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@the-facility-6905
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If you follow me please go here, is my updated blog. for Mortimer and a few other Rick and Morty Ocs
This will put Mortimer from @the-facility-6905 as my main focus as i dont use @morty-c-6906
As much
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Anonymously tell my muse something you wish they would do.
◇Welcome to the Raine Facilities◇ Where your Morty needs are Met without the messy needs of Citadel...
If you follow me please go here, is my updated blog. for Mortimer and a few other Rick and Morty Ocs
This will put Mortimer from @the-facility-6905 as my main focus as i dont use @morty-c-6906
As much
◇Welcome to the Raine Facilities◇ Where your Morty needs are Met without the messy needs of Citadel...
If you follow me please go here, is my updated blog. for Mortimer and a few other Rick and Morty Ocs
This will put Mortimer from @the-facility-6905 as my main focus as i dont use @morty-c-6906
As much
Symbols for the mun
💝 I ship our muses, but we’ve never interacted
✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me
💍 I want to be exclusives with you
⭐️ We don’t rp, but I desperately wish we did
☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how
💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t
🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends
🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!
💡 I have a thread idea for us!
💌 I just think you’re amazing
💥 We’re not mutuals, but I wish you’d notice me
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@daddyissuesfor-ricksanchez
@the-facility-6905
Closed rp
After the fall of the Council and rise of a new president. Old past tradtions that brought an abundance of Mortys or variants of mortys to their equally abundant Ricks was now…sorta differently in the now rebulit Citadel.
Mortys held a equal stand with the ricks, and no new morties where getting paired with Ricks anymore. And regulators sought to keep the new Presidents law.
But every it was a unspoken truth that every rick needs a Morty…
A young rick was one of the few who tried …correct the chaos
Almost done with the report, he’s about to press send when the ominous sound of a portal rings in his ear. Ricco looks up and clenches his teeth, “For fucks sake!” Ricco flung the door open, and covered his head before jumping out and darting behind cover. “Fuck, shit, ass, tits. God damnit.” He mumbled under his breath, assembling a make shift flash gun. He grinds his teeth, all ready pissed of cause he knows he’s never gunna hear the end of this shit. Taking aim, Ricco pulls the trigger firing off the flash bang that blinds everyone in its vicinity. Carefully, he manages to run towards a larger area for cover, radioing back up to hurry the fuck up. He’d have to take care of these pricks before making the shipments. He slides down and changes weapons, charging his laser pistol.
the driver rick blinded by the flash stumbled and fell behind a box as he got his laser pistol ready he began shooting at the gaurd ricks that tried to advance to the truck.
"HOW THE HELL DID THEY FIND US" he glared as he yelled at Ricco.
A bleeep on riccos radio came through
"Sending back up" Mortimers voice chime on his end soon a portal opened behind the truck and Facility Gaurd ricks in black uniforma ran to cover as they began tonshoot out with the Citadels Gaurds.
"Can you move the truck?" Mortimer asked as he talked through the radio.
@the-facility-6905 ✂
Ricco pushed up his curly bangs trying to look at himself in the mirror. For the past couple of months he’d been clipping them back with a clippy, much to Em’s displeasure. Ricco and Riccardo had long been avoiding a haircut, and continued to…until now. As he set in the chair pouting, he rolled his eyes “It’s really not that bad as everyone says it is,” he says, curls bouncing at his shoulders. He didn’t want to admit that he was wrong, and just flat out too lazy and cheap to get his hair cut. The guy had gone as far as keeping him magnetized to the chair to prevent him from leaving. “Well for fucks sake hurry it up then.” He said, sinking into his chair.
@the-facility-6905
Ricco quirked a brow, “Have you checked citadel records for the status of your Rick? He could be dead, imprisoned. Or even being held captive, I’m sure theres files on him. Told so when I was a Rick-Gaurd.” He blinked a bit, trying to get the whisps of cut hair out of his eyes, “ You mean you just found the blueprints hanging around? That’s not exactly smart of your Rick.” He commented, sighing.
Mortimer sighed he had never thought about trying to get at the records. Though if he had been caught he would of been just as guilty. He helpped ri k make the original clones..
"They whernt just laying about...he had them hidden. Kept them in his old room under the floor boards." He said as he stood agian and brushed his hair. "Mm there we go" he smiled as he ran his hand through front of Riccos hair poofing it a bit.
"A quick shower should get any hair strains off ya" he said as he brushed his shoulders and neck off from the excess hair.
He's such a cutie too~ luv how grown this Morty is XD you don't see grown Mortys very often!
Oh thank you, I realized theres not alot of Aged Mortys, which i do belive because most Mortys with a "Normal" rick die very young or dont reach age over 20I cant remember my initial reasoning for Making such an older morty cause i drew him before making his story. I guess i wanted to make a reverse Rick and Morty where rick was Young while the Morty was older and treat Rick like a son more then a companion. Mostly in hopes to prove not all ricks are Assholes in the end.
Can you tell us a little bit about your muse? What are his hobbies? Ultimate goal? Evil or good?
