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Indie rp for Stray Cat Morty from "Pocket Mortys"

[strayxcatxmorty]

(fuckboy-morty) w-woah man, how do you-you just carry around a pissy cat all day? he -- he looks like he's ready to kill someone..

“Well, I have to. This cat is my Rick.”

[fuckboy-morty]

the boy snorted before quickly covering his mouth, playing it cool his eyebrows relaxed and her narrowed his eyes, leaning on his hip he booped the cat on the head.

“are you– are you for real??”

[strayxcatxmorty]

“Y-yes, I am..” Morty stuttered out defensively. “Why? Do you-Do you now believe me or something?” 

[fuckboy-morty]

“w-well.. i mean..it’s a cat.not a rick,,” he shrugged before booping the cat’s nose again. 

[strayxcatxmorty]

The cat hissed at the other Morty, swatting her claws at him. “Bad kitty.” Morty scolded, pulling her back. “L-look, his mind is… Is trapped in the cat’s body that’s all I know…” He explained.

[fuckboy-morty]

he pulled his arm back quickly, “t-thats unfortunate. h-how did you find out?” he asked, believing him a little.

[strayxcatxmorty]

“Umm, well I uhhh…” Morty didn;t really have an answer for that. “I just knew, I guess...”

[strayxcatxmorty]

(fuckboy-morty) w-woah man, how do you-you just carry around a pissy cat all day? he -- he looks like he's ready to kill someone..

“Well, I have to. This cat is my Rick.”

[fuckboy-morty]

the boy snorted before quickly covering his mouth, playing it cool his eyebrows relaxed and her narrowed his eyes, leaning on his hip he booped the cat on the head.

“are you– are you for real??”

[strayxcatxmorty]

“Y-yes, I am..” Morty stuttered out defensively. “Why? Do you-Do you now believe me or something?” 

[fuckboy-morty]

“w-well.. i mean..it’s a cat.not a rick,,” he shrugged before booping the cat’s nose again. 

[strayxcatxmorty]

The cat hissed at the other Morty, swatting her claws at him. “Bad kitty.” Morty scolded, pulling her back. “L-look, his mind is… Is trapped in the cat’s body that’s all I know…” He explained.

[strayxcatxmorty]

(fuckboy-morty) w-woah man, how do you-you just carry around a pissy cat all day? he -- he looks like he's ready to kill someone..

“Well, I have to. This cat is my Rick.”

[fuckboy-morty]

the boy snorted before quickly covering his mouth, playing it cool his eyebrows relaxed and her narrowed his eyes, leaning on his hip he booped the cat on the head.

“are you– are you for real??”

[strayxcatxmorty]

“Y-yes, I am..” Morty stuttered out defensively. “Why? Do you-Do you now believe me or something?” 

[strayxcatxmorty]

(fuckboy-morty) w-woah man, how do you-you just carry around a pissy cat all day? he -- he looks like he's ready to kill someone..

“Well, I have to. This cat is my Rick.”

[strayxcatxmorty]

"...Your cat doesn't look friendly." (gem-rick)

“Well, she is… To me anyways...”

[valleyboymorty]

🐬semi-selective 🐬sideblog 🐬4+years experience 

[art by ghostlykick]

[strayxcatxmorty]

how does this blog keep getting followers? I haven’t posted here in forever. I mean, I do feel kind of bad about that but I just have no muse for this little guy at the moment

[sinful-pleasures]

I managed to get something out before work~

(also, Rick is so hard to draw kneeling down cus damn he’s so tall)

[valleyboymorty]

Yo, do u have any other muses / rp blogs? Just curious

Too many, tbh. Alright, I guess I might as well make a masterpost since I am multi-blog trash

(now tell me if you sense a pattern here…)

Stray Cat Morty (active)

Miami Morty (active)

Charles and Mambo Duckman (active)

Darcey Henderson/Duckman (fairly active)

Lil’ Rummy (totally inactive. my first ever rp blog)

Dabney Hooper and Lloyd Jenson (totally inactive)

Gene Belcher (inactive)

And my personal if awesomegirlystuff if anyone cares

[strayxcatxmorty]

“Yes it does, i-it looks just like him. L-look at the eyes.” Morty insisted. Hearing his next words sent a sharp pain to his stomach. “W-w-what are you saying..? Y-y-you’re saying my own grandpa just… Just left me…? He… He wouldn’t abandon me… He…He…. He’d at least t-tell me.”

[wastedingenuity]

          Shit. Okay, this had definitely gone too far. He wasn’t expecting the kid to get all emotional about it. “F-Fuck, l-l-let’s- let’s not do this. Your mangy cat i-is totally a Rick.”

