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@ricksmajicknstuff (to Ford) "...you're holding that wrong..."
Stanford paused when the other spoke up.
Cautiously, Ford drew the tool closer to himself, shifting his hold on it in the hopes of correcting it.
This tool was... relatively new to him. This dimension was in general. But, he's trying to adjust...
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@ricksmajicknstuff | CONTINUED.
Butch tenses up, feeling the ground shake beneath his boots at the heartiness of the terrifying roar.
"B-Blood Hawk?" The cowboy stammers out, readying his trusty pistols just in time for the other man to inform him that they would be practically useless.
"You fer fuckin' serious!?" He shouts incredulously as the obnoxious giant bird noises grow closer. Quickly, he tucks his pistols back in their holsters before beginning to book it in the opposite direction, wondering if the other was going to follow suit. In a hurry, he opts to unfurling his trusty rope instead, hoping his legs could carry him away from danger atleast long enough to buy him some time to think up a plan.
The Blood Hawk follows from above, not losing sight of it's prey for a second.
"Shucks, I ain't fought nothin' this big in a long time!" He comes to a stop and looks up at the sky, his wrist spinning the rope in hand steadily as the creature grows closer.
"I got an idea! You up to helpin' me out here, fella?"
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PLOTTED STARTER -- @ricksmajicknstuff
This never usually happened to Rick. Usually, he'd be inside a night club, one where someone hosted some wild party, knocking back shots and hopefully getting lucky with someone. Tonight, wasn't one of those nights. The bouncer held a scary mug and kept repeating the same words. "You need a plus one."
Which brought him out of luck since Summer was at a sleepover and he wasn't going to bring Morty to party. (Besides, he'd realize soon enough that bringing them would've been a mistake.)
Leaning on the side of the building, he drank down from his flask. In the midst of finally giving up, he locked eyes on someone. They looked like another Rick, but who cares? He wasn't above partying with another Rick. Especially if it got him into the party.
In the matter of seconds, he made a bee-line for the man, practically half-sprinting his way. "H-Hey, alright, this is going to be weird, but do you want to come with me to a party?"
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"Happy Hal-ween, Uncle Rick! Give us our candy, or we'll BOOP you!"
This was declared by two little girls, who couldn't be more than four years old. Moon hid under a ghost's sheet, while Mars had precariously wrapped herself up like a mummy. Behind them, their Mother, Adara stood close to them, dressed as a skeleton. "They mean it, Majick. You better make with the sweets."
"Oh No! Wouldn't want that!~"
He laughs, the alchemist having committed to the bit and dressed like the classic halloween wizard. Pointy hat and robe covered in stars and moons, and a long fake beard.
The fact that he knew actual sorcerers who dressed like this just made him laugh-
"I've got just the reward for such great costumes.~"
Majick chuckled. Dropping a healthy handful of candy into each girl's bag.
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âIâd like to pay for these please~â Sheâs got a few specific ingredients, a book of poisonous plants, and a bundle of what appears to be sage and lavender tied in a bundle she wishes to purchase. âI have cash~â
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@ask-167morty @ricksmajicknstuff @ohthememory @shapeshifter-rick @bamineko
a fun rick and morty tag for all you ricks, and mortys' out there! : the vortex tag
hi there! i notice there are A LOT of OC ricks, and mortys' here on tumblr so...this is a fun tag! in the GIF section type in "vortext", and post a gif that looks the most like your portal gun vortex! then reblog, and tag 5 other ricks, and mortys'! and let's see that trippy vortex of yours! to start i will tag: @drhotpenis, @scoliosisrick, @angelmorty0, @eiesopodmortey, and @rubberricky
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@ricksmajicknstuffâ continued from here
âItâs totally worth it!! And I mean like, a fist fight. Not like.. war or fights with guns.â Jessica looked up dramatically; her eyes practically shining like stars as she clasped her hands together.Â
âJust imagine it....some asshole says or does something shitty, then you just hit them with a right hook! ...Just like the real housewives...I mean those ladies are way too rich for their own good but man oh man do they know how to fight!â She balled her hands into fists and began to jab the air in front of her.
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C154 returns on business
It had been some time. Rick C154 had finally managed to figure out how to work her portal gun to go where she wanted when she wanted. She and her Morty had been On a few adventures since she was last here. On this particular day she was alone and found herself back on the street where Majick lived and had a shop. The first time I had been a happy accident; this time was business. After doing a bit of research on her own and in various other dimensions she'd concluded that Majick was about the only person who might be able to help her. Finding her way along the street, she sought out Majick's shop and went in the open front door.
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@ricksmajicknstuff from THIS Â ! !
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   Deflating at his reaction, she let her arms fall to her sides. Living in the center of SUPERNATURAL ENERGY and STRANGE OCCURRENCES hadnât taught her how to live with SKEPTICISM at all.Â
   âNot one bit. Aliens abducted my friend when I was 15, and I said if they gave him back, they could borrow my lava lamp over the weekend. Now its over five years later and I havenât heard from them. I keep looking them up in the phone book, but I never get anywhere.â
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@ricksmajicknstuff continued from here
âSecurity spells? Oh my, how intimidating.â Musing sarcastically, she made her way over to the counter, then leaned against it nonchalantly. âTruthfully what Iâm looking for isnât an item...but rather...information.âÂ
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((Starter for @ricksmajicknstuff ))
"Ow!"
