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Neo-Noir

The Morbus-verse

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a part of Neo-Noir, by Nulix.

The Neo-Noir Universe

Nulix holds sovereignty over The Morbus-verse, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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The Realm of Matterfall
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The Morbus-verse

The Neo-Noir Universe

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The Morbus-verse is a part of Neo-Noir.

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Su Min Park [184] A young, talented Forensic Investigator.
Amen Rodrigo De Silva [177] The force's best pilot. The disaffected detective. The man who spots the corruption in everything...
Meon Jong [163] A private eye looking to do right in a world he doesn't believe in.
Camilla 'Cammie" Janye [84] A former bounty hunter and vigilantee with a whip and a heart of gold.
James Kyo [83] A G.H.S.T. captain on a personal quest to leave his mark on the underbelly of Neo-Seoul as the final legacy of his family name.
Su-Ji Dikshil [40] The newly promoted commissioner of police, looking to restore peace to a corrupt city.
Taku Saito [39] Disgraced Police sniper from Neo-Tokyo hellbent on restoring his name.
Iya Matamis [27] A tired soul wasting day after day, wishing for change but remaining ever stagnant.
NIA [3] A bleeding-edge android with an organic brain. Designed by Lunars as a sentient legal loophole.
Keao Lani [0] A woman with a murderer to catch.

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Su-Min gave him a warm, sidelong glance, and though she talked about it she didn't seem to brag, "I'm only 25. One of the youngest in the N.S.P.A probably. I was promoted two times before being promoted to D.U.S.K. But I think..." she pursed her lips, "I think this is too much for me. I'm under qualified. I could've died yesterday, all because people didn't do their jobs properly, because they didn't care...."

She gave Amen a hard, serious look, "And that's the thing, I don't think they care. Didn't you hear Dikshil and Laszlo? They could've gotten G.H.S.T! Ghost! This was a situation that warranted the second best task force, a situation that even G.H.S.T Captain James Kyo couldn't handle and yet all the Commissioner did was order us three for backup. You said it yourself, D.U.S.K died! They all died. This isn't a promotion it's a...a death wish," Su paused, her hands shaking slightly, "My life matters, more than they think it does. So does yours, Mr. De Silva. I think I'm going to quit."

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"Huh....And here I was about to to try and convince you to quit anyway," Amen stated with slight surprise. "Saves me the fuckin' trouble," he sighed, leaning back in his seat. "We never really gave Dikshil an answer, right? On whether we would join. Officially....so it looks like you lucked out, you can still save face."

"Since you're probably gonna quit, I got one request," Amen stated. "Whether you agree or not is up to you, but...even if you quit DUSK, don't quit the NSPA."

"I'll be real with you," Amen continued, leaning forward. "Everybody on DUSK is dangerous. I. Their own way. Even me, and I'm the only one who hasn't killed nobody," he shrugged. "I don't know what game Dikshil was playing when she broght you up along with us, but...you got thrown into the fire. Stay in DUSK, you gonna keep gettin' thrown in. If you leave, you'll find some peace...but that fire left a mark."

"Inspector Jong is just as bad as Dikshil. Maybe worse, I can't tell you," Amen frowned. "People whI wouldn't know you from anyone else, know your face now. Eyes are everywhere and those eyes spotted you poking your face where it didn't belong. Staying within the NSPA is safer..."

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Su-Min stared at him a moment before turning her gaze to the window where an advertisement played on the side of a building, it's warm colors a contrast to the winter-y day outside. Why did Dikshil pluck her from the D.T.R? Amen was right, she wasn't like any of them at all.

After a long silence she eventually spoke, "I don't know if it'll be that simple."

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"ME' SOCKETS! ME BLISTERIN' CIRCUITS!" The man screamed, aiming his piece at Iya's face. Beckendau stood with his hands-raised, terrified at the sudden robbery...

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December 2nd, 2117
8:49AM
District Unknown


The headache induce beat of the club hit him still echoed in his skull, like a second pule existing entirely on his migraine-fatigued temples. He went to the German club, tried his best with the nightlife, danced away. Then, things went hazy. Things went a bit awry. His memory was failing him.

Meon Jong opened an eye slowly. Sunlight, blinding, immediate. From the one small window directly ahead of him. Where was he. Dank, concrete. Dirty. The floor was below him. His hat lay on the wet ground. Meon Jong glanced up at his body as he began to become more aware of his situation. His arms were bound with plastic rope. His legs too, and he was hanging, upside down, from a meathook in the ceiling. Not through his legs, thank God. No, it was tied tightly to the ropes on his legs. Down the hall he could hear something. Footsteps. "Aw shit," Jong breathed, spittle dripping on his forehead as he spoke his first words.

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"ME' SOCKETS! ME BLISTERIN' CIRCUITS!" The man screamed, aiming his piece at Iya's face. Beckendau stood with his hands-raised, terrified at the sudden robbery...

