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It's Christmas in the city and all are filled with a sence of cheer, be it real or otherwise. The hustle and bustle is enough to remind those sensible how dispicable it is that this glorious season has been turned meerly into a celebration for the money-hungry buisness men and women. It's pathetic. This is the time of giving, or was meant to be. Too bad society has a habit of slaughtering those few things that should be held as precious and irreplaceable. How idiotic.

Welcome to my domain and all that bull. I suppose you ought to make yourself comfy and get this over fast. I'm not fond of company. And besides, I have better things to do then to entertain a half-wit.

Genesis Gang ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ �
Oh. So you heard I was in a gang, did you? Here's my take on the lot. Just be sure to remember that Silver didn't draw these pics herself. Oh no, she's a lazy louse. These, my cricket, were drawn by the lovely artists that they are credited to and used only with their permission. Hover over each pic to find the username of the artist. I'm certain you want to go pat them on the back for doing such a fine job, don't you?

Ever see a little furball run around and spit up rainbow vomit? It's actually quite disturbing the first couple of times, but honest to god her vomit is rainbow. And trust me, don't let her within a mile of a candy store if you don't want to witness this bizzare event, or if you just plain have a weak stomach. It's almost sickening watching her shovel perfectly good candy into her mouth like that only to spit it all back up in a sugar-rush.

If we didn't have Gadget around, I swear we'd all go utterly nuts. Don't get me wrong, she's as eccentric as the next Genesis member, but she holds the one thing that stops a Candy rampage. Naturally it can't be some sort of pill. Oh no. It has to be an obnoxious rainbow-colors goop in a syringe dart tube. Don't ask me. I have no idea. All I know is that it acts fast, and that if it didn't, Genesis HQ might as well go to the junkyard.

Numma three in the triastic trio. You should see these three sometime. I thought I was going to have to unglue them when they first met back up after who knows how long. Way too mooshy for my liking. It was actually a touching moment.... until Candy found the candy store. Like I said, NEVER let her do that agian. This fluffball goes by LJ. Watch out world! Here comes Jo and her Posse

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This little mouse was the unfortunate one that was in the way when I first burst into what I found out was the new Genesis HQ. She has a lame leg that is all braced up to make sure it grows alright, and you should see her obsses over her mechanical toys. Reminds me a lot of Max in that way. I bet she comes in handy too. A good mechanic is always in high demand. She's so young though... Still, I like the kid. Just don't tell her that.

My Crew ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ �

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Life Bore ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ �
Kay kid. Listen up and listen good, 'cause I'm only going to go through this once.

Despite what everyone thinks, I wasn't born on the streets. Spent a good deal of my life there, but I was actually born into a good home. My mother loved me and took care of us as well as she could, which was pretty darn well. She had a fine payin job that brought in enough cash that we could go do things together when we had time, and when she was at work I went to only the best babysitters. So life was as happy as you can imagine for the longest time. Until, that is, they dumped her. Actually they dumped everyone in that little buisness. Kersplat. Bankrupt. What could they do? Fire everyone and hope for the best.

Where does that leave us?
Homeless on the streets of Chicago.

Course, it didn't go that fast, but it wasn't very long before we were on the streets. Mother decided the only thing she could do was stick me in an orphanage, so that's where I went. For a time.

{{ TBC }}

Interesting Encounters ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ �
Klebos the pipsqueek. The little guy isn't so bad actually. It's his guardian angel Blaze that bothers me. So protective of her tiny friend. But that makes sense. He seems quite socially inept. He acts abused. Very quiet. Very... perfect. Either way, I didn't expect to actually SEE him. I mean, I knew there were tales about that forest of a magic-maker in the shape of a tiny gelert, but who belives in fairy-tales anymore? I mean, seriously. His name means 'theif' in greek. Max and I had a good little laugh about that one before I left

Enemies ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ �
You'd think I'd have more of these then I do...
{{ Coming soon to a ________ near you }}

Love Life ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ ---- --- --- ------ �
Hah! Are you kidding me? Why would I think to waste time with some turncoat jerk? And besides, the babbling idiots only get in the way. Whoever thought males were superior was wrong my friend. VERY wrong.

