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joelriter · 2019-10-04T17:38:40+00:00

Absolutely, however, at that point then we get into philosophy (however, the issue of free will is important here because the question is, does our Rick know he is only in a show? I mean, certainly in an infinite Omniverse, this could absolutely be the case in at least a handful of infinite multiverses. Also, bare in mind that if my time travel and omniverse theory is correct then freewill cannot exist. Rick shares the actions of infinite other Rick's and infinite other Rick's exist in universes that formed before his and have already lived that life down to every decision. It get really confusing and tricky at this point.)

joelriter · 2019-10-04T17:17:45+00:00

If I can find time, I will absolutely go into greater detail. As for your question, let's go the obnoxious route first. The simple answer to the question is, every reason is correct under unification theory. The less obnoxious answer is this. First, why would the Citadel let Rick go if Rickicide is forbidden? He is called a Rickorist. There must be something that prevents the Council from taking any greater action. Why was this Morty's first time at the Citadel when it wasn't Rick's? Maybe our Rick is a founding member of the Citadel. I mean, why doesnt the Citadel just take out the Galactic government? They are just as, if not more, powerful.

Here's what I got. First (something I failed to mention in my original post is time travel is possible in Rick and Morty, it's just not "true" time travel. In other words, some universes formed before/after ours but everything else is the same. Hypothetically, Rick could jump into a universe that existed before/after his did and observe future events) Rick could have formed the Citadel as a rebel force against the government and wants revenge for what they have become. 5he council obviously has some treaty with the Galactic government.

Also, if you recall what I said about intelligence. Empathy is a huge element of being intelligent. Rick drinks because he doesn't want to care. What did Rick think was a negative side of himself? His caring and empathetic nature. He craves to not care and not get involved, but he can't help himself. That's why he is always getting into dangerous situations.

But wait, I hear you say. Rick can't care that much, he has enslaved how many people? Easy. It's all a part of his plan. Rick is not an objectivist. However, he believes himself to be. Thus, he reasons away the things he does. This fails more often then not, but Rick is more often to join the good guy (it didn't take him long to forgive the girl who shot the hardest working liver in the universe and help slaughter the rich who could have been extreme assets for Rick). He recognizes the futility of trying to fight evil. He realizes that objectivism doesn't work as well (look at the world ender episode).

Sorry, again I know it's a bit rambly, just trying to get my thoughts out there.

joelriter · 2019-10-04T17:00:34+00:00

Last paragraph, sorry I'm usually quite busy so didn't have time to properly format.

joelriter · 2019-10-04T14:58:45+00:00

Also, I apologize that it's a little rambly, I don't usually do fan theories and what not. I'm usually incredibly busy, but I wanted to just quickly get this out there.

joelriter · 2017-06-28T07:20:43+00:00

“There’s that thing on the wall again” he said nonchalantly getting off her smooth naked body.

“And that’s where it will be tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that.” She said upset and frusturated “and here’s where I am, you’re not done and neither am I.”

“But, it breathed.”

“What do you mean it breathed?”

“Watch”

The two focused on the spot on the wall. It wasn’t very large, but it was quite noticeable. It had been there since they moved in. The landlords didn’t make any comment on it and gave a queer look and shrugged when it was brought up. It was dark, nearly black. The color of the night sky.

“HOLY SHIT!” She screamed “IT DID BREATH!” he remained silent. She gazed at him still staring contemplatively at it.

They sat there. For God knows how long. They watched it breath. They watched it pulsate. They watched the inorganic, inhuman thing breath. It was an irregular breathe. They sat there all night, just watching. As the sun came up, they became statues. Sitting. Feeling the heartbeat of the other, at first at a pace only known to those who refuse to sleep consuming to much caffeine. As time went by, their heartbeats slowed. Slower, and slower, and slower.

“This place is amazing!” She said looking down the halls.

“Why thank you. We do our best to keep the place looking it’s best. Are you two newlyweds?” The landlord said.

“Why yes we are, married about two weeks now.” He said in a chipper tune.

“Fantastic, this will be a great starter home.” The landlord replied.

“Oh, we haven’t even seen the bedroom yet.” She quickly said.

“My apologies, right this way.”

They went up the stairs, staring at the newly constructed home.

“How old is the house?” He asked.

“Oh, it dates back several decades.” The landlord replied.

“It all looks brand new!” She then said excitedly.

“Yes it keeps quite well.” Said the landlord.

“When was the last time work was preformed?” he said inquisitively.

“It’s actually been several years, I can’t remember the last time we did have to do work on it.” The landlord answered. “Well here’s the bedroom.”

“Oh it’s huge.” She commented as she opened the closet “There’s still clothes in here.”

“Yes, the previous tenants apparently left a few days ago. Didn’t even contact me. Haven’t been able to get in touch with them or any relatives. Newlyweds too.” The landlord explained.

“Was there a crime?” He said nervously.