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December 2nd, 2117
8:49AM
District Unknown


The headache inducing beat of the club still echoed in his skull, like a second pule existing entirely on his migraine-fatigued temples. He went to the German club, tried his best with the nightlife, danced away. Then, things went hazy. Things went a bit awry. His memory was failing him.

Meon Jong opened an eye slowly. Sunlight, blinding, immediate. From the one small window directly ahead of him. Where was he. Dank, concrete. Dirty. The floor was below him. His hat lay on the wet ground. Meon Jong glanced up at his body as he began to become more aware of his situation. His arms were bound with plastic rope. His legs too, and he was hanging, upside down, from a meathook in the ceiling. Not through his legs, thank God. No, it was tied tightly to the ropes on his legs. Down the hall he could hear something. Footsteps. "Aw shit," Jong breathed, spittle dripping on his forehead as he spoke his first words.

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Meon would hear something dragging through the dark concrete hallway, scraping against the floor. Through the light of the window, he would see a familiar face. That of Old Boy.

"Motherfuckin' pig, I told you," the Old Boy growled. "Don't stick your nose where it don't belong," he continued, dragging a metal bat behind him. "Now you've fucked up everything..."

Another man was behind him. A younger man with similar enough features that he could be assumed to be Old Boy's brother. "You know what we gotta do to pigs, right hoss?" Young Man asked his older brother. "Gotta roast 'em..."

"Hold on their, motherfucker, first thing's first...." Old Boy held up a hand and used his other hand to raise up the bat. " Ya gotta tendering the meat first."

"Oh, that's right, hoss..." Young Man spoke, as if realizing this for the first time. If Meon Jong were to look into either of their eyes to search for any answers or mercy...he would find none.

"We dem boys," Young Man stated as Old Boy slammed the bat into Meon's augmented leg.

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Jong grunted as he felt the metal in his augged leg rattle against his bone and muscle, a painful, unusual feeling- as though needles inside you were being prodded at haphazardly. "You drugged me," Jong managed to spit, his mouth overflowing with saliva from the night before. "Who the fucka are you? What do you want?"

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"You opened up a can of worms dipshit!" Old Boy answered, refusing to answer Meon's question. "You and the whole NSPA!"

"What do you know about the Chinese?! " Young Man asked, violently grabbing Meon's face. "We askin' the questions here, boy! Not you! You answer this and you might live! You don't and you're fucked! Now, what the fuck do you know about the fuckin' wastleanders?! What's the NSPA know?!"

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Meon Jong's rough stubble was pushed into his face by Young Man's grip. His fingers were rough, his palms dirty. Jong glared up at Young Man wide-eyed. "We... don't know shit." He replied. "We ain't on the wall. You want the military, not us. We deal inside the city not out it."

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Young Man glared into Meon's face intensely before looking back towards his younger brother. "You think this greasy cunt's tellin' the truth, hoss?" He asked.

"Can't trust a word that fuckin' pig says..." Old Boy assured. "NSPA got their noses in every fuckin' pie in and put of the city..."

Young Man began to dig his fingers into Meon's face. "You hear that, pig?! Can't trust you for shit!"

"Hold on...." Old Boy noted. "We can't fuckin' kill this fucker. Not yet. Not today. He needs to answer back to his fuckin' masters. Let's give him a chance to get outta here alive."

Young Man looked torn at this, looking from his brother back to Meon Jong. "...We will be seein' you again, pig! Long as you keep pokin' your nose where it don't belong..." He turned this his to look at his brother once more. "You thinkin' them boys down at the pool?"

"Fuck yeah, fuck what I said before...he can live if he can survive," Old Boy stated. "Trail ain't gonna lead back to us either way..."

Young Man smiled and looked to Meon Jong. "You like to awim, piggy?"

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Meon glared at Young Man. "Better than your friend Radish did."

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Young Man great silent and glared at Meon. He looked back to his brother....and then both began to laugh. "Hey man, FUCK radishes!" he stated as Old Boy gleefully bashed at Meon's leg with the bat once more.

Young Man walked over towards a crank in the corner of the room and began to turn it. As he did, Meon could feel the meathook holding his leg begun to move on the belt above, carrying him outside. He quickly found himself exiting the building through a broken window.

From the outside, looking upside down, he could at elast tell wherever he had been housed, it was not a a building that lived up to any proper structural code. Likely condemned long ago, but the city never demolished it. Thus certainly wasn't in any well off portion of the city.

Meon would feel the meathook violently loose as he below him, he would see a small pool of water that was being funneled through a large pipe. Meon could make any guess where the water was flowing from, but what was more interesting was what was I'm it. Several exotic fish...as well as something larger. Alligators. Three of them. As he was looking around, the one saving grace out of this situation was that there was a ladder nearby, one he could potentially swim to quickly enpugh to escape the jaws of death.

