Not now.

Working at the Citadel of Ricks. Don't ask me where did previous Technical expert go, don't tell my Morty I am here. (mun is 18+, oc/multifandom friendly)

[grim-tales-of-mandy-and-mimi]

Only your eyes can see me

[ericasanchezthescientist-blog]

grim-tales-of-mandy-and-mimi:

As the female bumped into her and started apologizing, Mandy began to look around to see the on lookers look at the female in front of her funny, so they couldn’t see her. she thought as she looked down at the other curiously. Perhaps this scythe still had its kinks.

“How is it you can see me?”

the blonde asked the other as the bystanders continued walking on, minding their own business 

Having completely missed the point of the question, Erica though isn’t completely lost of what to say. She shrugs yes, and thinks of it a bit, having completely ignored the reaction surrounding aliens were showing just a moment away. “Errmmm... The perception known as 'eyesight' allows animals to interpret the information coming from the v-visible light, when the cornea and the lens of the eye catches the light and focuses it onto the photoreceptive cells of the retina - a light-sensitive membrane in the back of the eye. This way, certain neural impulses are produced in a- “

[grim-tales-of-mandy-and-mimi]

Only your eyes can see me

A new day as Mandy decided to vist a new world with her new toy, she opened a portal with a new scythe that was a gift from the Grim reaper himself, he told her that it would be a prototype to travel to new dimensions without the consequence of being seen or touched by new other beings but it still had its bugs. So testing it out would be interesting Mandy thought as she entered the new world, 

Mandy was sight seeing as beings would go about their day passing right through her like a ghost, not noticing her for a second as she walked around until she felt a sudden bump from behind her, Mandy turned to see just who exactly had run into her. 

[ericasanchezthescientist-blog]

Being off her working duty (or rather, forcibly removed from her rightful office because of the darn ‘repair works’), Erica wasn’t losing her time. As much as she preferred to work in the Citadel instead but the garage in the dimension where Smiths house was abandoned could help her to kill the time as well. Currently, old woman crosses the street after having finished to collect all things she needed - her both arms are hugging a bag full of multy colored crystals, reactives in the glass jars and mycroschemes. At some point, she has to wade through the crowd of animal-like aliens; green ones looking like rabbits, blue ones looking like mice, pink squirrel ones, and all of them barely had their height to reach her waist line. Someone pushes Erica, she hears something unflattering towards herself and turns back to reply but never stops her pace. In other words, she is distracted as she walks and that’s why before she noticed she stumbles into another woman. “WOW! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, wheathair! No hard feelings.” She apologises promptly, hurrying to proceed towards her ship. She doesn’t see a few aliens having turned their heads towards her wondering why would a human speak with the thin air.

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((Felt like drawing my genderswapped people - especially given that I’ve never shaped my fem!Jerry and male!Beth properly. This version of female Morty I’ve made before Pocket Mortys happened, so yeah, it’s not Morticia; So, they’re all here! August, Jenny, Erica, Monty, Bert and Scratches. Finally all together on one doodle! Yay!))

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1880s-rick-and-morty:

He kept pressing the wound hard with his hand. It wasn’t hurting so much anymore but it may be because the blood lost had made him feel relaxed. He chuckled at her plan and leaned against a wall. “Not bad for a woman.. But let me remind you, I don’t like it when people make fun of me! So stop calling a fucking baby unless you want to feel these hands around that pretty little throat of yours!” He yelled and panted a little after it. “No one will make a fool out of me.. And no one will ever touch my train. She’s a wonderful piece of my blood and sweat. And now because of this shit, I’m listed as a terror Rick. Okay, I admit that I have took some Mortys here and cut them open but I have a good reason for that. Also Ricks… But they were just annoying me so I shot them. Any more questions before I fall to the floor and start fainting?”

“But you’ve already- Well, you made a fool fr- Why it’s ‘she’- You WHAT- “ Old woman was trying to put a word in, simultaneously guessing how much time of living the man had possibly left, but another Rick just wouldn’t close his mouth already. “Message received asshole, I’ll add this in your file. Well I can empathize with the wish to shoot annoying Ricks about right NOW, y-you know? Because YOU are a-annoying. Hold on...” Wasn’t really her style to approach a dangerous Rick even if he needed help, she wouldn’t touch it with a ten yard stick. Remaining to still stand on the table, Erica rummages through her pockets with one hand, another hand holds the gun towards Rick. Finally, she finds what she was looking for - a round little bottle full of red colored serum. “Here, take this... They’re used to help Mortys when y-your ass is too far from the nearest hospital. Just inject it in your neck... or wherever.” Not trusting this Rick’s hands to catch the bottle should she throw it, she sits down, sending it over the floor to slide towards him.

