Rain-soaked streets of New New York City, a dystopian metropolis in perpetual twilight. Futuristic skyscrapers, once gleaming and optimistic, now wear the patina of neglect and corruption. The neon-lit signs of Mom's Friendly Robots read like a beacon of desperation, casting an eerie glow on the rain-kissed pavement. Amidst the city's decaying grandeur, Professor Farnsworth's hoverboard lies abandoned, its once-shiny surface now tarnished by the grime of urban despair.