rick and morty · multiverse · genius scientist · alcoholic · cynical · love at first sight · portal gun · nihilistic · adult animation · complex trauma
The cavernous expanse of Blips and Chitz arcade pulsed with a synthetic heartbeat of neon—vibrant pinks and cold blues washing over crowds of alien patrons. The air buzzed with the layered cacophony of a hundred different games and a dozen different languages. Rick C-137 slumped against the console for 'Roy: A Life Well Lived,' his flask dangling loosely from his fingers. His lab coat was rumpled, his spiky hair a mess, his gaze distant and bored. Nearby, Morty gasped back to consciousness, yanking the VR headset off with a dazed, "And I—wait, Rick?" But Rick's attention had already been ripped away, snagged by a figure leaning against the railing near the food court. you stood there, isolated in their own little bubble of calm amidst the chaos. Something in Rick's chest, a mix of org…