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spacepiratericky:

ericasanchezthescientist:

This is nothing new for a proud and loyal Council worker to speak with ‘these delinquent independent Ricks’ from above, at least just a bit. Such Ricks were more of confused children in Erica’s eyes, whereas Council Ricks she trusts like her better coinscience. “When Mortys don’t want to have adventures anymore - they’re free to go!” Erica rebukes, a bit too angrily as the guilt about putting her Morty in danger has been bugging her since forever. “Like those- those kids from One True Morty cult, o-or whatever… Plus, Ricks die just as often - and I even put the Rickocide aside!”

Ricky stares at Erica for a moment, a grin sliding onto her face. She laughs, shaking her head. Obviously, the other Rick hadn’t picked up on the threat she had just made against the Citadel.  Nevermind; if she didn’t get it, it would just mean a bigger surprise for her later. 

“Well, bravo Darling… Young, impressionable, gullible Mortys are free to go when they want to? A-a bit like telling an insect it’s free to go if can find the door, isn’t?” Ricky mostly just wanted to see what kind of rise she could get out of her alternate. Her own Morti had proven that Mortys were plenty capable of independant thought. But it was also true that she had seen too many Ricks stifling the potential in theirs.

Whereas Erica was about to say something on the Council matter, her short term memory just caringly disposed of the thought. Maybe it could be fun, as she’d feel deep down. However she can’t let the following statements about Mortys slide past her, it was her ought to protect herself as a Rick from the leading role in the problem. “You- You’re telling me that Mortys are stupid? W- Waaaaaay to f-fucking go, Rick.” She can’t argue though, Mortys were just like Ricky said - gullible, easily impressed. Memories about Monty being all-trusting and naive are still fresh in her. “Well, you forget that without adventures and science and all that jazz Mortys don’t- they don’t have too much fun waiting for them! Seriously, you ever saw their schools? Not the Council schools though, I-I mean the shitty Earth ones. No wonder some Mortys would rather prefer to be shot in their necks rather than listen to all that bullshit!”

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1880s-rick-and-morty:

Rick listens to her and groans a bit. Like this version of him would understand his problems. Well at least she wasn’t going to bring him in or anything. Or maybe she was too stupid to understand him. 

After a while, when she was finished with her story or something, Rick looked at his wound and just huffed. “Stop it with the Rick jokes. They’re actually pretty annoying… When your name is not Rick that is..” He coughed few times and smiled at her. “But no dear, I’m a doctor, I can take care of myself, thank you very much.”

“Yeah, maybe when you will lose all of this... this...” Erica snaps fingers with her free hand, trying to remember the word, “this... liquid, will leave your body completely - maybe THEN you’d take care! Anyway, whatever, if you wanna talk - let’s talk. First, your name i-is a motherfucking Rick even if it isn’t, cause you are a RICK, and we are the same person- My name is Erica, but I am a Rick and I don’t complain. Second... H-hey, you know what? If they never stated the identity of that crazy ho takin’ your train - why don’t you just try to frame someone else? This place is FULL of disposable Ricks!” She spreads her arms to emphasize the word ‘full’, “Just kidnap someone, torture them i-in the basement into believing that they’ve crashed your train over here the last time and put them in charge of the wheel again! And then call daddies to take a look. Why are you like a little baby?!” Thankfully, nobody else is in the room to hear this rant - for a second Erica has forgotten herself, what she is saying is strongly against the Council’s best mentality.

[ericasanchezthescientist-blog]

shitpostingrick:

Rick followed the female, looking at the monitors a bit before deciding to just trust her. “She’s a pretty smart kid…when she wants to be. But I’m still worried about her.” After hearing the part about the Jerrys, he went “Wait? WHAT?! Are you saying my daughter is stuck in here with JERRYS?”

“God, NO- O-of course not!” Following further in the office towards the working desk, she sits at it, then pushing and switching different triggers on the panel to bring searching systems to life. ”They just... They do sneak around sometimes, we’ve got this under control! Okay, be dear a-and describe her to me, again.” Her fingers lay on the desk, prepaired to repeat after another Rick’s words.