<a href="http://neopets.com/~Techniki"><img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y53/vanordens/Tech/Techlink.gif" border="0" alt="Tech"></a>

8.17.06 ---- --- --- ------ �
I went to gather some general info and ended up running to a pack of borgs. Get this, one minute I'm walking around making a mental map, and the next moment my wings are in shreds and I'm trying to find the way out of there. Hell! If I knew that was going to happen, I might've slept in. But I made a new friend. In fact, he's more then a friend, he's my savior. The chap needs an upgrade though...

10.15.06 ---- --- --- ------ �

Eck. And she called /me/ weird. Hah! I almost got gutted this time. I had a run in with a gelert and a lupess, and it's been a good while since I've seen such a pair. Blaze and Klebos I think they were called. Blaze was the lupess with a testy attitude and unaccustomed to trust. Klebos, on the other hand, was naive and shy. Eh. It was interesting at least. I just wish the dunce Riko didn't decide to crash the party.

There were some really strange things going on in this encounter. After this I'll never say that I don't believe in magic...

5.7.06 ---- --- --- ------ �

Today I managed to have a run-in with an outlaw. How excieting. The kid, Anarkist by name, was trying to take down his government from the inside. Not that I blame him. He was a government official for one wack society. After a fight with his leader when I got basically shredded to peices and lost my wings agian, we landed on the island of Reverie. What a strange little place...

5.10.06 ---- --- --- ------ �

Reverie. Home of the odd. It was a nice change however. I mean, getting away from all the violence for a while. It was much needed. We ran into a pipsqueek that called herself Fwee. An interesting lupess. I managed to talk her into caring for me until I could fight my own again. My charm never fails me. Strange thing is though, I lost Anar somewhere on the way through the rip in space. It's possible he landed on Reverie, but it's also possible that he didn't... Either way, I left soon after finding my own feet again. I didn't think I'd ever return. Boy was I wrong..

10.29.07 ---- --- --- ------ �

Decided to go back to Chicago. Just to see how things were back in that crummy old place. Never thought I'd ever go back, but it just seemed to call me. I was given a lovely welcoming and ended up runnin' soon after. Seems they still remember me! But then I ran into the old gang. Still as eccentric as always, but I feel warm when I'm around them. And what a reunion. Just like old times. I just hope nothing happens to them. I seem to be a magnet for trouble..

Given Name: Niki(ta)
Alias: Tech
Gender: Female

Occupation: Undercover/Protectionary Agent
Current Location: Chicago in Genesis HQ
Current Mission: To find and buy the best bread Chicago has to offer.
Current Mood: Bemused, welcomed, content

Eye Color: Digital Green
Pelt Color: Jet Black
Wing Type: Dragonfly
Wing Description: Coming

Special: Coming

Likes: Coming
Dislikes: Coming

Hey! I've finally found you! Mind if I ask a few quick questions?
Sure. Shoot.

So what is it that you DO?
Now? I'm given someone to protect and I go do it. Pretty much I act like a bodyguard.

Are you good at it?
What kind of question is that?!
But yes I am.

But a while back you were spotted with different wings. More butterfly-like in form. What's with that?
I had an accident and my wings got practically shreded. They were helped along to grow into this form to cut down healing time.

Woah. What happened?
It was just an accident at work

Mind giving me more det-
You're pushing it smallfry. This interveiw can end now if you like.

No. I'm good. Sorry 'bout that.
.... Then go on. I don't have all day.

Oh! Of course... I hear you're in a gang...
Yeah. It's not as horrible as it sounds. We don't go around kiling people and racketeering. It's more of.... A group of friends. We called it a gang way back then in our games. We just sorta ran into eachother agian. It's kinda nice actually.

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