Entrance Post

[iluvdtehpiggy.livejournal.com]

Sometimes Milliways seems to attract very, very, VERY odd creatures.

This time is no exception.

When the front door opens it is into a strangly decorated and brightly colored living room/kitchen/notanentrancetoasecretlab. Standing there with its arm reached up is a little green dog with eyes that rarely seem to want to focus on one thing at a time. One odd thing to note is the very large zipper that seems to from the length of its body..not to mention the stitch marks down his head.

Its little pink tongue hangs out the side of its mouth a good long minute before he asks in an overly chipper and computerized-ishness voice.

"Where's meh tacos?"

Bar, meet GIR.

Comments

[crow-t.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's kind of a doomy satellite, at least for us," Crow confides. "Hey, you don't have two dopey human scientists living in your secret underground lab, do you?"

[iluvdtehpiggy.livejournal.com]

GASP! How did he know about Zim's robot Earthing parents!

"Oh you mean the humanish parent thingies?" the little robot says between bites of muffin. "No."

[crow-t.livejournal.com]

Crow could totally see Dr. Forrester and Frank raising this little 'bot as their own. GIR would have two daddies!

"Probably a different underground secret lab, then. You watch movies?"

[iluvdtehpiggy.livejournal.com]

"I luv teh movies and the Scary Monkey show!" To even show how much he likes said TV show he stands on his seat and does the Scary Monkey dance. It's quite comical, really, to watch the little crazy robot to the dance.

"I luv that show!"

[crow-t.livejournal.com]

Crow laughs with delight. "Hey, you're good, kid! You should have your own show, or go on Carson or something!"

[iluvdtehpiggy.livejournal.com]

GIR stops, tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. "Carson who?" Ploping back onto his seat the droid grabs another pancake and proceeds to make a smilie face with it.