#camparri

Camparri: I’m totally useless. Rick: You’re not totally useless. Rick: You can be used as a bad example.

Camparri: We should be partners. Rick: You mean like, partners in crime? Camparri: Yeah... that’s precisely what I meant.

Camparri: If I die first, promise to wait up for me, okay, Rick? Rick: Oh, Camparri. When I die, I’m taking you with me. Camparri: I can’t tell if that’s a threat or a compliment. Rick: I’d think of it more as a grim inevitability.

Rick: Priest kink is definitely a thing and I am afflicted by it. Camparri: Go to church. Camparri: WAIT—

Rick: *looks over Camparri’s shoulder at their laptop* What the fuck? Camparri: *slams screen shut* It’s just research! For something I’m writing about! I swear that’s it! Rick: Why the hell would that involve the breeding habits of frogs? Camparri: It’s not just “frogs”, it’s the Surinam Toad. And it’s not “breeding habits”, it’s how they raise their young. This is important information my audience needs to know! Rick: That doesn’t change the fact this is for one line in a fanfiction. Camparri, offendedly: You don’t know that! Rick: I hear no denial.

Camparri: I haven’t lost my virginity. Rick: Because you have no friends? Camparri: No... because I never lose!

Rick: This bloodline ends with me. Camparri: That's the fanciest way I've ever heard someone say "I'm gay".

Camparri: Rick is playing hard to get. Camparri: Little do they know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

Camparri: There. How do I look? Rick: Like a cheap French harlot. Camparri, a masochist: French?!

Camparri: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Rick: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Camparri: ... Camparri: You mean ring bearER, right? Rick: ... Camparri: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Rick: Camparri, if you don't shut up I'm going to throw myself out of the car. *click* Rick: DID YOU JUST TURN THE FUCKING CHILDRENS' LOCK ON?!

Camparri: My goal is not to be the best, but to inspire someone enough to one day surpass me. Rick: YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT EVERY TIME YOU BEAT ME AT CONNECT FOUR!

Camparri: Life is like Rick. It's short.

Rick: ... you mother fuc-

Rick: Bonjour, Camparri. Voulez–vous coucher avec moi? Camparri: No, I don't want to sleep with you. Rick: Is that what that means? Oh, man, I had a really gross tennis instructor.

Rick: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration* Camparri: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Rick: I— Rick: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

Camparri, throwing their head into Rick's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Rick, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

Rick: Don’t preach to me about romance, Camparri. I had a three-way in a hot-air balloon.

Camparri: No you didn't-

Rick: tell that to the STD I got later!

*Camparri comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in Rick’s bedroom.* Rick: Babe, are you.. coming to bed? Camparri: No thank you, I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a boyfriend. Camparri: *Lies on the ground and falls asleep* Rick: ...

Rick: Camparri, what do you call people you go out with but don’t try to sleep with? Camparri: ...People?

Rick: Fight me! Camparri: *gets on one knee and pulls out a ring* Camparri: Fight me for the rest of our lives

Rick: I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight. Camparri: What kind of animal is the Pink Panther? Rick, already taking off their clothes: God, Camparri, you’re so fucking stupid.

Rick, with a headache: Advil me up, daddy. Camparri: I will short out the language centre of your brain if you say anything like that ever again.

Rick: Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot Camparri is? Because Camparri is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

Camparri, literally miles away: RICK, WE TALKED ABOUT THIS!

Camparri: How does that even work? Rick, mocking them: hOw dO yOu UsE a cOmPUteR aNd KnOw wHaTS GoiNg oN iT DoEsNt mAke SeNSe?! Camparri: Your face doesnt make sense.

Rick: You got a date yet Camparri? Camparri: No... Rick: Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

since im online today

suppose ill post my designs for the angels ive been doing

6/12, just havent gotten to the latter half of the set yet lol

1. They have wing-like markings on their backs.

We've never seen one without a shirt (sadly) so this is just as plausible as not :p.

2. The "halo"/ring thing they have around their necks glows dimly.