Chronicle of a Reality Jumper

No cats in the house!!!

Rick usually loves cats! Maybe talking cats that are also technically his grandson are a little…overwhelming.

Rick BA-4 then shoots his portal gun on the ground. 

@col-fuck-you-sanchez

Watching over the younger versions of Ricks in the multiverse was one of the many duties of Young Designation Bureau of the Council of Ricks. Rick Sanders and Rita Sanders are the co-heads of the Bureau which is tasked keeping tabs on such Ricks, even ones who are not members of the Council. One of those Ricks was D-304, full government name:

[[Rick Fuck You Sanchez]], ADA said

“That’s his real name? Rick Fuck You Sanchez? Already having a traits of a Rick showing.”, Rick BA-4 said.

[[Based on records registered in the Council, D-304 is age 20. He was adopted by B-Alpha-29 and C-449. Currently majors in…Creative Writing? It does not make any sense, normally most Ricks who attend college usually major in a science discipline. D-304 does not.]], ADA confirmed.

“I attended NYU, and even though most people didn’t cared about computer science it didn’t stop me. I just skipped lectures and just viewing the lectures remotely from my apartment.”, Rick replied.

Rick BA-4 soon after talking to ADA, portaled from his Young Designation Bureau office room to the university of where D-304 attends.

But this year was also the year he stopped being negligent in security. He was tired of Ricks showing up unnaounced because they usually didn’t have any good intentions. With a bit of help he was able to set up a security alarm that would notify him of any portals opening into D-304 that were not from his portal gun, and thanks to a little bit of looping through a time lagged dimension as proxy, he was actually able to ge tthe notification about 45 seconds before the portal opened.

This was the first time he had the alarm go off for a portal not registered to the portal gun of his father or his friends, the first interloper it recorded. col immediatly portaled to the location of the opening, and watched the other make their enterance.

“Right here….”

“Oh boy, he’s not in a good mood. He’s not feeling good at all.”, Rick BA-4 said to ADA

[[He’s either sick, or he’s just woke up this morning, can’t really determine his actual state]], ADA replied.

BA-4 then pulled out a chocolate bar, took a bite out of it and chews it for a bit.

“But since you answered some of my questions I’ll tell you my backstory. Ghosted out from home 16 via portal gun, traveled around the world for two years until I settled in NYC and attended New York University which I stayed in my apartment unless it’s for class, reality jumping, or anime cons or whatever mandatory human crap I have to do. Created a software empire that included a Sentient A.I. in a “blue box” doing most of the college work for me. I got famous and got funding to have AI research facilities across various US colleges. Eventually made a presentation, almost got shot and killed by a luddite hipster terrorist.”

BA-4 took another bite out of the bar.

“Eventually I felt ill by radioactive in the bullet. I was going to give up on my projects and have them transferred to my professor helping me with the project, until Rita Sanders of dimension BA-8 came along. She cured my poisoning and we both stayed to help each other out and exposed their organisation. That got the attention of the Council and their welcoming committee came to my apartment the next day with a surprise party. So many old misanthropic drunken bastards wanted to meet me and for some bloody reason I felt directly connected to their mindsets.”

BA-4 took yet another bite out of the bar.

“A few days later after the Council introduced themselves, I went to the Citadel and was inducted to the Council of Ricks, and it involved drinking alcoholic ginger ale. That was the first time I was drunk and I was able to hold it in for 25 minutes.”

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@col-fuck-you-sanchez

Watching over the younger versions of Ricks in the multiverse was one of the many duties of Young Designation Bureau of the Council of Ricks. Rick Sanders and Rita Sanders are the co-heads of the Bureau which is tasked keeping tabs on such Ricks, even ones who are not members of the Council. One of those Ricks was D-304, full government name:

[[Rick Fuck You Sanchez]], ADA said

“That’s his real name? Rick Fuck You Sanchez? Already having a traits of a Rick showing.”, Rick BA-4 said.

[[Based on records registered in the Council, D-304 is age 20. He was adopted by B-Alpha-29 and C-449. Currently majors in…Creative Writing? It does not make any sense, normally most Ricks who attend college usually major in a science discipline. D-304 does not.]], ADA confirmed.

“I attended NYU, and even though most people didn’t cared about computer science it didn’t stop me. I just skipped lectures and just viewing the lectures remotely from my apartment.”, Rick replied.

Rick BA-4 soon after talking to ADA, portaled from his Young Designation Bureau office room to the university of where D-304 attends.

But this year was also the year he stopped being negligent in security. He was tired of Ricks showing up unnaounced because they usually didn’t have any good intentions. With a bit of help he was able to set up a security alarm that would notify him of any portals opening into D-304 that were not from his portal gun, and thanks to a little bit of looping through a time lagged dimension as proxy, he was actually able to ge tthe notification about 45 seconds before the portal opened.

