, good or bad.

if anything, what would you change about your childhood?

what is something that you’ve always wanted to do but have never been able to do?

what is your fatal flaw?

what is something that gets to you that you wish wouldn’t?

do you cry? why or why not?

tell me about an insecurity you overcame.

tell me about your last failed friendship.

who do you wish you could connect with but haven’t been able to connect with?

what can make you excessively angry?

do you enjoy being lightheartedly teased? why or why not?

do you prefer to be numb or overly emotional? why?

what is a skill or talent you’ve completely lost or overlooked? why did that happen?

what was your favorite color as a child and what is your favorite color now?

what is something you can’t bring yourself to get rid of?

tell me something you don’t like telling the people you are close to.

tell me what you think others think about you.

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INVADER-T4K ON AO3!

Making it easier to follow the story along to my TAK ask blog by putting it up in chapter on AO3!

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Invader Zim Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tak & MiMi (Invader Zim), Gaz/Tak (Invader Zim), Gaz & Tak (Invader Zim), Tak & Zim (Invader Zim), Dib & Tak (Invader Zim), Tak & Tak's Ship (Invader Zim) Characters: Tak (Invader Zim), MiMi (Invader Zim), Tak's Ship (Invader Zim), Gaz (Invader Zim), Zim (Invader Zim), Dib (Invader Zim), GIR (Invader Zim), The Almighty Tallest, Gellaxis (Invader Zim) Additional Tags: Action/Adventure, Romance, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Canon, Tak-centric (Invader Zim), TAGR, Irken Empire (Invader Zim), Irkens (Invader Zim), Irken Biology (Invader Zim), Moo-Ping 10, Worldbuilding, Canon-Typical Violence, Tumblr Ask Box Fic, Askbox Fic, Inspired by Roleplay/Roleplay Adaptation, Tumblr Roleplay, Cross-Posted on Tumblr, Unconventional Format, Tumblr ask blog @invader-t4k

Summary: ZIM robbed TAK of her ability to be assigned as an Invader rank in Impending Doom II and she was thus assigned as a janitorial drone on the Planet Dirt. There they designed their plan to steal ZIM’s mission to reclaim her chance to become an Invader. She constructed her own ship known as “TAK’s ship” and a makeshift but advanced SIR unit called “Mimi” and plotted to fill the Earth’s core with delicious snacks as an offering for the Tallests. Her plan nearly worked and she would’ve gotten away with it too if it weren’t for ZIM and his meddling companions but, unfortunately, ZIM beat her in a fight in space where she was forced to be launched out of her ship in an emergency escape pod with nothing but herself, a malfunctioning PAK, the pod’s limited and broken controls, and Mimi’s carcass. As a result, she has been floating endlessly in space for quite some time now as she schemes how to escape and destroy ZIM once and for all. And now she runs a blog from her access to communication systems from her PAK that she recently repaired.

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What is that supposed to mean?

Oh, this is what others stated about with a "T-fork" was it? Not impressed with what I'm looking at so far T-spoon - @tak-unbound

It's TAK. T-Spoon doesn't even make sense as an insult. Do better.

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ROLLING BACK... ROLLING BACK...

UNPUBLISHED LOG ACCESSED.

LOG 006

My systems are nearly prepared! No other being would be nearly as capable as I to have repaired them this quickly but I am not like anyone else. I am intelligent, resourceful, and I have almost succeeded. I can almost taste sweet victory over ZIM once I have taken his mission from him and become a full-fledged invader. 

I would like to see anyone get in my way now. Irk, here I come.

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🍴

Yes, yes, I added it to my description. Laugh it up.

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Oh, this is what others stated about with a "T-fork" was it? Not impressed with what I'm looking at so far T-spoon - @tak-unbound

It's TAK. T-Spoon doesn't even make sense as an insult. Do better.

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Yes.

hello "skoodge", apologies for not greeting you to this hellhole of interdimensional communication until now. I've been offline for quite a while. if you're anything like my skoodge, I'm hoping you'll be one of the more competent blogs here.

Sorry to disappoint whoever you are but I'm not

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Ah. *adds your name to the list*

hello "skoodge", apologies for not greeting you to this hellhole of interdimensional communication until now. I've been offline for quite a while. if you're anything like my skoodge, I'm hoping you'll be one of the more competent blogs here.

Sorry to disappoint whoever you are but I'm not

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THIRD ONE. EASY.

oh shit you're alive?? sweet. missed you

I AM THE BESTEST I NEVER DIE THOUGH I HAVE MANY ENEMIES.

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ERROR.

ERROR.

LOADING...