[strayxcatxmorty]

“Th-then why did you say he wasn’t?” Morty sniffed. “Y-you’re a liar. Y-you’re lying now or you w-were lying before...”

[pintsizedmorty]

[valleyboymorty]

🌸semi-selective 🌸sideblog 🌸4+ years experience

“It’s like tubular, y’know?”

[sassysquancher-deactivated20210]

Rickette had not seen or spoke to him in weeks, she was particularly busy bogged down with writing up new meal plans and classroom plans for the kids.

“It’s time for you to leave, you won’t be needing your dufflebag, it’s just time for you to get out of here!” Without so much as another word A few human sized Fairies and Morty’s dressed as fairies came to pick up him and take him to his spacious cosy new apartment. 

Rickette had spared no expense when it came to each individual Morty’s comfort. She had tailored his room to be cat friendly in the sense it had those custom made cat walk wall mounts and little areas for cats to snuggle down in. 

She had eventually been won over by the idea of the Morphanage having a mascot even if it was feral with claws and had a disposition of being fixated over. 

On the bed was a new dufflebag it was covered in paw prints with the words StrayCat Morty on the side. Within would be items the kid found most enjoyable and useful as well as some nice clothes of his favourite colour and some cat knick-knacks. 

Rickette sat by the fire sipping a glass of Romani Conti Grand Crue not bothering to look at him when he entered. She had spared time to see him and welcome him, that was more than enough communication in her books. 

“There is no weapon yet, because I am not sure what you want to use or are proficient in. If you do not know I will have one of the other Morty’s fight you tomorrow and we can figure out what your speciality is. I trust you find things to your liking? The apartment I had built and made the specifications myself, you are allowed one more Kitten, but it is to be clean, taken care of and vaccinated. 

In truth she had planned this to try and ease his dependence off of the “Rick” cat. 

[strayxcatxmorty]

Morty looked around wide eyed as he was brought into the spacious room. His cat, now renamed Puffy (though he still sometimes called him Rick in private) was in his arms. “Jeez…” He muttered to himself, cautiously stepping more into the centre. “This is like how rich people live…” He ran his hand over the back of a chair, almost as if he were checking to see if everything here was real or if it would melt away the second he touched it. 

Noticing the duffle bag on the bed he placed Puffy down gently before rushing over to it. “Stray Cat Morty.” He read. “Guess that’s me.” It was kind of a mouthful. He hoped people wouldn’t call him that all the time. He unzipped the bag and began going through some of the items. When Rickette spoke it made him jump a little. He was so overwhelmed he hadn’t even noticed she was in here. Not wanting her to know how in his head he had been, he pretended he wasn’t surprised at all. “I’m not very good at fighting you know…” Morty said, turning to face her. “Oh, it’s really nice. I-I-I don’t know what to say. Y-y-you didn’t have to give me such a big place…” He would have been happy in just a small bedroom. In fact, it’s what he was expecting. “Really? A kitten? B-but I thought you didn’t l-like cats. Jeez Puffy, y-you’re gonna have a little adopted… adopted son or daughter.”

[strayxcatxmorty]

“Th-that’s nice of you to say…” He replied, Even though his words were kind, they didn’t offer the other Morty much. Though, it was nice to know someone believed he could do it. He certainly didn’t believe it himself. “It’s hard, you know? I don’t even have Rick’s stuff to use, you know, to try and m-mess around with? The whole… Whole place went up in smoke. House, garage, all of it.”

[mortiiest]

Morty bit at the bottom of his lip, not quite meeting the other’s gaze for a while.    He… Didn’t know what to say. Well, maybe that wasn’t entirely true. He had    an idea; a little spark among all of his other, useless thoughts that just might    help the other out, but… But Rick would be furious with him. He was silent for    a few moments before his eyes darted back to meet the other’s, glimmering    with determination.

“Y-You could come use our garage, if you think it’d help. I-I mean I know    we’re not geniuses or nothing, b-but maybe if we work together we can    figure something out.”

[strayxcatxmorty]

“R-really? You’d really wanna… Wanna help me like that?” Morty asked. “Jeez, that’d be great!” He smiled, excitement in his eyes at the idea of getting his Rick back to normal. He was sure in for a disappointment. “Jeez, you think you have some kind of device that could help?”

[ask-scarlettrails-deactivated20]

send a ◎ and a question and my muse must answer, even if it's a secret.

[rich-hobo-m3]

My favorite Pocket Mortys ;-3

[kuboe-deactivated20231023-deact]

Stray cat Morty is precious