Well...
Rick -
@Mad Jack - wasn't
exactly lying.
Or, rather, there sure was a
lot of truth in what he was saying. He
was Rick C-137 - the Rickest Rick - but even he hadn't truly known that to begin with. I mean, he had assumed, but what sort of Rick would he be if he hadn't? He
had begun the game as a villager, and he
had been converted a couple days in - via implantation with a manipulator chip, just as he claimed. Evil Morty was a bit of a dick. In fact, you could even see the manipulator chip in the fateful picture that had condemned him, when the remaining characters finally started paying attention to Photography Raptor.
Under Morty's control later in the game, Rick
had discussed removing his chip (and the risks inherent), so even
that was true. The part about Birdperson dying for him? Not so much. And behind the pleas for mercy and sad proclamations, he still laughed and duly considered his next victim. Rick was not known for caring much about anyone but himself, but perhaps recently....
The crowd gathered around him in his garage - angry, confused, and ready to kill. One shape - Birdperson - surprised them all and stepped forward.
"Rick." His voice was as solemn as ever.
"You are the reason that we are here. You are the reason that I'm alive at all, and because of this, I cannot abandon you."
Rick was perplexed and conflicted. Despite Evil Morty's "death," the chip in his head was still spewing instructions, and this was all so confusing. Really, Rick had been
more confused in the past two weeks than he had been in months - probably years. Perhaps decades. He was still thinking about everything when Birdperson leaped at him, wings spread defensively, and pulled at his chip with a sharp, painful
yank.
The world went black.
You have lynched @Mad Jack, Rick C-137 - a WOLF CONVERT who could resurrect one person during the game, and could not be seered while Morty was alive.
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But... Rick
wasn't dead. The world swam slowly back into focus, starting in shades of grey and slowly settling into colour, like some strange underwater view. Rick laid on the floor of his garage, eyes wide and staring.
Where... was he? What had he been doing?
"...Birdperson?"
Mad Jack is now an NPC, counting for neither side and unable to win. Sometimes abandoning your friends just isn't worth it, I guess.
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