Almost seven human years ago now, TAK had failed her mission of conquering Earth. It was a pathetic, humiliating defeat and they didn't like to think about it. Of course, being stuck in her emergency escape pod left little room to do much else and since then she had gone over a million different ways she could've succeeded. She could have not underestimated Zim, though she couldn't blame herself for that part. All of her sources before landing on Earth had told her ZIM was idiotic, hardly even worth the title of an Irken, let alone an Invader. How were they to know he would be competent enough to defeat her?

Truthfully, he shouldn't have been. That brought her to her next conundrum, ZIM's helpers. TAK could not have accounted for them but if she could go back in time and do it over, she would now. She thought humans were too stupid to deflect her mind control and, for the most part, they were. Except for Dib and Gaz. They were unaffected, thus Dib was able to stop her hollowing machine and Gaz hacked into Mimi in order to make her go haywire. Their shared effort in defeating her had been curious, given that Dib and Zim were sworn enemies and TAK hadn't actually expected ZIM to enlist the help of Dib, but it seemed they both had an interest in keeping the Earth out of TAK's clutches.

Whatever. As horrible as the taste of defeat was, TAK could handle it. What she despised most about the situation was the aftermath of it. She abandoned her ship--which was Irk knows where now--and had inhabited her escape pod since. All that kept her company was Mimi's carcass that floated around her since GIR had left her system and her damaged PAK. Besides her thoughts, she kept herself entertained by dutifully working to repair her Mimi and her PAK.

This task was much easier said than done. Being an escape pod, the resources at TAK's disposal were severely limited. The pod was small, likely having the capacity to fit one other Irken of TAK's height with her, though even that was pushing it. It had basic functions such as an engine and control panel to steer it but not much else. In truth, most Irken escape pods were more complex and better designed, not to mention significantly larger. TAK had made her ship out of scraps on planet Dirt, though, and her main priority had been converting the spittle runner itself. She hardly wasted any time or energy on crafting the escape pod, believing she would have no use for it where she was going. She'd been wrong. 

TAK had barely been a witness to her ship's glory in comparison to this stupid escape pod. It was a petty qualm for sure but she hadn't even painted the insides, leaving the silver Irken walls barren. TAK had stared at the pod's empty walls enough to last her a lifetime, it was enough to drive one mad. TAK had kept her composure, priding herself on her patience, as she worked to fix what had been damaged in her battle with ZIM. 

Mimi was perhaps the most difficult, given her complex wiring and the limited supplies. Most of her systems had been fried after enduring GIR's personality hacking the robot, which was unfortunate. Mimi was built off of an existing SIR unit TAK had located on Dirt and upgraded. If it were not for the fact TAK was so determined to be an Invader, she would have been a scientist. Her far superior intellect would have allowed her to but the job wouldn't have satisfied her. She wanted to be something of greater importance to the empire and have a role that was the highest honor an Irken could receive, that of being an Invader. Still, her expertise in Irken machinery allowed her to engineer Mimi to her liking (who she named as an acronym of My Invader's Mechanical Intelligence) along with her runner. 

Reversing the exterior damage GIR had done to Mimi, including ripping the robot into literal pieces, had been the easiest part. However, TAK found no way of being able to fix the faulty wiring now without running into a bug or rebooting Mimi's systems without it crashing. TAK feared she needed far more complex utility to solve the problem that she had no way to obtain. There was a small indestructible window built into the pod which she could see through well enough. It was mostly the vastness of space and shmillions of stars that she could see passing by her and she recognized none of it. When the occasional planet did catch her eye, she was dismayed to find it didn't match any of the invaded planets claimed to be Irken territory in her memory bank. Landing on a planet without knowing if it was in allegiance to the Irken empire could be dangerous, especially with a faulty PAK that would not grant her weapons or disguises, so TAK refrained.

With Mimi's carcass still looming over her, TAK focused her efforts on her malfunctioning PAK. The damage was evident in the way the silver Irkem metal cracked and the three, purple hatches refused to open up to her. She could unlatch the PAK from her body to experiment on it but only for ten minutes at a time before she had to take a break to regain her energy. Irkens could only go so long without the device hooked to their nervous system. It was a flaw TAK had been eager to eliminate, even back in her days before planet Dirt when she had first finished her implant for mind-controlling inferior species. 

During experimentation, she discovered all of her systems were down, including navigational and communications. These were the most vital and repairing them had been TAK's utmost priority. After all, the sooner she could locate herself and contact the Almighty Tallest about her situation, the sooner they could rescue her from whatever corner of her space she now found herself in and she could get back to taking Earth from ZIM. It took far too long to get anywhere with this but eventually, she managed to get her communication systems back online. Partially.

