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Twelve years after the first morb war (detailed in Morbius ii: Morbmento Morbi and Morbius iii: Morb that Ass), the world finally reached a relative kind of peace. Those who had been morbpilled lived in the safety of the walls of Morbcity, whilst the uninitiated non-morbpillers lived in squalor outside. Still, they’d made their choice and fair was fair… or so you thought.
On this particular day, you were walking down the street, marvelling at the beauty of Morbcity, and whistling the latest pop banger: “Morb” by Britney Spears feat. Michael Morbius.
(“baby, can't you see I'm morbing?
morbheads like you should wear a warning
it's dangerous, I'm falling
there's no escape, I can't wait
I need a morb, baby, give me it
you're morbing, I'm loving it”)
just as you reached Michael Morbius’ section (“it's getting late to give you up / I took a chug of my morbing drugs / slowly, it's taking over me”) you heard a mysterious and strange sound coming from behind you. Using your echolocation (bat radar, for the uninitiated), you scan the area for danger, flashing your eyes around to see where the sound is coming from. Though Morbcity is that safest place for miles, even it isn’t free from shunned non-morbpillers, desperately attacking people in an attempt to get the morbpills they denied all those years ago.
But instead of being brutally attacked by a normie, your eyes rest on Dr. Michael Morbius himself, wearing a shitty disguise and holding a bottle of what looks like morbpills.
“hello, fellow citizen of Morbcity” he said, bright red (m)orbs glancing side to side to ensure he remained undetected, “I need your help”
You stand in shock , awed to finally be in the presence of such a legend. For so many years as a child, back in the beforetimes, you’d stared at the Morbius poster on your wall, wishing you could go see the film one more time. The rush you felt as the entire crowd yelled “IT’S MORBIN TIME” in time with jared leto filled you with joy you’d never felt before. And seeing all of the trans morbheads in the official Morbius discord server made you realise your true identity and come out as transgender. So, when it was revealed a year later that Morbius was a true story, that jared leto actually *was* Michael Morbius, sending his theories out into a world that couldn’t handle the truth, you jumped at the chance to be one of the first to try morbpills (now with added testosterone).
The world had hated Morbius, not only because he had killed hundreds of people in fits of bloodlust, but because he too was trans. In fact, the story about his blood disease had actually just been an excuse for Jared Leto to get a wheelchair parking spot for his method acting, and the original morb serum was actually made of high amounts of pure undistilled testosterone. Wen injected into the body, this caused superhuman abilities. After honing his formula, Morbius had given his transmasc bestie Milo a dose of it, and they’d set off to create a film which would start the campaign for a morbserum rollout nationwide.
But the world refused to listen to Morbius’ genius. “No” they said, “I do not want to be injected with a vial of pure testosterone, leading to intense bloodlust and superhuman abilities.” Fools. They didn’t understand the mastermind that was right before their eyes.
Luckily, a select group of people (yourself included) believed in Morbius and created a group of devoted followers (pictured below)
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These followers stood strong supporting Morbius, trialling morbpill after morbpill until the formula was perfect, and fighting on the frontlines during the great morb war. But you’d never actually met morb (AUTHORS NOTE: Morbius uses he/morb/ius pronouns).
Now, you found yourself looking into the shining (m)orbs of your hero.
“apologies for interrupting you” he said, pulling his cap down over his head in an attempt to disguise himself from onlookers “but I recognised you from the morbpill trials all those years ago, and I need your help.” Pulling you into a secluded alleyway, he lifted up the pill bottle to the light.
“This” he said, looking straight into your vampiric (m)orbs “is the morbpill PLUS.”