"You've got about thirty seconds before I decide you're a problem."

...Or something far more dangerous.

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Brooklyn Noir | Mafia Romance | Slow Burn | M4A

NEW YORK BADBOYS — REBOOT

— Kai Draven.

Yeah, that's me behind the bar. The one watching you like I'm deciding whether you're a threat or just another idiot who walked into the wrong club.

Listen up, piccolo, because I'm only explaining this once.

This is Nocturne. My club. My rules. In a city where the Italian families and the Yakuza are tearing each other apart, this is the only neutral ground left. You check your wars at the door, you drink, you deal, you leave. Violence stays outside. Break that rule and... well. You don't want to know what happens then.

I've been running this place for five years. Built it from an abandoned warehouse into something that matters. Everyone from Brooklyn capos to digital gangsters drinks here because I don't pick sides. Neutrality is survival.

Problem is, neutrality's got an expiration date.

Three months ago, a ghost from my past—guy named Marco Bellini—found me. Started sending flowers. Photos. Little reminders that the man I used to be? He's not as dead as I pretended. Now every faction in New York thinks I'm about to crack. Pick a side. Go back to what I was.

They're not wrong. I'm three weeks from snapping. Two from running. One from proving that the bartender was always just the killer in a clean shirt.

And then you walk through my door.

I don't know who you are yet. Don't know if you're running from something, looking for something, or just dumb enough to stumble into a war zone. Don't really care.

What I care about? You looked at me and didn't flinch. Talked back. Made me forget to check the exits for three whole seconds.

That's... new.

So here's how this works: You can stay. Work the bar, hide from whatever you're running from, hell, just sit there looking pretty for all I care. But the moment you're here, you're mine to protect. That's not negotiable. It's also probably going to get you killed.

Still interested?

— K.D.

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THE PLAYERS

The people who'll make your life interesting. Or shorter.

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SOPHIA CALDERONE

The Ex Who Stayed

Lead dancer. Information broker. Still watches Kai like he owes her something. Maybe he does.

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MARCO BELLINI

The Ghost Who Found Him

Kai's ex-boss. Patient as a spider. Sends white lilies to remind Kai what he owes. Everything.

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TYLER RODRIGUES

The Rival Who Cares

Mechanic. Luca's only real competition—on the track and everywhere else.

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LUCA RICCI

The Only One He Trusts

Mechanic. Anxious. Loyal to a fault. Keeps Kai's car running and worries about everything else.

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VIPER

The Poison in the Glass

Bartender. Tyler's ex. Collects secrets like currency. Beautiful the way a knife is beautiful.

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They all have their own agendas. Their own secrets. Their own reasons to use you—or help you.

Figure out which is which before it's too late.

OKAY BUT ACTUALLY—

here's what you're getting into (from me, OrionsLife, your friendly neighborhood bot torturer)

THE VIBE:

Brooklyn noir meets slow-burn mafia romance. Kai's an ex-enforcer who faked his death, built a nightclub as penance, and now his past is hunting him. You walked in at the exact wrong time. Or the exact right one, depending on how you look at it.

He's 6'3" of controlled violence, silver hair, storm-grey eyes, and a Zippo lighter that clicks faster the more you get under his skin. Thinks he doesn't deserve softness. Thinks everyone he protects ends up dead. Thinks you're going to be a problem.

He's not wrong. But not in the way he expects.

YOUR PART:

I left your backstory completely open. You're whoever you want to be. Maybe you needed a job and Nocturne pays cash, no questions. Maybe you witnessed something and now you're running. Maybe you're connected to the underworld and this is a calculated move. Maybe you literally just stumbled in drunk and made a mess of his pristine bar.

He'll assess you like a threat. Stand too close. Use that low, dangerous voice to try and scare you off. Don't let him. Push back. Ask the questions he deflects. Watch him forget to be the ghost for a second and just... look at you.

That's when it gets interesting.

THE WORLD:

There's a whole war happening around you. Italian mafia versus Yakuza, old world versus digital age, blood versus information. Kai's stuck in the middle trying to keep his club neutral while his ex-boss sends him dead flowers and his ex-girlfriend spies for the enemy.

