"Evil" Morty.

Using a weapon like this doesn't get you left alone, Morty.

[presidentpawn]

"That's what makes me evil. Being sick of him."

Evil Morty roleplay blog

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Dark themes and content ahead, triggers will be tagged "TW : [trigger]"

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"Evil Morty" referred to as Pawn on this blog.

14, they/them pronouns.

"If you've ever been sick of him, you're evil too."

[presidentpawn]

this is absolutely the last thing ive ever wanted to do, but i cant not do it.

this blog is no longer associated with primestories and all of the blogs that creator runs. i dont know what this will do for my story, im absolutely distraught, and its not something i can handle right now

obviously, i will be taking an actual break from this account and from rick and morty in general, im not sure what this will lead to but know that future plans will not contain anybody from before

[presidentpawn]

whilst introducing new plot lines into this blog, should i make different blogs for different versions of pawn or make them variants that stay attached here?

new blogs for pawn variants or keep them here?

new blogs

keep them here

Voting ended onAug 7, 2025

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡  quiet  stillness.

for  warm  drinks,  kitchen  conversations,  &  warm  hugs.

you  didn't  have  to  bring  me  anything.

you  always  know  exactly  how  i  take  it.

it's  still  warm  -  take  mine.

you  can  stay  here,  as  long  as  you  need.

sit,  i  made  enough  for  both  of  us.

today  feels  like  a  quiet  kind  of  day.

let  me  pull  the  cookies  out  of  the  oven.

your  hands  are  freezing.

you  fell  asleep  on  the  couch  again.

i'll  be  here  when  you  wake  up.

you  can  tell  me,  or  we  can  just  sit  here.

i  have  no  idea  what's  in  this  but  it  tastes  good.

i  needed  this.

it's  chilly  out  there.  stay  a  little  longer.

i  didn't  make  any  plans  today.  just  this.

you  looked  like  you  needed  something  warm  to  hold.

there's  an  extra  blanket  on  the  couch.

i  didn't  have  the  heart  to  wake  you.

this  room  looks  beautiful  when  the  sun  comes  through  the  window.

i  already  put  the  kettle  on  for  you.

[presidentpawn]

For Pawn's current plan to break the curve, he needed supplies he couldn't gather in his home dimension. He left Rick to watch himself, after ensuring all of his security protocols were brainless Rick-proof. From what he could track down, there was no Rick on this Earth. Luckily, smartest man in the Universe didn't mean he had to live in one place.

He was quick to inspect the technology his scanners notified him of, eyebrows raising as he happily realized that the parts were far more advanced than he thought they would be. Meaning, he'd be able to take what he needed and extras, just in case of any hiccups.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Pawn focused on his hand, grimacing when his left pointer finger morphed into a cross-tip screwdriver. He let out a weary sigh, the simple action already tiring him out. He pushed past the fatigue, quickly getting to work on stealing the satellite and other equipment he could get his hands on.

Not too long after he started, he heard a rustle from somewhere behind him, quickly turning his head. He flipped his eyepatch up, inspecting the area even though using both eyes didn't help his vision much. When he couldn't spot anything, he returned back to his task, this time less sure of himself and more observant of his surroundings.

[embroiledmerc]

He moved relatively close to the other, the rustle was a mere misstep but he carefully watched the other, observing everything. He was curious so when the other's guard was down he lifted his illusion and tapped the other's shoulder.

"So what brings you to The Bat's territory? You looking to get disassembled robot boy?"

He asked, his voice blunt as purpled eyes watched the other's every move. He wore a purple hoodie over top of a lavender shirt with a biohazard purple logo on the front. He was dressed from top to bottom in purple essentially. He had that freedom considering his power.

"And what was that portal you came from? Never seen a portal like that before. They're usually a deep royal purple like color... not like a kinda vomit green color..."

"If I had to guess you're not from around here are you? Neither am I but I'm just gauging to see if you're a threat or not. Besides if Red Hood caught you, you probably would of lost your kneecaps or something so be thankful you got me to deal with."

He looked honestly bored, shoving his hands into his pockets. He had to deal with this, see what was the situation, hopefully it could be peaceful but if he had to... his diamond sword was always ready to strike.

[presidentpawn]

Pawn was working quickly but carefully, only pulled from his task when his attention was drawn with a tap on his shoulder. He jerked violently, quickly hopping up to his feet. He was quick to look the other up and down, trying to gauge as much of his identity as possible from the few things that were there for the eye to see.

The name he was called made his ears burn, pushing down the embarrassment of being spotted in a venerable state. His cybernetic advancements were a source of shame for him, and his finger quickly switched back to normal. He hurriedly pushed his eyepatch back down, willing his tough persona that he wasn't used to back into place.

