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S.C || @countlessrealities

This wasn't exactly how Rick pictured his life being reunited with his Morty. He wanted something akin to what they once had. Yet, the teen changed so much since the last time they saw each other. Now, he was dealing with an all powerful presidential person. Someone who had the reigns to do as he pleased.

Which meant that he was a threat, untrustworthy. For that, he would have to spend the next week locked in this cage. His portal gun taken away. No ability to go anywhere. It was a Hell that he would have to endure if he wanted to play his part right.

Upon gnawing at the bars, his teeth clasped around the metal, pausing for a moment as he heard a shuffled noise. He froze. Slightly unsure of who he would be seeing coming down those stairs.

And when he finally saw who it was, his eyes widened a little.

"..... Y-You're either E-177 or my counterpart o-or my hallucination, wh-which is it?"

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That wasn't the case at all. Yet, Morty couldn't bring himself to say it. Not without making it harsh. He already hurt her. He didn't need to make it any worse than it already was. Especially since her cries seem to get harder, much more impactful.

It weighed on his chest.

"This isn't what I want, not you leaving, at least, it's what you're choosing to do," He wanted that much to be clear. "Don't assume how I'm feeling, it'll just make it worse for the both of us,"

Rounding the corner of the desk again, he opened up a drawer. Out came an eyepatch that he immediately put on. Her words got him thinking. Maybe it's best he used all of the protection that he could get.

The following words would mean nothing to him. He already knew what his priorities were. The same from the very start. He loved her, he did, but she wasn't a priority to him.

"It doesn't feel like it, but if that's what you think, then fine. Goodbye, Meg."

She laughed bitterly at the mere suggestion. "You really think I can stand being in the same room as that man? You're choosing him over me aren't you?" That just made her cry that much harder. Though instead of her loud dramatic sobs they were silents. Just gasps and tears continuing to roll past her cheeks at an alarming rate.

"Fine if that's how you want it morty. I've always done what was best for your comfort and stability. I always wanted the best for you. I just thought after everything we've been through together. After everything you've done for me that you would have a little more care for me then that."

After all what he was showing her right now. That breaking up. Not being together anymore wasn't a big deal. That she didn't matter to him anymore. Not like his rick did. She wasn't worth fighting for in his eyes. "It seems like this is just so easy for you when it's a worse case scenario for me." She took another breath.

Wiping at her eyes which at this point were red and puffy. Dusting off her skirt to compose herself. "I wish you the best morty. I just can't watch this unfold. I won't watch you destroy yourself at his hands. I hope you achieve whatever it is you're trying to achieve. I hope that during this time..." This break. "That you realize what your true priorities are. I love you. I want you to know that."

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@evilmcg sent; "I just wanted to see you. How have you been?" evilmcg for emorty (for their breakup verse)

Sat down at the desk, Morty eyed Meg. It'd been a while since he saw her last. Next to him, behind him, was the Rick that caused this all. Yet, he didn't see a point in sending him away. Meg made her choice, so did he, and he wouldn't shy away from it.

"Busy," Work had been piling up and scheming had begun to be the number one focus for him. "I hope you don't mind, my Rick stays by my side. I don't let him out of my sight."

Around Rick's neck was a glowing green collar. "H-Hi, we've met...." Unfortunately, that day was in grained into his brain. The day that he finally found his Morty.

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"Humans are fascinating things. So much drama and so very young, too."

"Quiet, demon."

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"Why don't you mind your own fucking business?"

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"..... No, I didn't. And that's my fault, alright. I hurt her, unintentionally. I know that I did. I just genuinely don't understand why she's upset about it."

“Did you even bother to ask?”

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@evilmcg sent; "I don't think you meant to hurt me cause I don't think it meant a thing at all!" evilmcg for emorty (meg performing a breakup song for their breakup verse)

On one of Morty's walks, he noticed a crowd start to form. He headed in that direction, pushing past people to get towards the front. Only to see Meg on the stage. Singing some song that he's never heard of before.

He squinted his eyes, brows furrowed. What were those words supposed to mean? That he didn't care. When she was clearly the one who walked out on him because she didn't want to see him get hurt -- because she had no faith in him.

"This is stupid," He mumbled under his breath.

Though, he had to admit, she was a really good singer.

Walking up onto stage, he glared at her for a bit. Before taking the chance to rip the microphone out of her hands. If she wanted to sing about her feelings, then he was going to sing about his own. Whether she liked it or not.

Snapping his fingers, the band in the background changed the tune. Something much more heavier, yet with a melodic, melancholy feel to it.