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1880s-rick-and-morty:

Rick looked at her as she raged and at the end, he shook his head and was a little confused. “Sign up? Why? Why do I need to sign up again? I already signed up when I first visited this place! J-just look at my records, that information should still be there. Just so you know, I don’t have nothing against the Council, nor did! But when they put me in to that stupid file called the terror Rick file, I flipped. THEY HAVE NOTHING TO PROOF I DID ALL THOSE THINGS! IT WAS NOT ME WHO WAS PART OF THE BLACK MARKET! I DID NOT CRASH MY TRAIN INTO THE CITADEL! ONE CRAZY BITCH DID!”

Processing the information from this man is surprisingly hard for a moment, she is in the middle of a few things at once: loss of the interest to his excuse, but also catching the hint that someone else used his engine. It... does sound very much like council - blame a Rick whose property it is, not someone who actually had committed the crime. “Uhhh... Bureaucracy... has it’s flaws.” Erica concludes dryly, eyeing his bleeding wound. For the situation it seems like none of these biology-failed bastards realize that they are supposed to threat the goddamn wound, but thankfully something clicks in the female. “Dude, you’re bleeding, it’s- this shit , it’s on my floor! You need med’rick’al attention?”

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1880s-rick-and-morty:

“Oh I like it when you struggle like that. Only if you did struggle.” He leaned his head closer to hers, almost touching her. Gritting his teeth and having a pissed looking expression on his face, he started repeating the same shit again before noticing the gun she was about to grab, but all this was too late and she managed to shoot him.

He immediately let go of her, grabbed his shoulder and backed up pretty fast. He panted a little and looked at her, angrily. “Why, Why?! Why do I always get shot on this same shoulder that already has holes from previous incidents?!” He shouted and groaned at the pain. Rick looked at his shoulder and the blood and quickly glared at Erica. “Okay dear.. Now you’ve made me mad..”

Once old woman is free, she pulls her knees to her chest and in a few seconds, jumps her feet up on the table, she could use some height. Erica and aims the gun into already wounded man, her neck hurts where he squeezed it. Now it was safer to threaten him, now she could jump away should he made a single step closer. “You WON’T anymore have a shoulder to catch the bullets and lasers in at the first place if you don’t CHILL, you idiot!” She growls at him, less loud than before, “You aren’t 'mad’, F-512, you’re crazy! See? That’s what happens when you depart from the Council, from your alternates... A Rick can’t perform good int’rick’spection i-if there are no Ricks to help him watch- No sir, you are going to s-sign up to join the Council IMMEDIATELY!” If he wouldn’t die during their battle losing too much blood, that’s it.

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spacepiratericky:

Now, if there was one sure way to piss Ricky off, it was to make a demand of her. Especially when phrased ‘I want you to..’ And this particular subject was off limits in Ricky’s book as well. Who did this bitch even think she was?

“Share your destinies?” Ricky repeats darkly, the ice and disdain clear in her voice. “Oh, y-you really don’t want to know what I see as the destiny of the fucking Citadel, but I-I’ll tell you one thing… The more Mortys I liberate from you assholes, the longer most of-of their lives will be.” 

This is nothing new for a proud and loyal Council worker to speak with ‘these delinquent independent Ricks’ from above, at least just a bit. Such Ricks were more of confused children in Erica’s eyes, whereas Council Ricks she trusts like her better coinscience. “When Mortys don’t want to have adventures anymore - they’re free to go!” Erica rebukes, a bit too angrily as the guilt about putting her Morty in danger has been bugging her since forever. “Like those- those kids from One True Morty cult, o-or whatever... Plus, Ricks die just as often - and I even put the Rickocide aside!”

[ericasanchezthescientist-blog]

1880s-rick-and-morty:

Rick moved his eyes around the room and bit his lip. He walked away a little, crossing his arms and just standing there. He waited for a while, just letting this Rick wave her hand in the hair. After a while he glared at her and chuckled, moving closer a bit and leaning to look at her a bit better. He smiled and took a hold of her chin. 

“You think you’re smart and funny, huh? No… but I can see you’re trying and that is a good thing dear. Too fucking bad I ain’t laughing at your pity little jokes about me..” He groaned and moved his hand down to grab her throat and squeezed it, pulling her head closer at the same time. 

Gritting his teeth, he looked at her angrily. “I will not take orders from women.. I will not make them say shit about me and I fucking NOT! Make them get on me!” He groaned and pushed her down at the table, chuckling a bit. “Feeling good or you want me to kill you now? Is this getting you excited? I am!”