This was the first time he had the alarm go off for a portal not registered to the portal gun of his father or his friends, the first interloper it recorded. col immediatly portaled to the location of the opening, and watched the other make their enterance.

“Right here….”

“Oh boy, he’s not in a good mood. He’s not feeling good at all.”, Rick BA-4 said to ADA

[[He’s either sick, or he’s just woke up this morning, can’t really determine his actual state]], ADA replied.

BA-4 then pulled out a chocolate bar, took a bite out of it and chews it for a bit.

“But since you answered some of my questions I’ll tell you my backstory. Ghosted out from home 16 via portal gun, traveled around the world for two years until I settled in NYC and attended New York University which I stayed in my apartment unless it’s for class, reality jumping, or anime cons or whatever mandatory human crap I have to do. Created a software empire that included a Sentient A.I. in a “blue box” doing most of the college work for me. I got famous and got funding to have AI research facilities across various US colleges. Eventually made a presentation, almost got shot and killed by a luddite hipster terrorist.”

BA-4 took another bite out of the bar.

“Eventually I felt ill by radioactive in the bullet. I was going to give up on my projects and have them transferred to my professor helping me with the project, until Rita Sanders of dimension BA-8 came along. She cured my poisoning and we both stayed to help each other out and exposed their organisation. That got the attention of the Council and their welcoming committee came to my apartment the next day with a surprise party. So many old misanthropic drunken bastards wanted to meet me and for some bloody reason I felt directly connected to their mindsets.”

BA-4 took yet another bite out of the bar.

“A few days later after the Council introduced themselves, I went to the Citadel and was inducted to the Council of Ricks, and it involved drinking alcoholic ginger ale. That was the first time I was drunk and I was able to hold it in for 25 minutes.”

@col-fuck-you-sanchez

Watching over the younger versions of Ricks in the multiverse was one of the many duties of Young Designation Bureau of the Council of Ricks. Rick Sanders and Rita Sanders are the co-heads of the Bureau which is tasked keeping tabs on such Ricks, even ones who are not members of the Council. One of those Ricks was D-304, full government name:

[[Rick Fuck You Sanchez]], ADA said

“That’s his real name? Rick Fuck You Sanchez? Already having a traits of a Rick showing.”, Rick BA-4 said.

[[Based on records registered in the Council, D-304 is age 20. He was adopted by B-Alpha-29 and C-449. Currently majors in…Creative Writing? It does not make any sense, normally most Ricks who attend college usually major in a science discipline. D-304 does not.]], ADA confirmed.

“I attended NYU, and even though most people didn’t cared about computer science it didn’t stop me. I just skipped lectures and just viewing the lectures remotely from my apartment.”, Rick replied.

Rick BA-4 soon after talking to ADA, portaled from his Young Designation Bureau office room to the university of where D-304 attends.

But this year was also the year he stopped being negligent in security. He was tired of Ricks showing up unnaounced because they usually didn’t have any good intentions. With a bit of help he was able to set up a security alarm that would notify him of any portals opening into D-304 that were not from his portal gun, and thanks to a little bit of looping through a time lagged dimension as proxy, he was actually able to ge tthe notification about 45 seconds before the portal opened.

This was the first time he had the alarm go off for a portal not registered to the portal gun of his father or his friends, the first interloper it recorded. col immediatly portaled to the location of the opening, and watched the other make their enterance.

“Right here….”

“Oh boy, he’s not in a good mood. He’s not feeling good at all.”, Rick BA-4 said to ADA

[[He’s either sick, or he’s just woke up this morning, can’t really determine his actual state]], ADA replied.

BA-4 then pulled out a chocolate bar, took a bite out of it and chews it for a bit.

“But since you answered some of my questions I’ll tell you my backstory. Ghosted out from home 16 via portal gun, traveled around the world for two years until I settled in NYC and attended New York University which I stayed in my apartment unless it’s for class, reality jumping, or anime cons or whatever mandatory human crap I have to do. Created a software empire that included a Sentient A.I. in a “blue box” doing most of the college work for me. I got famous and got funding to have AI research facilities across various US colleges. Eventually made a presentation, almost got shot and killed by a luddite hipster terrorist.”

BA-4 took another bite out of the bar.

“Eventually I felt ill by radioactive in the bullet. I was going to give up on my projects and have them transferred to my professor helping me with the project, until Rita Sanders of dimension BA-8 came along. She cured my poisoning and we both stayed to help each other out and exposed their organisation. That got the attention of the Council and their welcoming committee came to my apartment the next day with a surprise party. So many old misanthropic drunken bastards wanted to meet me and for some bloody reason I felt directly connected to their mindsets.”

BA-4 took yet another bite out of the bar.

“A few days later after the Council introduced themselves, I went to the Citadel and was inducted to the Council of Ricks, and it involved drinking alcoholic ginger ale. That was the first time I was drunk and I was able to hold it in for 25 minutes.”

