#evilrickofficial

[steelgrey-angel]

Black shirt

Evil Rick

Makes DD go

SHOW ME YOUR ROBOT DICK

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ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲ  ＦＯＲ ᴇᴠɪʟʀɪᴄᴋᴏғғɪᴄɪᴀʟ

               ☼ ⇎ ❝Aʟʟ seems quiet, unusually tranquil, in fact. Of course, such stillness and calm will have to be interrupted by something. That’s the inevitability of chaos. However, seconds tick by and they drag into minutes and nothing happens. Absolutely. Jack. Shit. To put it simply, it’s very... boring. The lights flicker mysteriously, the wind whistles in a very horror movie-esque way yet the serenity of the moment is maintained! How incredibly odd.

“Fᴜᴄᴋ me!” Oh, no, wait, there it is. A glowing green portal is torn into a metallic wall, its luminescence casting strange stretching shadows across the corridor as two figures leap from its depths. One of them just so happens to be Morty, scraped up and wild-eyed as his pursuer lunges out and grabs his legs mid-run. He hits the ground with a heavy thunk and can only watch helplessly with mild distress evident on his features as his portal gun skitters across the floor and away from him. In a last-ditch attempt to regain the gun, he stretches out his arm towards it, fingers just barely brushing against the large green bulb located at the top of the gun. “Come on!” He groans, letting out a high-pitched yelp when the nondescript alien attached to his legs suddenly yanks him backwards towards the previously made rift in between dimensions.

Gʀɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ his teeth in frustration at the predicament he’s found himself in, he pulls his foot back and kicks out at the creature who just refuses to let go, opening its maw and letting out a loud screech. “Fuck you, fuck- fuck you! I j-just wanted to get- get some- pick some damn fruit, you ugly son of a bitch,” with the last word, he produces one more powerful punt to the face and watches with relief as it goes flying back from whence it came. Scrambling for his portal gun, he prompts the previously open rift to disappear, sealing away the monstrosity along with it.

Fᴏʀ several moments, he can do nothing but stare with wide eyes at the now-empty wall, eventually giving a bark of laughter and hitting his head back against the wall behind him. After several moments of trying to regain his senses as well as his bearings, Morty begins to take note of the fact that this place seems... vaguely familiar and a bit haunting at that. It almost seemed like... a lair? That would be stupid, of course, nobody actually has a lair. Those are for cartoon villains and large carnivorous animals. Plus, if anyone actually did live here, there was no way in hell that they missed the racket he’d made upon his entrance.❞ ⇎ ☽

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[steelgrey-angel]

Good vs Evil

Order: me then @alcoholicscientist then @evilrickofficial

 Dipper sighed as he tapped his knee. He hated waiting around like this for the invertible. If Rick was right they were in trouble. Not only was his evil self after them but now the possibility of an evil Rik too. This was insane. “I really feel like I should get some sort of weapon man.” The boy mumbled Rick’s way. “If you think we’re in trouble why should we stick around your place? We should go hide or something.” The boy advised.

[wastedingenuity]

@EvilRickOfficial

         Rick Sanchez could run surprisingly fast for a man his age. Unfortunately, that didn’t mean much in a universe where drug dealers kept flying sharks as pets. His legs felt like jelly and his lungs were burning in his chest, but he couldn’t stop now; not with them right on his ass. 

         A more responsible man would’ve regretted stealing the drugs in the first place. Not Rick, though. His only regret was getting caught.

         He made a sharp turn into an alleyway. It wasn’t going to keep them from following, but it would buy him a few seconds. A few seconds was all he needed. He shot a portal at the end of the alleyway, paying no attention to the coordinates it led to, and slid through it just in time. 

         Now safe, his first action was to close the portal behind him. His second was to catch his breath. His third was to wonder what kind of sci fi hell he’d just landed himself in.