Theraprism

After my surroundings warped to the next place, I found myself in the inside of the middle of nowhere literally.

My hands are strapped together tight as a massive monster with a gavel and judge clothing looks down upon me. In the 'jury' stands are a bunch of shadow beings that whisper in fear as I turn my gaze to them.

"Human Rick Sanchez. Or Adam. I'm sure you are aware of your heinous crimes against reality itself. So I doubt I will have to list them off. Guilty! Maximum sentencing!" The beings' voice is hoarse and loud. It shakes the fabric of reality. It's pretty interesting.

After that, I hear a loud ringing noise that almost makes me yell in pain as my vision is blinded. Disorienting me as I fall on my ass.

This time. I'm not in that dead space. My E-35 exoskeleton is gone. In its place is the standard ugly orange prison suit. On the front of my suit is labeled Rick. Two 100-meter-tall giants with guns of pure destruction strapped to their backs tug on chains holding me as I'm led into a room.

The giants have no faces. They also seem to be made of starlight. As their skin is just a multitude of stars.

"What's you guys gimmick?" I ask,

hoping to quell my rising disinterest. I'm already making plans on how to blow this place to bits.

"We are the Scions of the Axolotl. We are here to maintain balance in this cosmology from reality-breaking beings like You." The thinner one on the right says as I snort. The doors to the room they are leasing to me creaks open.

The chains holding me break off, but the wrist parts still hold me strong. Using my semi-enhanced strength, I strain against my restraints. Testing the limits. It doesn't budge. Not even a little bit.

Walking through the door, I find myself in a white room. On the other side of the room is a window of sorts. Inside the room is a small cot. A toilet. And nothing else.

My room is devoid of anything, even remotely useful. They know their stuff. I can probably still turn the toilet into a gun. Just need a tool.

The floor is padded. Stepping inside of my cell, I look up and note two massive angel-like creatures. Their heads track my every movement as I move around the room.

Hands trapped. No tools. Surveillance from mystical figures. Seems they don't want me making anything anytime soon.

Sighing, I sit cross-legs as I stare outside of my cell. Across from me is a massive creature. It has numerous glowing orange eyes, and it's relatively large.

Me and the creature stare at each other. I note immediately that unlike myself. Inside the creature's room is a TV of sorts. And it isn't physically restrained. Looks like he's not max security.

"So you guys just gonna bore holes into my head 24/7?" I ask my 'guest' who remains silent. Annoying. Looks like they aren't sentient and more so slaves for combat.

If they were sentient, I could manipulate them. Unfortunately... standing up, I walk over to the toilet in my cell. Let's see if I can make use of this.

Getting close to the toilet. I sit down and begin to use it while I think. My cell is heavily guarded. Outside of the two angelic dick heads who seem to watch me no matter what, those two dudes that escorted me here are standing outside my cell on guard.

So brute force is out of the question. I can't just make a gun and a bomb to escape this place. These guys are godlike entities.

As Rick Prime. This would be impossible to get out of. But with my knowledge from my time as Adam, I know these guys are beatable. He doesn't know much about sonic entities from Disney, but he came from a reality above Disney.

As Adam, I was a part of the 'Real' world. So, I may be able to manifest unparalleled abilities soon. On top of my genius, I will be unbeatable. I might even destroy a few universes to fuck with that giant axolotl.

"It's all a matter of time..." I mutter. Sitting up I note that I can't even wipe my ass. Disgusting. Pulling up my pants I go back to my cross-legged positioning and close my eyes in meditation.

****

After an hour or so my cell is opened and I hear a sturdy voice coming from behind me.

"It's recess time you monster. Get up and let's go" the voice is winged with disgust as I hold in a laugh. Who put this guy on a moral high?

Standing up I follow the burly average-sized fish-like creature. He bitterly mumbles some foreign words as I frown. Do those two giants have to follow me everywhere?

Walking through multiple halls. I spot other prisoners. They have fucking chronos here how the hell?

I spot other 100-meter giants. They seem to be escorting other prisoners but I can't get a look at them. Most likely the two other maximum security prisoners.

It doesn't take long to arrive in a room straight from a damn kindergarten. There are arts and crafts everywhere. The fish man shoves me into the room before leaving.

Looking around, I spot the two people I was just looking for. Bill cipher and the candy dog.

Approaching the very clearly livid triangle, I grin as I move forward.

"Yo!" I greet the 2-dimensional being. He turns to me slowly. His single eye widens as he takes in my appearance.

"What the how is a human here?" His voice is laced with shock as I chuckle, ignoring the dog across the room that speaks in reverse.

"I'd say I'm more than 'Just' human," I speak out confidently as Bill looks me up and down.

"Oh yeah? What are you in for?" His voice is laced with mockery as I hold back a laugh. He's still salty after being beaten by 2 pre-teens and a middle-aged fool.

"The real question is what am I not in for." I smile at his reaction to my words.

"How can a human get put here anyway? Aren't you guys too fragile for a place like this? Well They do got you locked down blue hair." Bill notes my numerous restraints.

"Can't you like Warp reality? Why aren't you as restricted as me?" I ask. Bill has no visible restrictions. He's free to use all his limbs.

"I'm not restrained because they already took everything from me. My causality. Manipulation. My shape-shifting. Everything. The only thing I can do is make deals..." Bill trails off as I nod.

"I'm not some arrogant person... ah, what the hell I'm arrogant as hell. But I'd say I'm the smartest in this continuity, excluding that omnipotent axolotl." I speak with pride as Bill looks skeptical.

"I've had the displeasure of meeting some pretty smart humans. You do seem quick-witted. But that still doesn't explain how a human ended up here." I ignore him as I focus on the gibberish-speaking yellow dig across from us.

"What the hell is that thing in for?" I whisper to Bill, who freezes.

"Look. I don't know the specifics, but that guy is much worse than me, that's for sure..."