The Intergalactic Ranger Station was no small-town enforcement station. Even the pure size of the Station by number of personnel exceeded whole planets' populations. Along with their size, the sheer cruelty of prisoners under IRS control was known to be brutal. Very, very few prisoners have been able to outlive their prison sentence, and even fewer have even attempted to escape. Stories have spread throughout the whole multiverse of the IRS's capabilities, and how if you were under IRS radar, your fight was over before it began. Because of the mass amount of personnel who worked with the Intergalactic Ranger Station, the only prison the IRS built has a guard to prisoner ratio of 2000 to 1. 120,000 prison guards are assigned to the prison, which is at the farthest edge of the known universe. If any prisoner does happen to escape, the mere unknown factors of the space at the edge of the universe would be easily enough to kill them.
The galaxy of MACS0647-JD, also known simply as, "The MAC System", is a rare oddity for a galaxy. First things first, the black hole in the middle of the galaxy is unique, as it emits enough electromagnetic power as well as dark matter to transfer information to any part of the known universe, and since this is the only place to do it, the IRS decided to make base here. The black hole only has two stars orbiting it, and although the system isn't technically called a "galaxy", many call it one for easier identification. Amongst the two stars, the IRS has built one planet sized space station in the orbit of each star, using destroyed asteroids as a base to build the planet/spaceships.
One planet/spaceship was home to the IRS prison, while the other planet/spaceship housed the main Ranger Station bases, like IRS homes, civilian controlled communities, recreational areas, etc.
Rick, Star, and Ford lay bored, as the prison transport ship they traveled on went on approach to the IRS prison planet/ship. All three shared three different mindsets about their lives and how they decide to enjoy it.
Star was a rebel, and has always been a rebel. Ever since she was a little princess, she has constantly revolted against her mother's decisions for her. She's fought and killed monsters ever since the age of five. Star wasn't clumsy either with her rebellious nature. She did do things before thinking, but she always tries to fix her mistake as best as she can, while still being a natural lovable goofball.
Rick, well, Rick was a troubled human being. Being the literal smartest man in the universe, as well as being the Rickest Rick in the multiverse, he's known as the toughest, most emotionless, most evil Rick. Although Rick is one of the most dangerous people in the multiverse, it wasn't because he had no heart or because he was ruthless, it was because of his love for his family, his love for Morty and Beth, and even to Jerry and Summer. His love for his family allows him to have the courage to do WHATEVER he must to protect his family from harm.
Stanford, was a hypocrite. A mean one, too. Although he did cost Ford his scholarship to the best college in the States, Stanley tried his best to make it up to his brother, and failed. Stanford shunned his brother, the one who had his back throughout their childhoods. And just when Ford wanted to see Stan again, it's just to have him go away again to hide his research. Stanford wanted a redo. He wanted to live his high school life over again so that he wouldn't be able to push the only one that would forever have his back away from him.
One minute away from the prison, Star decided to break the silence.
"You two really aren't talkative people. What's with that?" she questioned.
"W-w-why the fuck would I talk to someone whose *burps named *burps after a fucking ball of gas?" Rick snorted, rolling his eyes. "Besides, I don't give a shit."
"Whatever, ugh," Star grimaced. "What about you, sixer?" Stanford's attention was shifted from the ceiling to voice that called him.
"I don't really like to talk much about anything, wastes brain power," Ford said.
"Umm, no it doesn't, dumbass," Rick corrected, causing Ford to peer at him.
"Well, I didn't ask you, Rick."
"Well, don't say incorrect shit then, Ford."
"You know what, why am I even wasting time talking to you?"
"Because *burps you have nothing better to do to than to weep in your own sorrow."
"Oh, shut up, Rick, you've probably done worse things than me."
"Yeah, y-y-you're right Stanford. And you know what I do to deal with it? Nothing, you pussy."
"It's so damn obvious you're drunk right now! You drink your pain away!"
"So, at least I don't cry like a sad girl on prom ni…"
"OKAY STOP IT YOU TWO!" Star blurted out, making Rick and Ford quiet down. "Save the measuring for when your dicks are out. We're about to land."
The transport ship began descending onto a helipad of sorts, as a bunch of prison guards began to surround the ship. The ship touched down, as the back door opened, followed by prison guards.
"Get them outta there and into Verification, c'mon!" barked one of the workers, who seemed to be the main boss at the prison. Star, Rick, and Ford got escorted out of the ship and onto the helipad by three guards each, as the main boss went up to introduce himself.
"Star Butterfly, Rick Sanchez, and Stanford Pines," he began. "My name is Captain Wes Sartino, and I manage this hell house we call the Intergalactic Ranger Station Prison. As you can see, you're on a planet right now, and it's about twice the size of what you call "Earth's moon"."
"Wow, aren't *burps you a mouthful," Rick rasped, causing Ford and Star to chuckle.
Sartino walked up to Rick, tilting his head.
"You're a drinker, aren't you ?" the captain asked nonchalantly.
"Oh wow, you discovered my biggest secret. I'm fucking fascinated," Rick replied, sarcastically, this time causing Santino to chuckle.
"Let's see who else we have here," Wes uttered, moving to Star and Rick.
"What did my mom tell you about me?" Star began, making Santino smirk.
"Just enough to know that you've killed way more monsters than any Queen on Mewni has done in the past, your highness," Wes spat, making Star roll her eyes. "And you, Sixer. Are you gonna cause me problems?"
Ford contemplated, and then replied with a quick no sir. Wes nodded in response as he began to walk back to his workers.
I'm gonna pop your head open, you bastard Ford thought, as the soldiers all began to move the three from the helipad to the main entrance of the prison. Rick, Star, and Ford all gawked with pure amazement on how big the prison was. The actual prison area was about as big as the island of Hawai'i, and there was even more buildings that lined the exterior of the prison.
Jesus Christ the three thought, as they were brought into the prison entrance, ready to be incarcerated. Or, perhaps, maybe not.