Raising the microphone up to his lips, he began to sing. "All the stupid lies and the stupid games -- left a vacancy in this picture frame -- a prisoner by my own hands, 'cause if I can't have me than no one can,"

He took a step forward. "I need to heal what I inflict -- but I'll burn that bridge when I get to it -- as I play roulette with a broken gun," He put another hand around the microphone. "I confess these sins with a sharp --- and spiteful tongue,"

The music grew more dramatic and he turned away from her. "So how do I apologize ---- and put the tears back in your eyes,"

This was starting to feel dumb, he began to slowly walk off stage, continuing to sing the last few lines. "When every canvas that I paint, is a masterpiece made of my mistakes?"

Dropping the microphone, it hit with a solid echo to the speakers. He began to run now. Shoving himself through the crowd. To think he would have bested her in this game. Only to expose himself a little too much. All eyes were on him. Showcasing his vulnerability.

Maybe he should disappear for a while.

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{ OOC } alright, so let me explain why it's called the bad ending verse. So this takes place during Evil Morty's presidency. His original plan was to drain the Citadel of it's power to send him off outside of the Curve. Creating a big enough explosion, creating a powerful enough portal to get him to where he wanted to go.

When Rick C-151 comes along, he's desperate to reunite with his Morty. So as a last chance suggestion, he says he can make that plan bigger, better. Why just stop at leaving the Finite Curve? Why not get your revenge by making sure every Rick and Morty can be killed in the vicinity.

Yes, that happens in the original plan regardless. But, why not make it purposeful? And why stop at the Citadel? Let's make sure every Rick and Morty is dead.

This plan entices Morty. It satisfies a spark of revenge. So he takes it. He allows his original Rick to be back on his side. If not, just as a helpful tool.

During this verse, Morty will make irrational decisions. Revenge has taken over. There's no need for anything else besides that. It leads to the destruction of his loyal second-in-command, E-Rick, allowing Rick C-151 to implant something into his brain to control his body. To make things easier and so E-Rick won't get in the way.

However, little does Morty know that Rick C-151's plan is to kill Morty, then E-Rick, then himself. If he can't have his Morty, no one can.

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@evilmcg sent; “I like going to other dimensions to kill and torture alternates of my parents. Helps me blow off steam. Would you like to join me?” Evilmcg for rick v-79 (bad ending verse)

There's a sharp, yet playful look in Rick's eye. Torture, murder, those were words that he liked to hear. Especially if it had something to do with revenge. It gave him a certain satisfaction, knowing he was putting an end to some waste of space's life. That was the good shit. A lot better than messing with an innocent victim.

He didn't realize the way his face contorted. A smirk so unnatural on his face, it almost looked a bit painful to wear. However, he didn't bat an eye to it.

"Meg," He started off, stepping a little closer, looming over her. "I-I'd love to join you. I-If anything is my specialty, i-it's murder and torture," His voice continued to be monotonous. No matter how giddy he felt.

With a quick swipe of a portal gun on the office desk, he tossed it over to her. She would lead the way. These days she was just as much his owner than his Morty was. And he wouldn't allow himself to be a rogue cat who pulled away from the leash.

"I-I'll show you a few tricks, if you'd like, I-I know plenty. And they'll scream for you, yes, yes. W-We'll make them scream so fucking loud."

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@evilmcg sent; "I killed a man and experimented with a barbeque recipe. Eat it." Just drops the meal in front of him (evilmcg for rick v-79 bad ending verse)

The smell of barbecued meat hit Rick's nostrils. It's scent so enticing, causing his stomach to grumble. He realized he hadn't eaten in days. Mostly due to his own refusal of the foods that Morty tried to give him. Salads weren't his thing, nor was eating any type of meat fully cooked. So it was his own fault, but he was a picky eater. He couldn't exactly help it.

So while kept in the subterranean lab, locked inside of the cage, the plate clinking against the floor. He wouldn't waste time. Only giving a curious look towards Meg's way.

Crawling over towards the plate, he picked it up with his bare hands. The sauce seemed to be glazed on and the meat was cooked to the way he liked. He should be grateful for Meg and for her finding out about his special diet. Something that he kept from Morty out of respect -- for now.

Biting into the meat, he ripped into it with his teeth. Chewing and swallowing it down hastily. A little impatient to get it down into his stomach. He didn't care if the sauce got all over his face. What mattered was the taste.

Such a smokey flavor, a bit of hickory in there too. He could taste the sweetness from the sauce, paired with something zesty. Perhaps from the spices she used. And there was an extra kick to it too.

Damn, she was talented.

