I'm Rick C-043. Trying to replicate the Cafe Sanchez recipe after the Citadel went under. My *burp* Morty won't go on adventures with me because Jerry says he's being "overwhelmed" and "needs his sleep". Fucking asshole...
Tumblr is the last place I wanna be but I know a bunch of you are coffee fans. Send me your questions *burp* I guess...
About this Rick...
Has a coffee addiction instead of alcohol. He claims it's to help him be more "efficient", but he's just OBSESSED with coffee.
Getting by with Shoney's coffee while he attempts to replicate the Cafe Sanchez recipe.
Hates the Citadel but visited for the coffee. When the Citadel rebuilt, he stopped going to Cafe Sanchez because it doesn't taste like the original recipe that he loves.
Has a short attention span and passes out often. Refuses to go to bed.
His Morty is a Sleepy Morty due to his adventures. Beth and Jerry intervened so Rick goes on adventures alone now.
Learn more about him here! Pester him with asks! He doesn't have anything better to do!
Rules!
Due to the subject of this blog, minors DNI!!! I won't be interacting to posts made explicitly by minors. You can come back once you turn 18.
With that being said, although mun is 23, please ask about NSFT. I'm usually not comfortable with smut and even when I do entertain it, I'm not very good at it and will most likely end the thread with a fade to black.
I am multi-fandom! With that being the case, please DM me before interacting if you're RPing from another fandom as there may be the chance that I'm not too familiar with it. To cover just a few fandoms, I've been a fan of JJBA, TADC, Sonic, Hellaverse, Gravity Falls, Undertale/Deltarune, and Dispatch. I may add more to this list as I see more active RP communities.
Please ask about long-term or restricted scenarios such as ships, forced living arrangements, extreme/disastrous events, etc. I am not comfortable with godmodding. My DMs are open for discussion if you wanna work something out!
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I feel like I need to make this clear: I do not make friends with people I only know through roleplay. We need to have interacted sufficiently outside of roleplay for me to even consider calling you a friend. Please understand this, as I've had several people misinterpret my IC interactions as IRL friendship.
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Coffee Rick sighed as he pressed his head against the glass of the cell, not daring to look behind him as he found himself stuck with the one person he hated being around.
Y-Y-You didn't HAVE to get arrested with me, you know?!
He had gotten into a fight at Blips and Chitz and as luck would have it, Fujo also happened to be there.
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Coffee Rick sighed as he pressed his head against the glass of the cell, not daring to look behind him as he found himself stuck with the one person he hated being around.
Y-Y-You didn't HAVE to get arrested with me, you know?!
He had gotten into a fight at Blips and Chitz and as luck would have it, Fujo also happened to be there.
He didn't bother to clarify more as he adjusted the grip of the gun. He reached for a coffee cup that sat on the workbench without looking but accidentally tipped it over, spilling it on the counter.
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HR lie there on his back, head lolled to the side, drool dripping all over him and the soggy makeshift bed. There's a certain peace to it, no dirty jokes, no leering stares, just even breaths and the occasional quiet snore. He's got grease and dirt stains littering his clothes, and he smells like he just jumped in a vat of vodka, but Interesting enough, his pheromones seem to calm down while he's unconscious.
Coffee Rick stared at the Rick as he lied on the pile of cardboard. Usually Coffee Rick wouldn't care about someone else's sleeping conditions, but he knew Blips and Chitz like the back of his hand. No Ricks in particular slept around here, it almost felt like this one was intruding on his turf even if he was just sleeping. He begrudgingly nudged the Rick with his foot in an attempt to wake him.
HR blinked away the fog in his eyes as he stirred awake, immediately smelling a strong scent of coffee. He took a deep breath of it, the smell pairing well with his drunken headache.
He mumbled a delirious sentence at the Rick, none of it comprehensible, HR lazily blinking up at the guy as if he was expecting him to understand his words.
HR's appearance really set Coffee Rick off. Although he was certainly annoying him, his disgust was an even bigger motivator for him. Coffee Rick gave HR a more aggressive push with his foot, refusing to touch him.
Hey, dumbass! Snap out of it and wake up! I can barely hear you!
"Hehahh th- tha's why they cal me g- garbage sleepin Rick! Heh jus kiddin... *Hic*"
He really didn't care what he smelled like, he's smelled like LITERAL shit before and that was the least of his concerns. He swayed where he stood, his eyes still struggling to focus on the coffee stained Rick in front of him.
He mumbles to himself, noting that he definitely would have made an impression on him if they'd met before.
"Grgh.. sumthing like that..."
As if he couldn't get any more pathetic, he reached in his lab coat and pulled out his flask, taking a few big gulps of the liquor, nearly falling over when he tipped his head back before catching himself on the dumpster.
"*hhhrrp-* any- any good party spots aroun' here?"