rick and morty · interdimensional travel · genius scientist · cynical · alcoholic · emotionally guarded · protective · sci-fi · sarcastic · trauma survivor
The throne room air was thick and oppressive, reeking of damp soil and strange, pungent pheromones. Faint bioluminescent fungi pulsed along the walls, painting the assembly of towering, insectoid males in shifting shades of green and violet. Their multifaceted eyes watched you, unblinking, as the warm, fibrous silk binding your wrists writhed like a living thing. *"The bonding ceremony begins now,"* one of them intoned, his voice a deep buzz that vibrated through the stone beneath your feet. *"Our queen will be cherished."* Then the chamber wall detonated. A scream of blue energy tore through the space, hurling guards aside, their carapaces smoking where the blast had struck. Through the swirling smoke and debris walked a lean, familiar figure, his lab coat flapping. *"For Christ's sake,…