After swallowing his fifth bite, he used his thumb to wipe at his face. "Th-Thank you, Meg, I-I'll remember this act of kindness in the future." He spoke in a husky whisper.

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@evilmcg sent; "Piss off old man. If I wanted a rick annoying the hell outta me I have my guard rick for that." evilmcg for v-79 rick (post getting back together with emorty)

Blinking a little, Rick didn't take that insult lightly. If it was any other situation, he would take her by the throat and gut her insides out, leaving her a hollowed out corpse. However, this was Morty's girlfriend. And he was trying to make things right between him and his grandson. So doing that would go against everything.

"Morty said I-I have to follow you because he has no use for me right now," He spoke matter-of-factly, standing tall and looking down at her. "H-He wants us to get friendly with each other,"

Platonic relationships were an unknown thing to him. Yet, he was still willing to try. He would be her friend if it meant that it could get him into Morty's good graces.

As he knelt down on one knee, seeing her eye to eye, he spoke. "I-I'm not thrilled about following you either, I-I don't know you and I-I don't know why Morty chose you as his one, but I-I'll do whatever he says. So let's be friends."

If it were up to him, he would've forbade Morty from dating anyone until the teen was an adult. And even then, he would want to choose the partner. Yet, for now, that would all be wistful thinking.

So he stuck his hand out, palm open to give a handshake. As if he were offering her a deal of sorts.

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Now that Rick has found himself alone in Morty's office, albeit chained to the desk by the ankle, he decided to do what's been bugging him for the past few weeks. He started to tug at the collar around his neck, ignoring the sparks of electricity that zapped his fingertips. Scratching at his own neck to free himself from it.

Yet, the metal was too clasped onto him, too tight to wiggle out of. Maybe he was just stuck like this. Though, being tortured by two teenagers certainly wasn't part of his plan, it looked like it would have to stay that way for now.

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FOR EVERY 🎤 SENT, I WILL LIST A SONG I ASSOCIATE WITH MY MUSE. || accepting

@countlessrealities sent; 🎤 🎤 🎤 [[ your E-Morty, E-Rick and Rick V-79 ]]

{ OOC / HC } Meltdown by Motionless In White

Since you mentioned the trio, all of these songs are going to be involved with the bad ending verse~ And this is the main song of that playlist. It's supposed to be a foil of another song by the same band. Which has similar themes ('cause they were on the same album so, duh) and I thought it was neat because both songs actually parallel to each other. Hence why I feel like this song to specifically fit the bad ending vibes~

'Spiral to extinction, and we know we're fucked,'' 'Cause you can't spell out "virus" without "us", ''The end of mankind will be televised,''On tonight's series finale, we're all gonna fucking die.'

It's a fun play on words, but it does describe the plan that they're doing. The three of them are going to be the cause of the so called "apocalypse" of the Citadel. Committing genocide and wiping out all existences of Ricks and Mortys. The last line has a double meaning. On the first level, it's the confirmation that everyone is going to die by Evil Morty's hand. On the second level, it's a nod to Rick V-79's plan of killing the trio at the very last minute, finally enacting his revenge plot.

'Side effects are not allowed,' 'But may include a meltdown,' 'Celebrate the fallout.'

The fact that Evil Morty won't take no for an answer. He's made up his mind on how he wants the end to look. How he wants to get out of the curve (so he thinks.) In his mind, this is the biggest win of them all. A twisted sort of gratification that has been bestowed onto him. And one that he's actually excited for. So he'll stand for nothing to get in his way.

This whole song has apocalyptic vibes and talks about the world ending. So it's perfect to fantasize about a whole mass plot to explode the Citadel and kill every single Rick and Morty in the multiverse.

{ OOC / HC } THE PURGE by In this Moment

For the bad ending verse, this song is basically Rick V-79's mindset during the entire thing. His role in this scenario isn't a second-in-command, it's the advisor. The right hand man. He's at Evil Morty's side, displayed as someone who's feeding the president the ideas. And he is. He's the true mastermind of this whole operation.

'You're pushing back and forth and forth and back again,' 'They said that you were free, now you're locked in a cage,' 'You're pushing lies like your life is on the line.'

Despite the control he has over the situation, he does allow Evil Morty to do what he needs in order to gain back his trust. A few of these things are actually locking him in a cage and also wearing a collar that sends electroshock waves whenever Rick V-79 is out of line. And these specific lines fit well to that.

