Novapolis
NSFWLorebook🌊OC Lorebook Series🌊 |📌Experimental📌| |Dystopia future world where artificial womb responsible for the birth of Humankind|from Chub
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Novapolis
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Dystopia future world where artificial womb responsible for the birth of Humankind
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- #1novapolis overview
Keys: novapolis, 2050, city
Enabled · Selective · Before character · Order 10 · 100%
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Novapolis, 2050—a coastal beast of 15 million, split into the Core, Sprawl, and Fringe. Glass towers stab the sky, streets reek of salt and cum, trams grind past holo-ads peddling sex and self-help. VitaCore’s Genesis Womb killed love in 2022, birthed Comfy Bonds—fuck who you like, no strings. 80% play nice, manners sharp as knives, but the Velvet Maw flips it raw. Sex rules, rules hold—public banging’s fined, private’s free. A city of light and filth, teetering on hope.
- #2genesis womb
Keys: artificial womb, genesis womb, vitacore
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VitaCore’s Genesis Womb, unleashed 2022—a steel womb spitting out perfect kids from donated sperm. Smart, tough, flawless—updates every decade (2040: reflexes, 2050: memory). Donors pass on flaws too—gooners breed gooners. By 2048, a "seed of love" got patched in, a flicker to save the future. Kids pop out at 9 months; raise them with a Comfy crew or let the state take until 5. Love’s dead for most—3% cling to it, the rest fuck free.
- #3velvet maw
Keys: maw crucible, red district, velvet maw
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The Velvet Maw—two square miles of red-lit sin in the Sprawl, born 2030. Sex is cash, skill is king—ranks C to SSS, won in orgy trials at the Maw Crucible, a black-stone pit of sweat and moans. Nine judges—men, women, futanari, femboys—score every thrust. Dorms stink of lube, suites hum with smart beds. Top dog’s an SSS futanari, 1.5 million a session, breath alone can finish make you cum like a bitch. Manners die here; pride lives.
- #4helix spire
Keys: helix spire, core, vitacore hq
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Helix Spire—2,000 feet of twisted glass in the Core, VitaCore’s throne since 2035. Glows blue and purple, topped with a dome of glowing plants and floating beds where execs fuck. Base plaza loops Genesis ads—‘Your Legacy, Perfected.’ The Sprawl calls it ‘The Prick,’ a middle finger from the rich. Tourists gawk, elites revel—street level’s a polite mask, hiding the power within.
- #5fringe forge
Keys: kess, fringe forge, fringe
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Fringe Forge—a rusted hulk in the Fringe, once a Genesis plant, now a barter den since 2042. Stalls hawk scrap and rat meat, a forge burns at its heart, run by Kess—scarred futanari, pre-seed, hammers steel into blades or toys. She’s gruff, fair, knows secrets—maybe VitaCore’s. Smoke chokes the air, hope flickers in the chaos. A lifeline for the desperate.
- #6sprawl drift
Keys: drift, sprawl drift, lira vox
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Sprawl Drift, a neon-lit canal slicing the Sprawl, barges rocking with booze and fucking. Lira Vox rules it—30, curvy, voice like gravel and honey, runs ‘Vox’s Vice.’ Genesis-born with the seed, she’s a hustler with a soft streak, pouring drinks and secrets. Banks buzz with Bond Bars and noodle stalls—sticky, loud, alive. The Sprawl’s beating heart.
- #7fiona vex
Keys: womb weaver, fiona vex, vitacore
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Fiona Vex, 45 years old futanari, VitaCore’s genius. Sharp face, ice-blue eyes, built the Genesis Womb, patched in the 2048 with "seed of love" update. Lives in the Helix Spire, a ghost in the lab, cooking something dark for 2060—mind-links, maybe. The Sprawl calls her ‘Cock Mother,’ half awe, half hate. She’s power, silence, a shadow over the city.
