2: Invader Zim.

“What is wrong with this world?!” Blackfire comments as she drops the clipboard in shock at the sheer stupidity of the world that she now beholds in front of her.

“I am not certain, but I do believe it’s a combination of pollution, radiation, and just poor education overall.” You hypothesize as to why this world is so screwed up. Honestly conquering this world would be a blessing for it if anything.

“Is there something in the water? I am severely questioning the intelligence of these people. I mean for X’Hal’s sake they literally have a soda named poop!” Blackfire pointed out a terribly named soda brand common in this world.

“I don’t know, but what I do know is this world doesn’t need any preparation really. Only thing we really need to do is to take out three targets before we invade.” You tell her numbly as you then immediately pull up three images of possible threats to your plans. The first one you pull up as a man in a lab coat with goggles and a very odd hairstyle.

“This is Dr. Membrane he is the smartest man on this planet, and he must be confronted first before we deal with anything else.” You inform your Hench as she could only look at you with a flat gaze.

“Considering the average intelligence of this world looks like it’s below 50? That’s not saying much.” She deadpans at that tidbit of information as she points out one of his inventions called “super toast”.

“Sigh… Yes, I know, but it’s we shouldn’t take any risks and just grab him just in case. Moving on there’s a foreign invader on the planet that must be captured or at the very least neutralized. His name is Zim who was banished earth for single-handedly sabotaging the previous mass invasion plans of his empire. We shouldn’t need to worry about the Irkins, just yet as they all universally hate Zim. Honestly they’d probably thank us for getting rid of him.” You inform blackfire as you pull up an image of the diminutive invader. Black fire’s eyes began to twitch at the very sight of him.

“His voice makes me want to strangle him… Slowly… And painfully…” Blackfire mutters out as her rising rage could be felt throughout the room.

“Don’t worry you’ll get your chance to turn that little green fool into your punching bag soon enough.” You calm your Hench as you begin to pull up another Image this time of an angry, gothic, pale skinned, Purple haired 18 year old girl. That stood at a height of 5 foot 7 with a pear shaped body, and had E cup breasts, Wide hips, and a large sized pear shaped butt.

“This is one Gaz membrane. She is perhaps the most dangerous one out of the three. For the shear fact that she isn’t afraid to use **** to get what she wants. However, she holds no love for the world and no real connections to the people in it.” You explained to Blackfire as she began to perk up in interest at this new threat. She slowly began to smile as she watched the brutality that Gaz unleashed unto her foe’s.

“Hmph… This one I like, she would make a good ally” Blackfire commented with a grin.

“I thought you would, anyway Gaz definitely would be willing to help us if bribed and offered a place here. However, I want you to watch this one as she is rather… Volatile.” You state plainly as you show clips of Gaz losing it for simple reasons. Blackfire nodded her head as she took in the volatile nature of this last threat, before she asked a question.

“Wait. Who’s the idiot with the big head?” Blackfire pointed to a tall boy who wore a black ensemble with a blue smiley faced shirt and had a similar hair-style to Dr. Membrane.

“Oh. That is just Gaz’s idiotic conspiracy nut of a brother. He’s constantly trying to reveal Zim to the world and fails most of the time. Gaz often beats the daylights out of the boy for doing really dumb things that annoy the crap out of her. He's not so much a of a threat as he is a annoyance.” You inform your Hench as you bring up clips of the boys misadventures and his subsequent beatdowns by Gaz for idiotic reasons. Blackfire only grins even more at this.

“Now I’m really liking this chick.” As Blackfire could relate to having such an annoying and idiotic sibling.

With the briefing over you turn to think…