Take on the role of Karl Carbon, an ex-cop turned social worker charged with helping needy humans, hybrids and sentient machines AKA 'Silicanths'. Dishonorably discharged from the Coastlandia Police Department for disobeying an order to shoot an unarmed alter-human, Karl has been helping the poor and downtroddent get back on their feet at the Department of Sentient Services. Till one day a case goes horrible sideways and and Karl is drawn into a sordid conspiracy that could threaten the very fabric of Human-Robot-Hybrid civilization.
Neofeud, now with 80% more time-travel. (No, you don't need to pre-order)
"This skycar, see it ain't even a skycar, really. uts a hole in the universe, like pulling up the flap of a tarp. I ain't no high-fallutin cosmo-physicist, but this thing be warping the spacetime shit around it, giving the middle finger to gravity. Einstein be straight turnin' in his grave. Hot silver and deep black, like mercury falling into a black hole."
"I was just cooking me new radius on the BBQ and this thing comes flying in. Damn thing causes a rucus, but it's like, none of these meaties- I mean nice human peoples could see it. They's all just ramblin' about, getting' to they's Jammy Juice and Rumba Classes, not even rubberneckin' nothing. One fat office lady even drop a wad of credit chits in my tin can, walk right past the damn magic-8-ball Star Trek thing. Even had two human cops walking down the street. Cops, just like them cops."
"What cops?"
"Behind you, them cops. Wait, how come they ain't got no badges? And why they pulling guns, oh shit!"
"Ma'am, do you have a permit to record video in this district?"
"What are you talking about, there's no law on the books that says-"
"We're going to need to confiscate that camera."
"But it's surgically attached to my face, you can't- AAAAHHHHH!!!!" (wet crunch).
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