John Rick ; Citadel Assassin

John Rick | Assassin indie RP blog | mod is 25+ multiverse|multinteractive trigger warnings; murder, weapons, gore, sexual + violent content, disregard of basic human rights (by the character). all around suave-fuckery. John Rick © Pocket Mortys Based on John Wick info | rules

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PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE BACK????????

[ i.... don’t know??? i am kind of afraid tumblr will eff things up further even thought i do not post any female presenting nipples? i don’t even know who’s left.... WHO ARE YOU? DID WE WRITE TOGETHER?? ]

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[ crawls from under the cupboard in your grandmother’s childhood home, hissing like a grumpy goblin straight out of the lowest circle of hell ]

hey vsauce, john rick here.

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keep in touch?

[ my discord : leilavino#1747

my new deviantart : devianrart.com/leilavino ]

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“E-either kill m-me or shut the...” Clears his throat and whispers ‘Heck’ - “Up.”

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Are you okay?

‘No.’

“Yes.”

‘I miss my wife. She was the only person to truly love me, I killed a hundred men to leave my grousome past behind to be with her, but she was taken away from me.’

“Why do you ask?”

‘This is my punishment for all I’ve done. But why did she have to be the one to die?’

“I’m busy you know.’

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relocating into a country you know jack shit about and dont know the language of is hard and i want to die.

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[ petition to make john say a bad word. ]

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@wickrick​ <3′d ;;

          “ oh god, sorry – i’m just a little – “

               the blonde is frazzled to a t, a sheet pan of those                 idiot-proof ready to bake cookies burned and smoking                 there on the stovetop. at least beth TRIES to be a                 good hostess – 

          jesus fuck, where is that rosé ?

               “ yeah, baking is just – NOT a thing i do. i think jerry hides                  the oreos behind the wheat germ. “

          beth doesn’t usually get to meet OTHER ricks. that’s the sort of           fun seemingly reserved for rick and morty of their many adventures –           something she, admittedly, romanticizes BADLY.  i just want to spend           time with you !

                “ i just – i don’t get a lot of ricks here. besides, i mean, my DAD                   or, my rick, i guess. but you’re welcome to wait here for him                    until he gets back. “

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John Rick stares at the fussy blonde woman in disbelief.

There wasn't supposed to be anyone in the house other than the drunk, and now dead, Rick Sanchez of this dimension. He double checks his coordinates, everything is perfect.

And yet here they are. Her running around with a trey full of cookies, and him discreetly wiping the target's blood off of his gloves.

"I'm uh..."

Not a genius at small talk, and still rather dumbfounded, John sits by the table in the kitchen.

He should kill her to get rid of eye witnesses.

But he can't even imagine doing so, something in his cold and calculated heart stirs painfully, causing him to gulp, eyes still following her every move, dazed.

"A-are you... Elizabeth?"

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youre morty is hot

“Uh huh.”

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It’s very sudden, but at that moment John feels like time is dead, and meaning has no meaning.

He can’t shake off the idea of buying gold.