Mortimer was a basic morty as a child, tho This rick was a Variant of a Doofus Rick. He was nurtured to use his smarts and wasnt pushed to remain a dummyAfter a bitter divorce from his parents jerry left to never bee seen agian…and so did beth so 6905 rick took summer and Morty to continue raising them
He used clone mortys to make money in the Citadel giving them to ricks whos mortys died suddenly or wouldnt get reasigned. (The pocketMorty events really helped here) but they where rushed mortys and alot of them died due to failures. The Council of Ricks Blacklisted the Dimension 6905 for Reckless endangerment and took the orgianl portal gun.
But around Mortimers 17th birthday his rick vanished and was remain gone presumed dead. Mortimer was forced to try and comtinued the work left behind. But also to find his rick but with no portal gun he had to make his own finding old blueprints it took him a couple years.
Mortimer has a few hobbies mostly tinkering with Experiments or inventions, he constantly improving on the cloneing possibilities. But still likes Video games, His goal well he belives is Ultimately good believing in the Fact “All ricks Need a Morty” and vise versaWith the president Morty now in Charge it seems alot of mortys and Ricks arnt getting paired up so this has been almost like illegal trade to get Ricks their morties. I would say his Good, he cares for ricks and Morties, he often tries to find the Morties made by his rick to Improve them so they wont fail. Sorry this was so long 030
The time will come when Morty doesn’t need his grampappy by his side anymore.
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This is from the forecast discussion of Major Hurricane Florence from this afternoon. As a meteorologist, when I saw this, my heart sank. They don’t use wording like this for every storm.
Florence is going to be a devastating. There will be huge amounts of flooding, both from inland rain and from costal storm surge. Winds are going to be some of the strongest you can get from a hurricane. People within the path of this storm could lose everything.
If you know anyone who lives on the North or South Carolina coast, tell them that if there’s an evacuation ordered, they need to get the hell out. Do not take chances with this one.
[[For Something silly that happen to @daddyissuesfor-ricksanchez ]]
Baby morty: *drools*
Ricco/Riccardo: "I hate you"
Fuck meme "Where the Fuck did that baby Come from?!" [Morty 50-A @the-facility-6905]
@the-facility-6905
“The fuck!? The fuck I look like I know?! I don’t know! I’m calling the Rick and Morty orphanage agency right the fuxk now! You take it, I hate kids.” He shoves it into his arms, “I do not want this.” He laughs, knitting his brow, “The fuck is going on here?”
“uh uh, no way. You take care of it, we all ready have a Morty–fuck this. Even if he isn’t registered we all ready deal with a fucking bratty drama king, fuck dealing with a shot ass baby!” They push the baby back in his arms.
Morty pushes it back
"you keep it hey maybe he can be what you need for your angry ass, he can be your little assistant maybe he will fix your bad attitude"
50-a crosses his arms "besides that thing is like 1 give it 2 years it will be able to walk he might wander into traffic"
Fuck meme "Where the Fuck did that baby Come from?!" [Morty 50-A @the-facility-6905]
@the-facility-6905
“The fuck!? The fuck I look like I know?! I don’t know! I’m calling the Rick and Morty orphanage agency right the fuxk now! You take it, I hate kids.” He shoves it into his arms, “I do not want this.” He laughs, knitting his brow, “The fuck is going on here?”
Morty 50-a shoved his hands back making Riccardo hold the baby still
"Ah ha no i deal with enough Morty babies and Rick childern. This is your now. I mean You ARE a Rick arnt you you two?" Morty pushed his har behind his ear.
"And whats it they say every Rick needs a Morty?"
@daddyissuesfor-ricksanchez
@the-facility-6905
Closed rp
After the fall of the Council and rise of a new president. Old past tradtions that brought an abundance of Mortys or variants of mortys to their equally abundant Ricks was now…sorta differently in the now rebulit Citadel.
Mortys held a equal stand with the ricks, and no new morties where getting paired with Ricks anymore. And regulators sought to keep the new Presidents law.
But every it was a unspoken truth that every rick needs a Morty…
A young rick was one of the few who tried …correct the chaos
In the midst of a bunch of silly Morty’s, Ricco and Riccardo stood running through Em’s assigned checklist. He’s seen talking to himself, Riccardo, though he sees him he hadn’t realized anyone had been watching, otherwise he would’ve made sure to make it look like he wasn’t crazy. Though, he considered himself crazy, he did have a seperste personality. “All right we’ve gathered the Morty’s, time to caral them into the trucks yeah? Right.” He says to Riccardo, hurringly pushing the mindless Mortys into the back of a truck another Rick would drive.
The rick who would be there driver was a blacklisted ex gaurd from before the fall. He walked over to the boy and watched him
“The fuel is good and the truck is running ready to go” he took a drink from a flask.
A couple mortys where jumping into the truck awaiting of what was next.
“Hang on,” Ricco said, pulling out a tablet to type down the debriefing Em would undoubtedly want to see. “Dimension and assignment.” He says, expecting the Rick to properly answer. As he awaits his mind is restless, trying to think of new ways to get this shit down. Maybe some new tactics to bring to the table to avoid confusion and distress of taking so many Morty’s out of the picture at once. “C'mon, you know he hates waiting.”