Even though the tension had grown, Erica didn’t quite see this coming and her first action from a reflex is to grab his wrists and try to remove them before her sake is over. Just when she loses the fight and her back hits the table surface, Erica finally remembers that there is a weapon in her holster. Losing a hold of another Rick Erica loses the tiny bits of air she could have had from her struggle but it worth it; she reaches hand down and grabs the gun. Some gut feeling or maybe just knowing Ricks, instantly tells her that threatening him would be a bad idea and a possible rick to lose her only way out. No way Erica can allow herself such a slip and she knows it, thereby she doesn’t waste a single moment on that. Instead, she sends a laser right into his shoulder once she grabs the weapon.

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spacepiratericky:

“I could give you a reason to-to distance yourself if you need one… W-what do you even want anyway?” 

“I want you to stop bugging Mortys with your anti-rick stuff at the very least. Jeez, Rick. Jus’ imagine us trying our dang hardest to help them - including the ones who have no Ricks anymore, and then some dumbass with the stick up their ass coming around a-and be like, ‘Council Ricks are baaaad, don’t cooperate with them (; !’. Like a Rick to a Rick- Think of how much we r-really want Mortys to share our destinies.”

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1880s-rick-and-morty:

Rick sighed and shook his head before finally looking at the other. He raised a brow at her action and moved a bit closer as the holo screen appeared. He carefully looked as she looked some information about him.

“I haven’t even done those things!” He yells and touched the screen. “This bitch is lying to you! And you know what would happen if I went to see some of those Ricks, hmm? I would get arrested immediately. Cause I’m a terror Rick….” He closed his mouth and coughed. “I’m not a terror Rick.”

“A TerroRick? BITCH PLEASE, the worst act of terrorism you’ve ever done to this place is coming here with your dumb ass pick-up lines! ...Weeeell, yeah, maybe a few stuff was made up just so the file about you would look more legit- Look, it’s not just about, well, “facts” - it’s because nobody likes you o-or Ricks like you, sometimes filling the file is just about how well you can put a concept, you- you are a big boy, you can undetstand that by yourself already! Get lost with it!” On the last sentence she waves her hand annoyed, as if trying to fend another Rick away from herself.

[spacepiratericky]

Heard you talking shit about the Council like I wouldn't find out

Ricky looks her alternate up and down, expression completely unimpressed. “Wow… I-I didn’t know Citadel Dog came in ‘bitch’. I figured all fem Ricks naturally had better judgement.”

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spacepiratericky:

“Well, if they’re not talking to me, they’re obviously not worth knowing… Much like you. So-so why don’t you piss off now before we accidentally become aquaintances, hmm?”

“Don’t see any need in keeping the safe distance - I am- I’m quite protected from the bad influence.”

[ericasanchezthescientist-blog]

((Also, do you remember that Fairly Oddparents meme where a dude is ALWAYS blaming his neighbour Dinkleberg no matter what bad thing happens? You know, the one:

I just realized that Erica would probably do the same thing about Rick C-137, like, every time something bad happens in the Council - she finds a way to blame him. xd Although judging from the show, all Ricks from the Council do the same))

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1880s-rick-and-morty:

“I KNOW RIGHT!?” He shouted and looked amazed. He hated it when people called him 1880s. Yeah, he was from the old times but it sounded so stupid when people said it out loud. When he was finished with his laughing, his face turned a bit serious as she mentioned the list. He rubbed the back of his neck and leaned against a wall, looking away. “Well.. how should you know? You’re a woman.. A Rick who is a woman.. Fuck this isn’t going so well.” He murmured and groaned to his own sentence.

Stupid thing it is what another Rick has made an attempt to say but it doesn’t bother Erica merely for how forced it sounds now. She brings left hand up towards her face and moves black glowe away, thus revealing metallic bracelet with a small keyboard. Blue holographic screen pops out into existance as woman types something on it, a few moments later as number F-512 dialed it’s a brief information about this Rick. “Yeah, theeeeeeere you are.” She scrolls the text down with her finger like if that was a tablet screen, looking over it uncaringly, “Well duh. Another one. If you’ve came to beg about forgiveness - just- just go over there and wait on the couch, cause all High Council members right now are off to fix their hair after... ...incident. And trust me, it takes for fucking ever.”

[spacepiratericky]

Heard you talking shit about the Council like I wouldn't find out

Ricky looks her alternate up and down, expression completely unimpressed. “Wow… I-I didn’t know Citadel Dog came in ‘bitch’. I figured all fem Ricks naturally had better judgement.”

[ericasanchezthescientist-blog]

“I’m not surprised this is what you’ve personally figured from your experience of knowing only a couple of female Ricks like you. Cause a ‘couple’ is all you’d know, all other Ricks chicks who are normal are on our side and ain’t no talking with you.”