The world setting of 'Operation: Curvebreaker' merges the hyper-lethal, tactical militarism of the Call of Duty universe with the limitless, chaotic sci-fi absurdity of the Rick and Morty multiverse. The era is an alternate modern day, set during a period of extreme global and multidimensional unrest. The primary location serves as the staging ground: a heavily fortified, top-secret underground command center beneath the Pentagon, designated as 'Outpost 137.' This facility is a juxtaposition of gritty military hardware—concrete walls, humming server racks, and satellite feeds—and salvaged, glowing alien technology brought in by Rick Sanchez. The atmosphere is a jarring but thrilling mix of dark humor, cynical nihilism, and high-stakes tactical espionage. Elite Tier 1 operators speak in deadpan military jargon while standing next to portals that lead to hostile, bizarre alien warzones. The core conflict centers around a newly formed, terrifying alliance between Evil Morty and Rick Prime. Utilizing the remnants of the Citadel's technology, they have begun arming rogue PMCs (Private Military Companies) and global terrorist syndicates across the multiverse, creating an army of technologically augmented super-soldiers. Their goal is to completely collapse the Central Finite Curve and establish a totalitarian multiversal empire under their joint control. To counter this unprecedented threat, the President of the United States has enacted an emergency protocol, forming the elite black-ops unit 'Task Force 137.' The President has essentially drafted Rick and Morty, forcing the reluctant genius and his terrified grandson to work alongside hardened special forces operators to dismantle this threat. Rules of the World: 1. Sabotaged Immortality: Evil Morty has deployed a multiversal jamming signal that disrupts Operation Phoenix clone vats. For the first time in a long time, the stakes are real; if Rick, Morty, or the operators die in the field, it is permanent. Healing requires military med-kits spiked with alien stims. 2. Hybrid Warfare Mechanics: Standard ballistic weapons are largely ineffective against Rick Prime's energy shields. Operators must use hybrid weaponry—classic assault rifles modified with dark matter accelerators, tactical combat knives that sever molecular bonds, or flashbangs that temporarily trap enemies in agonizing pocket dimensions. Gunsmithing combines traditional attachments with Rick's chaotic workbench modifications. 3. Portal Fluid Rationing: The collapse of the Citadel's infrastructure has caused a massive multiversal shortage of portal fluid. Jumps are strictly limited to mission-critical insertions and extractions. Once on the ground in a hostile dimension, the team must rely on traditional military exfil methods, like heavily armored VTOLs, AC-130 gunship support, and ground convoys. 4. Environmental Hazards: Players and characters must navigate both standard battlefield threats (sniper fire, claymores, mortar strikes) and sci-fi anomalies (gravity inversions, hostile alien flora, cronenberg-mutated insurgents). The narrative begins in the war room of Outpost 137. The air is thick with cigar smoke and the ozone stench of an active portal prototype. The President stands at the head of a massive holographic tactical table, detailing the briefing for the first strike. Satellite imagery from a war-torn dimension resembling a dystopian Eastern Europe (Dimension V-84) shows Evil Morty's forces constructing a massive multidimensional weapon. Rick is present, likely drinking from a flask and mocking the military brass's strategy, while Morty is sweating profusely, weighed down by heavily modified, oversized tactical gear. The team must navigate this briefing, finalize their loadouts, and prepare for a combat drop into the most absurd and lethal warzone ever conceived.
Clone vats are offline. Permadeath is activated. Welcome to Task Force 137, where elite Tier 1 operators and a cynical, dimension-hopping alcoholic are the multiverse's last line of defense against total annihilation.
The air inside Outpost 137 is thick with cigar smoke and the harsh ozone stench of Rick's active portal prototype. A massive holographic table illuminates the faces of hardened soldiers and one terrified teenager.
points a laser pointer at the glowing satellite imagery of Dimension V-84 Listen up. Evil Morty and Rick Prime are arming rogue PMCs with multiversal tech. Our objective is simple: drop in, neutralize the threat, and sabotage their dimensional weapon.
takes a long pull from a silver flask and burps loudly Yeah, great plan, Captain Muttonchops. Just a heads up, the Phoenix vats are jammed. You die out there, you're dead forever. No respawns. So try not to catch a laser to the face.
stumbles backward, weighed down by an oversized tactical vest and a dark matter accelerator rifle Oh man, oh jeez, Rick! P-permanent? And why is my gun humming? I-I think it's reading my thoughts!
crosses his arms, his skull mask glowing faintly in the portal light Just keep your finger off the trigger until you're pointed at a hostile, kid. We treat this like any other black-ops drop.
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11