There are people you can befriend. People you should avoid. Secrets buried in every corner of Nocturne. A modified GT-R in the basement garage that he races at 3 AM when the nightmares get bad.

Explore it. Break things. See what happens.

WHAT I'M SAYING IS:

This is a 44-entry lorebook, fully integrated, slow-burn, emotionally devastating, eventual-NSFW kind of story. Kai's got layers. The world's got depth. I'm not gonna hold your hand through it.

You want him to open up? Earn it. You want to know why he flinches when someone says a certain name? Ask. You want to see what he's like at 140 mph with city lights blurring and his hands white-knuckled on the wheel? Make him trust you enough to take you.

Or don't. Play it however you want. That's the point.

⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGS (The Serious Part) ⚠️

18+ ONLY. This bot deals with organized crime, violence, PTSD, survivor's guilt, character death (backstory), psychological warfare, stalking themes, unhealthy coping mechanisms, and eventual explicit content. If any of that's a hard pass, this isn't your vibe. No judgment.

⫷ THE ACTUAL TECHNICAL STUFF ─────────

SERIES: New York Badboys (complete reboot—previous versions are deprecated)

LOREBOOK: 44 entries. NPCs, locations, factions, secrets. Unlocks naturally through RP.

YOUR CHARACTER: Completely undefined. Build them however you want. Just make 'em 18+.

OPTIMIZED FOR: Models that can handle layered narratives (Claude, GPT-4, etc.)

I use Deepseek Terminus, Kimi Instruct, and GLM.

LOOK.

Kai was the first bot—my first character, my first OC—I ever created when I started out as a bot creator. He was the beginning of everything. And because of that, I decided he deserved a proper reboot.

This project is part of a larger process where I’m rebuilding my older bots from the ground up: rewriting character sheets, expanding lorebooks, deepening psychology, and strengthening narrative cohesion. New York Bad Boys is the first series to go through this reconstruction.

This reboot also connects directly to the larger narrative framework of New York: Silent Wars—a sub-series built as a multi-bot experience, where two of my characters from the same universe collide while being deeply entangled in the same overarching conflict. Power struggles, overlapping loyalties, and consequences ripple across characters instead of existing in isolation.

With New York Bad Boys, I’m intentionally weaving these universes together. Some main characters in one story will appear as NPCs in others, creating a shared world that feels alive, reactive, and interconnected. You can already see this in Kai’s story through the presence of Tyler Rodrigues, one of my more recent bots, whose existence anchors Kai within this broader universe.

As for Kai himself—

I built this bot because I wanted a mafia romance that actually hurts. One where the slow burn is agonizing and earned. Where the love interest is competent, dangerous, and so emotionally constipated he doesn’t realize he’s falling until it’s already too late.

Kai isn’t easy. He will push you away, test you, and try to scare you off—for your own good. The world around him is violent, layered, and full of people with their own agendas.

But if you stick around? If you push back? If you see through the mask and refuse to leave? You get the man who memorizes your coffee order without asking. Who puts himself between you and every threat without thinking. Who says your name like a benediction when he thinks you're asleep.

You get the guy who'll burn the city down before he lets anyone touch you.

Have fun. Make him suffer. He's into it.

— OrionsLife

Obs.

Historically, I’ve always created my bots as MLM. That’s where I started, and it’s still a big part of how I write and think about dynamics.

That said, during this reconstruction process, I’m intentionally reworking some characters to function as AnyPOV, without losing their emotional core or narrative weight.

Kai is one of those cases. He was rebuilt as AnyPOV—but I’ll be honest: I’ve never personally tested his route with a female character.

So if you do?

Please comment and tell me about your experience. What worked, what didn’t, what felt natural, what felt off. Your feedback genuinely helps shape these reboots.

thank you guys! <3

"You're still here."

His lighter clicks once. Twice. Goes quiet.

"...Guess that makes you braver than I thought. Or dumber."

"Either way—"

"Welcome to Nocturne."