Only the verbal part of the system would cooperate. The visual system was still down so she couldn't submit a transmission to the Tallest. She hastily sent a written message to them from the PAK but received no reply. That figured. TAK knew the Tallest hardly replied to any written messages. The Irken leaders mostly stayed put at the head of the Massive where they would respond to visual transmissions, which were far more convenient for their all-day snacking schedule. TAK did not abandon hope, however. She managed to infiltrate a network of interdimensional communication and was in contact with many different beings of many different universes. They were of no use, though. Even the Tallest from another universe was unable to help her, which was disappointing. 

At that point, TAK nearly considered leaving her experiments to rest. Then she had an idea.

She removed her PAK and hooked its systems to Mimi. She worked quickly, knowing she only had ten minutes to execute her plan, and pinpointed a stray remnant of GIR's downloaded personality. She waited nervously as her PAK loaded a connection to the origins of the bug before it succeeded. TAK held her breath and opened a communication line.

TAK: Hello Zim.

TAK waited. A minute went by. She could feel her energy being drained from her body as a consequence of the loss of her PAK. She forced herself to hold it together and be strong. Another minute. She started taking deep, hallowed breaths when suddenly, a response popped up on the screen.

ZIM: GIR?! HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS?!

TAK rolled her eyes. 

TAK: This isn't GIR, you fool! This is TAK! I've hacked into your SIR unit using a stray glitch I found still in Mimi's system. 

She didn't have to wait as long for a reply this time. Zim responded a mere second later.

ZIM: Who?

TAK: TAK!!!! I attempted to take Earth from you several years ago because you are a worthless excuse for an Invader! Remember?!

ZIM: Ah, yes. TAK. What do you want?

TAK cringed as she typed the words onto the screen. This was definitely the lowest point in her mission thus far. 

TAK: I need your help. 

She could practically hear ZIM's maniacal laughter through the screen.

ZIM: MY HELP?? WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY NEED ZIM'S HELP FOR???

TAK gritted her teeth and continued. 

TAK: I'm still in my escape pod. I have no idea where I am positioned. I need you to locate where exactly my line of communication is sourced from and tell me.

ZIM: HA! YOU THINK ZIM WOULD HELP YOU DO THAT?! AFTER ALL THE LIES YOU TOLD ME??? AFTER TRYING TO TAKE MY PLANET FROM MY RIGHTFUL CLUTCHES??

TAK huffed. She could feel her breathing slowing. She could assume she had roughly a few minutes left before she would start to slowly start to lose herself. But TAK couldn't swallow down her pride and, throwing caution to the wind, she began typing at the speed of light.

TAK: YOU SHOULD FOR YOUR EMPIRE! I WAS NOT LYING WHEN I SAID THE TALLEST WANTED NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU SO THEY THREW YOU ON URTH WITH A FAKE MISSION! URTH IS MINE FOR THE TAKING AND YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL TO HELP ME, A FAR MORE COMPETENT IRKEN SOLDIER, IN BETTERING THE IRKEN INVASION.

She leaned back, feeling quite happy with herself despite her dwindling energy, a sign that her end would be quick to come if she did not reattach her PAK now.

ZIM: LIES! LIAR! I WILL NOT SIT AND ENTERTAIN THESE DELUSIONS OF YOURS WITH YOU. I AM ABSOLVING THIS COMMUNICATION LINE FROM GIR AS WE SPEAK. GOOD LUCK CRAWLING OUT OF WHATEVER HOLE YOU DUG YOURSELF IN, TAK!!! 

ZIM: NOT!

The line went dead. TAK stared at the blank screen in horror for a moment before roaring. She cried out in a horrid mix of anger and frustration as she unhooked the PAK from Mimi and threw the computer back onto her herself just before she could feel her energy be fully depleted. 

"STUPID ZIM!" she yelled to the empty pod wall. "STUPID EARTH! UGH! STUPID EVERYTHING!"

She kicked the nearest surface to her foot, which just so happened to be the control panel. The panel burst open and when TAK removed her leg from it, a mess of wires and sparks of electricity came out with it. 

TAK groaned. Just great. Not only did her humiliating attempt at receiving Zim's help not work but now she ruined her control panel. The pod would likely go into the auto-pilot mode for now until she could repair the machinery. Of course, that didn't really matter. TAK had piloted the ship to what seemed like the very end of space and still reached nowhere she could recognize. What was the point? 

Blunt realization hit TAK like a wall of bricks. There wasn't a point. Which meant the control pod was up for disassembly.

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You really think anyone believes your 5’8? You short ass mf I bet I could punt you to the fucking moon. now what’s your Real height?