Rick BigJohnson
@superrixtynine.bsky.social
"Buuurrrp~~ You already know the deal and who I am." (RICK AND MORTY RP) (MVRP) (18+ MDNI) (EXTREMELY NSFW) (DRUGS & FOUL LANGUAGE) (PSYCHOLOGICAL VIOLENCE) (PHYSICAL VIOLENCE)
"I'm Rick, everybody knows I don't give a shit! At least I'm honest about it."
"Hey the whole apathy thing is pretty cliche at this point. We get it, you don't give a fuck about anything."
"Says the one walking around with that weird ass eye patch! Besides, that whole torturing all the other Morty thing is pretty fucking creepy."
"Don't you have /anything/ better to do than show up and act like a little creep?"
"W-what do you mean, how did it work? I found a sentient hivemind living on a planet, and we had sex for like a week straight."
"But how did that work... /On a technical level/? Was it a people-sized planet? ... ... Did you find an alluring stalagmite or a sinkhole? ...Did you buy it a drink first?"
// Holy shit everyone, you've all been so great again lol I'll do replies later but for now, just hanging out on the TL ☺️
"I don't know, shapeshifter, wanna find out?~ *She licks the top of his hand, and it sends a jolt down his cybernetic spine. Rick locks eyes with her.* "If you think you can handle it, maybe we should find a little more privacy~" *Clearly he had something more on his mind.*
(She licks the top of his hand, knowing damn well her tongue is a bit like barbed wire.)
*Rick continues to pet behind Mirage's ear as her tail sways back and forth, and then just a little harder with the scratches.* "Most of the time I have a pretty good point~" *He could tell she was enjoying the attention, and he looked down at her as she sat in her panther form.*+
(Whether she was talking about pouncing in a violent way or a friendly way was up to Rick to interpret.)
"If you /must/ know, I'm working on something to track my daughter down." *Rick pinches the bridge of his nose and screams* "This is bullshit!"
Yeesh! *George raises his hands in surrender. He wasn’t expecting to get snapped at* Sorry, I was just wondering what you were working on
*He really isn't bothered by the attitude, more interested in banter that seemed to be going back and forth.* "Hey, you're the one circling around me like you want to pounce~" *As Mirage nudges her head into his palm, Rick starts rubbing behind her ear.*
(Mirage is a little surprised that Rick doesn't seem to mind her cheeky attitude. That last sentence makes her pause and look up.) "You know...if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were hitting on me~" (The shapeshifter proceeds to nudge her head into his palm, ignoring the irony.)
"Oh yeah he's a real fuckin moron, always disappointing his family in one way or another."
"I did get summoned by some stupid looking guy? Is that him?" A static like sound came out of him. That snile never fading. Radio cane in hand.
"Hey don't tell me what to ~~bbbuuurrrppp~~ do."
"BUT Burp somewhere else..." Steps back.
"Rick lets out a small chuckle as she moves around him, admiring the grace of Mirage's form.* "I can sort of do something like that, but it doesn't mean I can't appreciate someone and their talents, does it?" *Mirage moves behind him and playfully bumps into his back, taking an inch or two+
(Standing behind him now, she gives him a playful bump with her head at the middle of his back.) "Besides, I can do LOADS of other stuff than just the shifting~"
"Yeah I don't really know why you're talking talking about manners either. ~~Bbbbuuurrrpp~~"
"I- actually." Strokes his chin. "Why am I talking about manners, I come from Night City..."
"Hey I did say I wanted to start you off easy. We can work our way up." *Rick watches while Mirage shifts and her body vibrates, his eyes go wide and a grin spreads across his face. He leans forward from his position, arms still folded but clearly watching with great interest.*+
(Now fully a panther, Mirage gets down on her haunches in an elegant sitting position. And she speaks.) "Easy as pie~"
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"I'M NOT GETTING MARRIED! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?"
"...YOU SENT MY MOM TO HELL??"
"...Hey what can I say? You seem like you'd be interesting." *Rick finishes his beer, tosses the bottle into a trashcan. He crosses his arms over his chest.* "Anything at all? How about a panther? Something easy to start."
"...I shouldn't really be surprised a man of science is so curious about me." (She sighs, ignoring that one time she got dangerously close to becoming a lab rat. With a glance at him she took another sip of beer.) "Okay, then...name something. A person or an animal. Living or dead."
"I SENT HER TO HELL, JERRY! STRAIGHT TO HELL!!"
"I don't wanna know..."
"She even asked me to marry her! Do you know what I said?" *He's frothing at the mouth*
His face slumps. "I know..."
*He downs about the same amount, wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve.* "That's one way to put it..I could run an analysis but.." *Rick gives Mirage a sly grin* "Maybe I just wanna see what you can do~"
(There's a second where Mirage wants to ask more.) "Yeah...I'm aware my DNA's scrambled eggs." She pauses. But with a nod she cracks her beer open, chugging a third and wiping her mouth discreetly with the back of her hand) "Oh, you're already getting competitive with me?~"