@col-fuck-you-sanchez

Watching over the younger versions of Ricks in the multiverse was one of the many duties of Young Designation Bureau of the Council of Ricks. Rick Sanders and Rita Sanders are the co-heads of the Bureau which is tasked keeping tabs on such Ricks, even ones who are not members of the Council. One of those Ricks was D-304, full government name:

[[Rick Fuck You Sanchez]], ADA said

“That’s his real name? Rick Fuck You Sanchez? Already having a traits of a Rick showing.”, Rick BA-4 said.

[[Based on records registered in the Council, D-304 is age 20. He was adopted by B-Alpha-29 and C-449. Currently majors in…Creative Writing? It does not make any sense, normally most Ricks who attend college usually major in a science discipline. D-304 does not.]], ADA confirmed.

“I attended NYU, and even though most people didn’t cared about computer science it didn’t stop me. I just skipped lectures and just viewing the lectures remotely from my apartment.”, Rick replied.

Rick BA-4 soon after talking to ADA, portaled from his Young Designation Bureau office room to the university of where D-304 attends.

But this year was also the year he stopped being negligent in security. He was tired of Ricks showing up unnaounced because they usually didn’t have any good intentions. With a bit of help he was able to set up a security alarm that would notify him of any portals opening into D-304 that were not from his portal gun, and thanks to a little bit of looping through a time lagged dimension as proxy, he was actually able to ge tthe notification about 45 seconds before the portal opened.

This was the first time he had the alarm go off for a portal not registered to the portal gun of his father or his friends, the first interloper it recorded. col immediatly portaled to the location of the opening, and watched the other make their enterance.

“Right here….”

“Oh boy, he’s not in a good mood. He’s not feeling good at all.”, Rick BA-4 said to ADA

[[He’s either sick, or he’s just woke up this morning, can’t really determine his actual state]], ADA replied.

BA-4 then pulled out a chocolate bar, took a bite out of it and chews it for a bit.

“But since you answered some of my questions I’ll tell you my backstory. Ghosted out from home 16 via portal gun, traveled around the world for two years until I settled in NYC and attended New York University which I stayed in my apartment unless it’s for class, reality jumping, or anime cons or whatever mandatory human crap I have to do. Created a software empire that included a Sentient A.I. in a “blue box” doing most of the college work for me. I got famous and got funding to have AI research facilities across various US colleges. Eventually made a presentation, almost got shot and killed by a luddite hipster terrorist.”

BA-4 took another bite out of the bar.

“Eventually I felt ill by radioactive in the bullet. I was going to give up on my projects and have them transferred to my professor helping me with the project, until Rita Sanders of dimension BA-8 came along. She cured my poisoning and we both stayed to help each other out and exposed their organisation. That got the attention of the Council and their welcoming committee came to my apartment the next day with a surprise party. So many old misanthropic drunken bastards wanted to meet me and for some bloody reason I felt directly connected to their mindsets.”

BA-4 took yet another bite out of the bar.

“A few days later after the Council introduced themselves, I went to the Citadel and was inducted to the Council of Ricks, and it involved drinking alcoholic ginger ale. That was the first time I was drunk and I was able to hold it in for 25 minutes.”

@col-fuck-you-sanchez

Watching over the younger versions of Ricks in the multiverse was one of the many duties of Young Designation Bureau of the Council of Ricks. Rick Sanders and Rita Sanders are the co-heads of the Bureau which is tasked keeping tabs on such Ricks, even ones who are not members of the Council. One of those Ricks was D-304, full government name:

[[Rick Fuck You Sanchez]], ADA said

“That’s his real name? Rick Fuck You Sanchez? Already having a traits of a Rick showing.”, Rick BA-4 said.

[[Based on records registered in the Council, D-304 is age 20. He was adopted by B-Alpha-29 and C-449. Currently majors in…Creative Writing? It does not make any sense, normally most Ricks who attend college usually major in a science discipline. D-304 does not.]], ADA confirmed.

“I attended NYU, and even though most people didn’t cared about computer science it didn’t stop me. I just skipped lectures and just viewing the lectures remotely from my apartment.”, Rick replied.

Rick BA-4 soon after talking to ADA, portaled from his Young Designation Bureau office room to the university of where D-304 attends.

But this year was also the year he stopped being negligent in security. He was tired of Ricks showing up unnaounced because they usually didn’t have any good intentions. With a bit of help he was able to set up a security alarm that would notify him of any portals opening into D-304 that were not from his portal gun, and thanks to a little bit of looping through a time lagged dimension as proxy, he was actually able to ge tthe notification about 45 seconds before the portal opened.

This was the first time he had the alarm go off for a portal not registered to the portal gun of his father or his friends, the first interloper it recorded. col immediatly portaled to the location of the opening, and watched the other make their enterance.

“Right here….”

“Oh boy, he’s not in a good mood. He’s not feeling good at all.”, Rick BA-4 said to ADA

[[He’s either sick, or he’s just woke up this morning, can’t really determine his actual state]], ADA replied.