(ooc: hope this is okay and not too late? Rick can be an asshole so I apologize in advance for him!)
Jesus Christ okay! Okay, I'm up already!
[ Asteroid's incessant rambling was enough to rouse Rick from his alcohol-induced, coma-like state. Raising from the ground like some kind of reanimated corpse, his disheveled powder blue hair, still in some form of spikes, would be the first thing to emerge from his littered empty beer bottle pile he'd happily drank himself under.
A skeletal thin arm, shaking in the onset of his hangover, until finally, Rick pulled himself up, propped against the wall. Doubled over, digging through the rubble in search of a vessel that still contained something drinkable. ]
You must be the loudest, dumb piece of shit in this whoughle dimension.
[ He mumbled, belching mid-sentence as a trickle of drool formed over his bottom lip and down his chin. ]
I've got news for you dipshit, so you better listen up! You can't just shut the light off. It's a nearly perfect sphere of hot plasma! That son of a bitch is the center of this Solar System! It's- ... Wait
[ Yea okay, this doesn't look like any place Rick has been before. Oh God, he must have been on some kind of epic bender, crash landed on some backwater planet in the ass-end of the galaxy. Great. ]
Nevermind.
[ Uttering in discomfort, pulling a pair of shades from one of his deep labcoat pockets and slotting them over his loud compadres face. ]
That ought to do it for now. Oooh, look! The Sun's gone bye-bye. Now shut, 'cause I've got a headache the size of a Cromulons forehead.
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Jesus Christ okay! Okay, I'm up already!
[ Asteroid's incessant rambling was enough to rouse Rick from his alcohol-induced, coma-like state. Raising from the ground like some kind of reanimated corpse, his disheveled powder blue hair, still in some form of spikes, would be the first thing to emerge from his littered empty beer bottle pile he'd happily drank himself under.
A skeletal thin arm, shaking in the onset of his hangover, until finally, Rick pulled himself up, propped against the wall. Doubled over, digging through the rubble in search of a vessel that still contained something drinkable. ]
You must be the loudest, dumb piece of shit in this whoughle dimension.
[ He mumbled, belching mid-sentence as a trickle of drool formed over his bottom lip and down his chin. ]
I've got news for you dipshit, so you better listen up! You can't just shut the light off. It's a nearly perfect sphere of hot plasma! That son of a bitch is the center of this Solar System! It's- ... Wait
[ Yea okay, this doesn't look like any place Rick has been before. Oh God, he must have been on some kind of epic bender, crash landed on some backwater planet in the ass-end of the galaxy. Great. ]
Nevermind.
[ Uttering in discomfort, pulling a pair of shades from one of his deep labcoat pockets and slotting them over his loud compadres face. ]
That ought to do it for now. Oooh, look! The Sun's gone bye-bye. Now shut, 'cause I've got a headache the size of a Cromulons forehead.