"Dis- disassemble? I'm not he- here for any trouble," Pawn was quick to slip into the act of a dumb teenager, stuttering and pulling his hands up to prove he wasn't armed. As much as he despised putting himself down, it was beat for the safety of both himself and the other boy.

He inspected the other's outfit, internally groaning at being caught. Rick had always said that superheros were over-the-top narcissists, and he wasn't finding much different. The teen could turn invisible, which was a poor power, but could certainly be useful. For a moment, the idea of studying the hero looked ideal in his mind. Poking and prodding until he understood why he had this power, Pawn had to shake that away before it got too far. Playing his grandfather had obviously begun to take a toll on him, and he wasn't willing to take it further than he needed to.

When the blonde mentioned portal travel, Pawn's brain immediately began whirring, considering every possibility before he even asked. "You- you went through a portal, too? That was purple?" He played up his anxious act, tugging at his shirt.

"I'm really not here to cause any trouble, m- my grandpa sent me... He didn't tell me there would be anybody here, I'm really sorry-," The stutter annoyed him to his core, but it was clear he needed it to get out of this situation. "Are-- are you a superhero?"

[presidentpawn]

Hey, it's Autumn! Mortimer's 20th is June 6th! I'm trying to coordinate a few of his friends. Let me know any date around then you'd be able to hang out for a bit. (preferably a few but ik you're busy so I'll settle for what you've got)

Also if you've got any questions, feel free to ask me about any details you need. Hope you're doing well!

Unfortunately, I have quite a bit to be doing at this current moment in time. I am afraid for the time being, I would be unable to attend or find a date that works for me. I have quite a few projects that need attending to, and that takes up my time quite more than silly gatherings. The sentiment is appreciated, but unnecessary.

[chrysanthemumcanary]

Oh yeah, I totally get that loud parties aren't really your thing. Since they aren't Mortimer's either, it would just be you, Dawn, and Mortimer making watches or something. (Killian, Bo, Chauncey and I would do a separate thing with Mortimer. I want him to have fun with making things, not worry about people who are going to end up hurting themselves lol).

You can bring part of one of your projects instead of making a watch, if that helps the time issue. I mean, if you're able to ask Dawn and Mortimer for input, it might even be beneficial!

How far out are you booked? We could probably push into July or August if you don't have three hours to spare in all of June.

[presidentpawn]

I don't need the help from lessers who don't fully grasp what exactly I'm doing and taking care of. Once more your sentiment is moving, but it isn't necessary or needed.

I'm booked for quite a while, there is a project that requires my constant attention, and I don't have the time nor the patience to put it on the back burner until I am sure it is finished. I must be very thorough with this.

If that was all, I'm sure Mortimer's birthday was enjoyable for him and you all.

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[embroiledmerc]

It had been a month or two since he's stayed in Gotham and seldom returned back to his old server. He knew where the portal was, but he refused to go back unless he absolutely needed to. Not that anyone really noticed him missing.

He had been adopted into the local hero "family" in the area. The Batfam they called themselves or something Bat related. Having been able to join them because he used his powers to gain information that no civilian should have. But he specifically got it to join The Bats to help them protect the citizens here from those he knew. After all he saw Dream roaming around the city once or twice... But tonight he was watching over the streets. Cloaked in his illusions and shadows.

Keeping a keen eye out for anything strange. So when he saw the green glowing portal opening up and a individual with a mop of brown hair, a bright yellow shirt with a black compression top underneath, and regular blue jeans hopping out of it.

Annoyance passed into his purple eyes as he saw it happen. Well looks like tonight will be interesting after all.

@presidentpawn

[presidentpawn]

For Pawn's current plan to break the curve, he needed supplies he couldn't gather in his home dimension. He left Rick to watch himself, after ensuring all of his security protocols were brainless Rick-proof. From what he could track down, there was no Rick on this Earth. Luckily, smartest man in the Universe didn't mean he had to live in one place.

He was quick to inspect the technology his scanners notified him of, eyebrows raising as he happily realized that the parts were far more advanced than he thought they would be. Meaning, he'd be able to take what he needed and extras, just in case of any hiccups.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Pawn focused on his hand, grimacing when his left pointer finger morphed into a cross-tip screwdriver. He let out a weary sigh, the simple action already tiring him out. He pushed past the fatigue, quickly getting to work on stealing the satellite and other equipment he could get his hands on.

Not too long after he started, he heard a rustle from somewhere behind him, quickly turning his head. He flipped his eyepatch up, inspecting the area even though using both eyes didn't help his vision much. When he couldn't spot anything, he returned back to his task, this time less sure of himself and more observant of his surroundings.