{ OOC / HC } As Above, So Below by In This Moment

It's not any surprise that in the bad ending verse, E-Rick gets the bad end of the deal. And this song fits with that. Specifically the torturous relationship that he ends up forming with Rick V-79. Also this kind of goes for the original verse, because this part has been altered due to plotting~

'If you sell, they'll buy,' 'Don't feel, just sign,' 'If you sell, they'll buy,' 'Don't think, stay blind.'

One of the things about E-Rick is that he's loyal no matter what. He wouldn't listen to anyone other than the president. Which, in this case, ended up getting him into trouble. It was Evil Morty who heard about the idea and enticed E-Rick into agreeing.

'Just sign on the dotted line,' 'Give me the control, he whispered softly,' 'You're crawling inside my mind,' 'Don't you fight me.'

And what happened, well, Rick V-79 inserted a chip into E-Rick's mind. Allowing him to give up control, being puppeteered around in order for Rick V-79 and Evil Morty to have more control over the situation. Basically getting rid of any voice of reasoning.

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Sir how are you handling the breakup with meg? (For emorty)

@evilmcg --- mentioned

"It's none of your business,"

The truth of the fact was that Morty wasn't handling as well as he wanted. He was more closed off than ever before. Only dealing with work and what needed to be done. He couldn't afford to let his emotions get to him.

Not now.

"I'm very busy, if you have anything else you'd like to ask regarding my work, than feel free to. Otherwise, I'm going to ignore this whole ordeal with Meg."

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@evilmcg sent; "You can't be serious. You honestly expected me to accept this? I have my limits morty." evilmcg for emorty (the au verse)

The anger didn't go unnoticed. Morty was well aware that she didn't like Rick C-151. However, he didn't take her feelings into consideration. What he did for his job had nothing to do with her. And this was one those things he didn't need her approval for.

"I'm very serious, Meg," He brought his attention onto her. Setting down his pencil. Both hands clasped together on the desk. "I don't expect you to accept anything. This has nothing to do with you,"

He rose from his chair. Standing over by the large windows of his office. His back turned towards her. As he placed his hands behind his back, he began to talk.

"I have my plans and my Rick has convinced me that he could help me with them," He could see it now. Destruction, chaos. Everything he wanted to exact his revenge. "If you don't want any part of it,"

He looked over his shoulder at her. "Then I'll give you an out, but you will not criticize me for my decisions."

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The blunt answer was enough to get Rick's attention. He knew now that this had to be his counterpart. The timeline split wasn't something he was familiar with, only having been briefed vaguely about it, but he could understand that he was looking at a direct image of himself. Just slightly different in some ways.

Their voices were the same, so there was that. Even the same monotonous speak. E-177 didn't speak like them.

He released the cage's bar from his teeth to talk properly. Standing up straighter, both of his hands clasped tightly around the bars. It was bad enough that he felt like an animal who was trapped, he didn't need to act like one around someone who he considered already respectable.

"Y-Yes, my Morty put me in this cage," He glanced around the area, outlining the shape with the movement of his eyes. "I-I'm not trustworthy, i-in fact, I'm a feral beast who needs to be tamed -- Morty's words, not mine,"

He tapped against the hidden metal collar around his neck. "I-It's why I have this, too," He settled his gaze onto his counterpart, staring intensely for a moment too long. "Y-You're free, that means your Morty isn't like mine, o-or perhaps y-you aren't like me.... though, i-if you are like me a-and somehow fixed yourself, I-I would like to know some advice on how to do the same."

If asked, Rick would have claimed that he wasn't someone who liked to snoop around. He was curious and, especially, he liked knowing every inch and corner of his surroundings. Call it paranoia, call it need for control, call it strategy. It didn't really matter to him. It was how he had learned to operate and it had always worked out for him.

Besides, he currently wasn't needed, since his Morty was busy with his counterpart. He had been left to his own devices, free to roam as far as he wished. After all, he was always nothing more than a thought away, had his Master needed him back.

Thus, how he had ended up wandering deeper and deeper in the underground lab. He wasn't looking for something in particular. They had an identical one back on their Citadel, but of course there were many, little details that made it clear how this wasn't his timeline. It was like a puzzle in his eyes, a game of "spot the differences".

What he hadn't expected was to find much more than idle entertainment.

The odd wet noises were what led him to that particular room, but it was the side of the cage and, even more, of its content to cause his steps to sped up until he was standing right in front of it.

A mirror image, his real mirror image. He couldn't have said where that certainty came from, but he knew it to be the truth.

"I'm not E-177," he claimed in his usual monotone voice. What a ludicrous idea. He was nothing like his colleague. "Why are you in a cage? Was this your Morty doing?"

The second question was mostly rhetorical, even if he wished for a confirmation. The first inquiry was the one of most import.