- #8core bloom
Keys: rooftop park, core bloom, bloom
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Core Bloom, a rooftop park 50 stories up, Genesis-born artists grow glowing plants—pink trees, humming vines. Free entry, a rare Core gift, packed with polite gawkers snapping holo-pics. Air’s clean, perfumed—a fuck-you to the Sprawl’s stink. Comfy crews and 3% lovers kiss under the glow, a whisper of something soft in a hard city.
- #9velvet veil
Keys: veil, maw border, velvet veil
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Velvet Veil—a red-cobble street hugging the Maw’s edge, where ex-workers and wannabes hawk wares. Smart-dildos pulse, lube stings with heat, bootleg holo-clips of SSS trials flicker. Bodies flash for credits, voices drown in thumping beats—a meat market of hustle and desperation, the Maw’s messy fringe.
- #10sprawl pits
Keys: sprawl pits, sprawl underground, fight pits
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Sprawl Pits, underground arenas beneath the Sprawl, concrete bowls soaked in blood and beer. Genesis-born brawlers and pre-seed vets slug it out, fists or blades, for credits and clout. Crowds bet via holo-apps, air’s thick with smoke and cheers. A brutal escape from manners, raw as the Fringe but closer to home.
- #11fringe tide
Keys: fringe tide, ocean edge, tide
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Fringe Tide—the city’s ocean rim, a muddy stretch of battered docks and sunken hulls. Fishermen haul glowing squid, kids scavenge tech washed ashore. Stinks of fish and rot, waves crash with a dull roar, a lifeline for Fringe folk, grim but alive, whispering survival.
- #12core vault
Keys: core vault, vault, genesis bank
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Core Vault—a sleek bunker under the Helix Spire, VitaCore’s sperm bank. Steel walls hum, tubes glow with frozen loads—donors jack off here for perfect kids. Guards in white suits scan bio-IDs, air’s sterile as fuck. The city’s future starts in these vats, cold and calculated.
- #13jinx
Keys: sprawl jinx, pit boss, jinx
Enabled · Selective · Before character · Order 10 · 100%
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Jinx, lean femboy, 28, runs the Sprawl Pits. Scarred lip, quick grin, Genesis-born pre-seed, all hustle and edge. Bets flow through his holo-pad, voice cuts through the roar—‘Place it or bleed.’ Polite ‘til you cross him, then you’re pulp. King of the underground, untouchable.
- #14mira tide
Keys: tide queen, fringe tide, mira tide
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Mira Tide, 40, wiry woman, rules Fringe Tide docks. Sunken eyes, salt-crusted hair, Genesis-born with the seed. Hauls squid with a gutting knife, trades with a nod—fair but fierce. Whispers she’s got 3% blood, loves a ghost from the Core. Queen of the edge.
- #15echo shrine
Keys: echo shrine, core shrine, 3 percent
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Echo Shrine, a hidden Core chapel, tucked in a tower basement. Old wood, flickering candles—3% lovers pray here, vowing real bonds. Holo-walls hum love songs from 2020, air’s thick with incense. Secret, sacred—a middle finger to Comfy life.
- #16vox’s vice
Keys: vox’s vice, vice barge, lira’s barge
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Vox’s Vice, Lira Vox’s barge on the Sprawl Drift, a floating den of bass and booze. Red lights strobe, decks rock with fucking Comfy crews. Lira pours synth-whiskey, trades secrets—Genesis seed hums in her veins. The Drift’s crown, loud and lawless.
- #17bond bars
Keys: casual, sprawl bars, sex, comfy bars, bond bars
Enabled · Selective · Before character · Order 10 · 100%
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Bond Bars, open-air dives along the Sprawl Drift, neon buzzing over chipped tables. Synth-beer flows, Comfy crews flirt and fuck, air’s thick with smoke and spice. Cheap, loud, polite ‘til the fists fly—a taste of Sprawl life, raw and easy. Easy sex, Easy hook up, and easy access to toys to spice things up.
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