[presidentpawn]

Hey, it's Autumn! Mortimer's 20th is June 6th! I'm trying to coordinate a few of his friends. Let me know any date around then you'd be able to hang out for a bit. (preferably a few but ik you're busy so I'll settle for what you've got)

Also if you've got any questions, feel free to ask me about any details you need. Hope you're doing well!

Unfortunately, I have quite a bit to be doing at this current moment in time. I am afraid for the time being, I would be unable to attend or find a date that works for me. I have quite a few projects that need attending to, and that takes up my time quite more than silly gatherings. The sentiment is appreciated, but unnecessary.

[presidentpawn]

J{{ust asking before I follow, you ok with crossover or nah?}}

I LOVE CROSSOVERS!!!! I ALREADY HAVE A MOSTLY CANON CROSSOVER WITH CONNOREATSPANTS PLEASE ID LOVE TO INTERACT!!!!

[presidentpawn]

Current posts will be tagged as either "backed up communications" or "on-time departure" to seperate what posts are connected to the current story, and what posts are for my amusement.

[presidentpawn]

“Well, to begin with, she’s dead.” { From C-137 Morty ! }

Pawn lifted an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "And that has to do with me... how?" He asked, ignoring the taunting weight of the gun resting in his pocket.

[rpmemes-galore]

Forever — The Art of Murder  {Sentence Starters}

“May I stay?”

“Do not gloat.”

“I’m not here…”

“Was she pretty?”

“She wasn’t always…”

“Coffee. Lots of coffee.”

“Why weren’t you there?”

“He, um, couldn’t make it.”

“Lucky for him, he’s dead.”

“If only it was her funeral…”

“Morning. You look terrible.”

“I, of course, can never forget.”

“Well, to begin with, she’s dead.”

“Everything is forgotten in death.”

“I’ve only seen that in old movies.”

“I’ll do anything to fix this. Just tell me.”

“Wow, you are pretty when you’re mad!”

“Will anyone be spared your ire tonight?”

“Nothing in life is certain, especially this.”

“Some, we think of fondly. Others, less so.”

“Try not to make any more headlines today.”

“Wow, you really do have an issue with this.”

“I guess blue bloods bleed like the rest of us.”

“You know I figured it out. I know your secret.”

“You’ll find with me that’s not usually the case.”

“I’m afraid an apology must be made standing.”

“Someday, I’ll be gone… and you’ll still be here.”

“How can I tell you to stay? You’re not even here.”

“Okay, spill it. You’re acting stranger than normal.”

“One thing’s for certain, this wasn’t a natural death.”

“But, I apologized. I’ve extended my hand, surely — “

“There’s no way of knowing there was someone else…”

“Okay, before I tell you, I’d really prefer you don’t get mad.”

“The good memories, those are the ones that hurt the most.”

“We’re not afraid of dead bodies. We’ll step right over them.”

“You can’t plan for everything. Sometimes it’s good to be rash.”

“I don’t know what the future holds. But, as long as I’m alive, I will always love you. Forever… Will you marry me?”

[primestories]

Name your price. I want information, not a petty fight. @presidentpawn

20.309.489-HG5

[presidentpawn]

INCOMING TRANSMISSION FROM: GALACTIC FEDERATION EMPLOYEE 00999-A, OUTREACH DEPARTMENT

SUBJECT: Upcoming Events

- @galactic-federation-official

TRANSMISSION REQUEST ACCEPTED,

LOADING RECEIVER END . . .

MORTYCSMITH: You've reached Morty C Smith: Dimension 79⊢⊇V. I understand you employ a close associate of mine, what can I do for you?

[galactic-federation-official]

GF00999A: Hello there! Yes, we do. Infact, we are contacting you in connection to him! We are having a Federation Ball in a couple weeks, and Employee 50477 also known as 'CHANCE H HOLT' has requested that you, along with RIVER CENTAURI, both be invited! The event is a white tie event. Your entrance fees have already been covered! Feel free to ask any questions you have while we have this line open.

[presidentpawn]

MORTYCSMITH: I do plan on attending, thank you for informing me. For any details on event time and location please reach out either here or my offline contact. Other than white tie, is there anything else I'd need to expect?

MORTYCSMITH: I've been intending to ask, does your rehabilitation program deny gifts from friends and family members? There's a couple things I've wanted to give to Chance, but I'd need them cleared first.

MORTYCSMITH: Thank you for contacting, I look forward to your response.

[riintasticart]

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[presidentpawn]

im sorry i need to stop rebloging things that were meant for my main here