... Okay... So. Good to note. Their spelunking strategy did. Nothing.
The frayed end of the rope tied around each of their waists flopped next to them as soon as the twins landed, their walkie talkies clattering out of their hands and onto the... grass?
"Mabel...!" Dipper groaned, "Couldja get off of me? You're crushing me...!"
"Sorry, Dip Dop!" Mabel responded hastily before sitting up and away from him.
She looked around as her brother sat up.
"... Dipper...? We were in a cave... right...?"
That prompted Dipper to look around as well, slowly standing.
The... hell is this place...?
#Closed Starter#ricksmajicknstuff#Verse: Future Falls#Pines#Have fun meeting Ford's great niece and nephew Maj-
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[@ricksmajicknstuff ] "Basically....run. Now."
DOCTOR WHO STARTERS. | @ricksmajicknstuff
âHold yer horsesâwhy exactlyâm I runnin?â The other sounded stern but the cowboy needed a reason before he would aimlessly scurry off. Besides, if it was danger, there was no way he couldnât handle it!
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@ricksmajicknstuff sent; [ricksmajicknstuff] âwhy did you draw a pentagram on the floor?â
Sat there on the ground, Morty looked up. The chalk he used to draw it with clutched tightly in his hand. "Uh, m-my Rick told me to," He shrugged, not really understanding why himself. "I-I don't know, I think it's for a bit or maybe for an adventure?"
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Majick just let his words sink in for her, stopping once he'd done one for full circuit around Adara's "camp". He was glad to hear that some common sense was sliding into place for the flame woman. Relieved, honestly. He'd been half worried that she'd insist that living in the woods alone was totally fine or something...
"Mmmmm, I think I can do one better than a tent...."
The alchemist plants his feet firmly and pauses, looking around at what he had to work with. Once he has an idea in mind, he begins to move his arms, hands waving about. Gesturing at various trees and rocks within the area, each one faintly highlighting in green in sequence.
Moving like a conductor, Majick starts motioning at a nice even spot in the clearing. A structure suddenly starts to form on the piece of land, assembling piece by piece. The various bits of landscape Maj had "picked out", dissembling at the same rate.
Soon enough a little wooden and stone structure was complete, small but cozy looking. Somewhere between a cabin and a shack. There was a door and one large window and even a chimney, from the look of it.
"Whew! There we go, that'll work for now. I think. A-at least until you find a proper home on this planet."
The alchemist lets out a tired breath, wiping the sweat that had collected on his brow. Usually, such an effort would have been near instant. Just a simple "reordering" of materials from one form to another. But even just the general air on this planet felt so full of magical potential that Maj had done things the "slow" way, to lessen the prospect of any quick magic going awry.
Thus the whole thing had actually taken more active effort on his part. He has to resist the urge to just plop his ass on the very dirt.
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Milk-fed and sleepy as she was, baby Mars roused a little from the rustling nearby. Her big, human eyes, always so observent, focused immediately on the moving, shifting objects. "Oooo!"
She padded her smaller sister, who made to cry at the jostle out of dreamland before quickly being mesmerized by what was going on around them.
As usual, Mars had to be caught before the curious half-Urru tumbled out of her makeshift cradle. She'd started crawling towards the newly forming, magic house. Adara would have to keep a sharp eye on that one.
"Look, babies, look at our new ho--stop that, Mars." The said baby was already trying to crawl her way free of her Mommy's hands. Four arms instead of two; twice the chances to stick her fingers into stuff.
Moon, for her part, huddled comfortably in the cup of her Mommy's other hand. Curious, but only willing to observe from the safety of her Mother's embrace.
"Wanna show us what all you did inside, Majick?"
"Alright....this definitely seems to be the place...."
The alchemist muttered as he concentrated on the little hand held device he held. It sounding almost like a Geiger counter as he watched the read out on the display.
"The energy read outs here are insane..."
He walks around, careful to not step on any of the tiny odd creatures he saw running around...
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#ricksmajicknstuff#Adara#Baby Moon#Baby Mars#Rick#Majick#An Alchemist on Thra#Early Motherhood on Thra#A New Home On Thra#Rick tries out the native magic on Thra
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           @ricksmajicknstuff (@jeff-the-gnome-king) from X
   âWhat do you mean, âan understandingâ? Is this supposed to be a deal ore something? Or is it that Iâm supposed to understand something? I know I should probably just walk away now and ask someone that isnât you later to explain it, stop fucking bothering you, but then I might screw it up, so please, explain it to me.â
#ricksmajicknstuff#do you ever have your muse reply to something and know that 1) it's going to be a short thread or 2) he's going to get rigity wrecked son#or I guess 3) both and he's going to die
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|| Jessica being an incorrigible teenager with a love for baby aliens. ||
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