The Rick nodded and walked to the front of the truck. Rickless bastards…though nowadays there was alot of them. He hopped in the deivers set and started the truck.
Some.mortys sat silently…they where worried what was to become of them. Others where nervous and muttered the usual panics.
Ricco is deligent in recording information, to ensure should anything fuck up there’s records compiled with tons of information. Something Em readily required of him to do. “We should make it there within the hour, a short trip. Easy money for the both of us.” He comments, too busy with his typing to look up at the Rick.
The rick looked at the route and gave a slight nod
“If we dont run into anything along the way. The path is clear if we have to detour it will be about 45 more minutes” he took a drink from a flask.
“If we didnt have so many Brats in the back then i could get us there in half the time” he put the flask in his jacket pocket.
Ricco cut his eyes to him and grimaced. Sure tons of Ricks drank and opperated heavy machinery whole under the influence, but it bothered him when it came to missions. He’d rather not have to report back to Em that their mission was a failure because dumbass here couldn’t wait on his liquor. Whatever, I’ll work around it he thought. “Yeah–well that’s how shits gotta be sometimes.” He sighed, pulling out a pack and lighting up a cig. “Keep your eyes peeled for cops, though I can pay them off easy it still cuts into the overall finances. You should know that.” He got a sick feeling In his gut, this is supposed to be an easy job but…something felt off.
The Rick nodded as he began to drive placing the flask in the cupholder as they moved out of the warehouse driveway. As the truck lruched the morties in the back sat still and some worried aloud.
"Yeah yeah, dont worry about it im only driving and *buuurrp* keeping look out as along as you pay me when this over." he said. As he glanced around.
As they drove from the Citadel warehouse onto a main road for a time it quiet the night lights shone down on the road
It was until about to their halfway point when a portal with purple sparks opened up a few feet from the truck. Ricco had seen this portal before. But before he could do anything A small team of ricks began to run out with guns. The took aim at the truck and shot for the tires.
The driver Rick swerved and tried to dodge the small team of ricks
"SHIT!" He sputter as the truck spun into a sidding the morties in the truck all made a painc noise and whines of distress.
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Summon Morty
Dimension: Unknown
Rick: Presumed Dead
Found: behind the Creepy Morty in Morty Town
A oddity this Morty is. I had found while searching the citadels back allys. Thought to be just a skull of a large creature. Tho upon resting in my lab for a evening by morning abody had formed over night. He has yet to speak so his origins are un clear as his Intent.
More research is needed.
Open for questions and rps.
@daddyissuesfor-ricksanchez
@the-facility-6905
Closed rp
After the fall of the Council and rise of a new president. Old past tradtions that brought an abundance of Mortys or variants of mortys to their equally abundant Ricks was now…sorta differently in the now rebulit Citadel.
Mortys held a equal stand with the ricks, and no new morties where getting paired with Ricks anymore. And regulators sought to keep the new Presidents law.
But every it was a unspoken truth that every rick needs a Morty…
A young rick was one of the few who tried …correct the chaos
In the midst of a bunch of silly Morty’s, Ricco and Riccardo stood running through Em’s assigned checklist. He’s seen talking to himself, Riccardo, though he sees him he hadn’t realized anyone had been watching, otherwise he would’ve made sure to make it look like he wasn’t crazy. Though, he considered himself crazy, he did have a seperste personality. “All right we’ve gathered the Morty’s, time to caral them into the trucks yeah? Right.” He says to Riccardo, hurringly pushing the mindless Mortys into the back of a truck another Rick would drive.
The rick who would be there driver was a blacklisted ex gaurd from before the fall. He walked over to the boy and watched him
“The fuel is good and the truck is running ready to go” he took a drink from a flask.
A couple mortys where jumping into the truck awaiting of what was next.
“Hang on,” Ricco said, pulling out a tablet to type down the debriefing Em would undoubtedly want to see. “Dimension and assignment.” He says, expecting the Rick to properly answer. As he awaits his mind is restless, trying to think of new ways to get this shit down. Maybe some new tactics to bring to the table to avoid confusion and distress of taking so many Morty’s out of the picture at once. “C'mon, you know he hates waiting.”
The Rick nodded and walked to the front of the truck. Rickless bastards…though nowadays there was alot of them. He hopped in the deivers set and started the truck.
Some.mortys sat silently…they where worried what was to become of them. Others where nervous and muttered the usual panics.
Ricco is deligent in recording information, to ensure should anything fuck up there’s records compiled with tons of information. Something Em readily required of him to do. “We should make it there within the hour, a short trip. Easy money for the both of us.” He comments, too busy with his typing to look up at the Rick.
The rick looked at the route and gave a slight nod
"If we dont run into anything along the way. The path is clear if we have to detour it will be about 45 more minutes" he took a drink from a flask.
"If we didnt have so many Brats in the back then i could get us there in half the time" he put the flask in his jacket pocket.