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Meon's eyes adjusted as he was moved through the darkness of the building, the meathook whizzing unhealthily as it moved it. He swallowed, looking down at the flooded waters- alligators. Jong glared down the passage way he'd been moved, where the dim forms of Old Boy and Young Man stood. He wasn't sure if this was a prelude to torture or execution... or both. With a grunt Meon breathed. "You wanna know the difference between you and me?" He managed to grunt, pulling himself up by his pant and grabbing onto his augged heel. "I make this look good." With a grunt he dug his fingers into his leg flesh, feeling the panel of the augmentations. This was gonna hurt like shit. With a yell he ripped the panel out, and the aug died. With the machinery no longer supporting his legs, and the weight of a middle aged man pulling on them, the bones intertwined his achilles heel with the metal snapped. Meon Jong fell out of the ropes, a bloody booted foot hanging on the hook where he once was captured.

Jong dived into the waters, pummeling a fist into a crocodiles face with one hand whilst grabbing hold of the rusty railing of the escape ladder. With grunted screams Jong began to climb up, escaping the prey below...

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There was a patter on Su-Min's door. Without adequate notice it was shoved open, Camilla strolling in with a bright yellow track jacket, a giant can with a toxicity symbol on it in her hand. "Yo, I got you some radiated sodium," She began, pausing as she spotted Amen, looking like a chump.

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"Um...thanks......." Su-min said not very gratefully.

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"Time for your sodium," Camilla responded, holding the can threateningly toward AMen.

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Amen narrowed his eyes as Camilla began speaking nonsense. "Are you high?!" He asked of her.

"Did somebody say, FLY?! That's the secret WORD OF THE DAY!" The holographic avatar of New York Rat began to relay as it emitted from the hospital monitor, clearly having not been reset for the child that was in here last. "CUT THE CHEESE! CUT CHEESE! CUT THE CHEESE! CUT THE CHEESE!" he sang as visible holographic farts filled the room.

Amen just stated blankly at everything that had just occurred

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Camilla shoved the Sodium in Amen's face, the holographic rat appearing before him as he dislodged the toxic can from his jaw. "Amen, you got adware on you," She muttered. "And it seems to know you fuckin'... love pizza." Amen swatted his hand as the rat surrounded him, continuing to harass Amen out of the room.

Camilla watched him go before turning to Su-Min, "Hey kid," The Nairobian murmured, leaning on her elbow as she took a seat. "I was with you on the ride here but I had to go home. They told me you'd be alright," Camilla gave a sharp toothed smile. "Doctor's never lie when you can pay, right?"

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"Thanks for caring," Su smiled, "You didn't have to. I don't even remember most of what happened, only that this entire thing was a mess."

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"They threw you off the fuckin'... deep end," Camilla murmured, staring out. "They fuckin'... waterboarded you when you didn't even know how to swim." Camilla grinned, her almond gaze shifting to Su-Min's face. "I knew it. You're not a beat cop. You're not GHST. Ain't no bounty hunter." The woman grunted. "You're a kid."

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Su-Min frowned slightly, guessing at Camilla's age, "I don't think I'm that much younger than yourself, y'know. I just have a different set of skills to everyone else," she glanced down thoughtfully, "I wasn't trained with a gun. I don't know how to handle hostile situations or cuff the 'bad guys'. I figure out puzzles, I gather the evidence, I do all of the shit that no one else can be bothered doing," a pause, "There's a joke in forensics that we're the ones that solve the crimes, and the detectives - the cops - steal the glory. But I guess I'm the only one in D.U.S.K like that."

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Camilla squinted at Su-Min. "I was born in 92'. You?"

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"Me too," Su raised an eyebrow.

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"But I'm a whole lot older than you," Camilla replied. There was a pause, the sound of the electric monitor and the muted passing traffic taking over the room for a second. "Life's mostly fire, you know. It's all sorts of bad shit, mostly. It's a lot of pain. A lot of getting hurt." Camilla furrowed her brow. "And I got burned real young... too young... but I got helped out. I was a kid... and they made me a woman." Camilla shrugged. "Now I try to do the same... there are a lot of kids out there who ain't ready to be burned."

Camilla sighed heavily. "I know what Dikshil is trying to do. The fires burning, and she won't care if we get scorched." Camilla rose an eyebrow. "You gotta decide what you wanna do... but listen, I don't let kids get hurt." The woman rose. "I ain't chasing glory. I'm chasing stability. If you stay on... I've got your back."

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Su-Min nodded, a look of gratitude crossing her face, "Thanks, Camilla. But I'm not sure I'll get a choice. I don't think any of us do."

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Camilla zipped up her tracksuit and slid on her sunglasses. "Then get the fuck out of the hospital... and let's do some real police work, before Jong gets us in another death trap, eh?" Camilla smiled- genuinely, a wide, cheek stretching smile. And with that the woman left, her swagger even in a tracksuit enough to catch the eye of the nurse standing outside as she burst through.

"Who... do you know her?" He asked, glancing in to Su-Min whilst keeping an eye on the departing DUSK inspector...