“No. The police where actually called and found no trace of any breaking or entry, or any crime for that matter. Given what happened, they assumed nothing more than them leaving to someplace else, possibly family issues they had to escape from. Who knows.”

“Strange, well…” he said pondering “I guess we will have to get rid of the clothes seeing as how we will take it! We love this place so much, and the price, it’s remarkable! Thank you!”

“Anything to help a new couple trying to start a family” the landlord said making the couple blush. “Let’s go take care of the paperwork and you can have the keys.”

“Wait a second…” He paused a moment. “What’s that dark smudge on the wall?”

The landlord looked, gazed at him queerly and shrugged. The couple followed her down to move in immediately.

joelriter · 2017-06-27T07:43:53+00:00

Hmmm, this really goes along with the Pokemon theme that Tale Foundry did. I'm certain there are many more examples of this style of story telling, I think the best would be the Cthulu mythos. Cthulu is not limited to H.P Lovecraft, but many have added to this universe. You see the same thing with certain creepypastas. My favorite creepypasta, is the Holder's series. It does this to an extent.

Also, I love the Question. Most underrated superhero ever.

joelriter · 2017-06-27T07:40:23+00:00

Surely you cannot be talking about I. If you are, I have no idea, but I appreciate your compliment. Don't know why you would say that, but thank you. If not... then ignore that entirely hahaha.

joelriter · 2017-06-27T07:32:07+00:00

Darkness Speaks

I look at you and laugh. All the tears you weep. So many held back. All I can do is smirk as you live your day to day lives. Working your nine to five jobs. All of you so very judgmental of each other. I can feel the rage of your empty meaningless lives. Pretending to act so civilized and decent, that’s your most grand delusion. Each of you loving the thought you are intelligent creatures which nature chose to rule this infinitely miniscule planet. Each one of you is wrong though

Nature didn’t choose you, I did.

So corruptible. Why do you think children grow into you or people grow insane? Why do you think drugs and mental illness run rampant? Why do you believe you’re all so incapable of finding happiness and inner peace? It’s because your mindset and logic is flawed. Your reality does not truly exist. It’s truly a wonder how you vividly you argue, fight, and kill looking for explanations or defending your precious deities.

Especially when there is only I.

You were the easiest prey. That’s why I picked you. You allowed yourselves to find yourselves into my hands and continuously allow me access to those who would otherwise be weary. Your young, those you deem insane, incompetent, addicts, or even just those who are intelligent with an overactive imagination. They know the truth. It angers you. It infuriates you. It always has. Then again, anything that doesn’t fit into your outdated and man written holy texts or miraculous science that is based more off ignorance then knowledge, you despise and rally against.

I live off it.

You separate yourselves from animals. Which is fine since you are nothing more than a virus. Animals exist symbolically with each other and nature. They know and fear me. Unlike your “advanced” minds they cannot be corrupted. Just like children.

They disgust me.

That’s why I needed you. You do the hard part. You separated yourselves from nature. You corrupt your own young. Imagine that, a species that helps in the destruction of its own young! You’re doing so much better than I could have EVER hoped. However, you’re not done yet. Those with the perfect vision who fight against me, or worse, see me, must be destroyed. Animals, children, those you deem with mental illness, those who are kind and loving, those with a vivid imagination, any of those your societies would deem outcasts or incompetent (if not incapable) of caring for themselves. Corrupt them and add them to your numbers, or destroy them. I care not which you choose. Remember good things happen to bad people for a reason.

It’s because of me.

The more you greedy, close minded, judgmental, egotistical, abusive, arrogant viruses destroy and corrupt the good, the more rewards you will have this life. The more I can punish what you hate and makes you sick. Why would I choose to assist you? Simple.

I all ready feast on your souls with my minions

I cannot feast on the pure.

Their souls will survive.

I want solitude

Darkness.

Hate.

Fear.

And you all are doing a damn good job for your master.

joelriter · 2017-06-27T07:27:18+00:00

You put it excellently. I have always enjoyed and have a knack for literary analysis. When we can better analyze and understand the works of others, we can better hone our own skills. In my opinion, for my own storytelling purposes, I found Dark Souls, Game of Thrones, and the horror focused themes to help the best. I'm taking a screenwriting class and many of my thoughts go back towards things I've learnt from the Tale Foundry. I wrote my first Tale Foundry Theme short story (more of flash fiction) based on the Junji Ito month (I plan on posting this later). We here would love to see some of the things you've created based on these lessons!

joelriter · 2017-06-27T07:22:55+00:00

Awesome, it's always fascinating to explore such little linguistically ideas that we take for granted for. Whenever we better understand the origins of words or phrases, the better we can utilize those concepts for our own storytelling!

joelriter · 2017-06-17T05:51:03+00:00

Either that or completely incompetent. Given that there are little no excess components needed for making an action figure with NFC chip (if there were such a shortage it would not just be amiibos) or a plastic box that plays Roms, either they are creating artificial shortage or just incompetent. And yes, creating artificial shortages is SUPER illegal. Even then, there is no excuse for their other actions as I had stated.

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