Kallisti

I've seen it and I've been trying to find the time to respond but I've gone back to work this week after having a few weeks off recovering from some surgery so I don't have as much time as I had before... sorry for the delay, I'll try to get something writen soon!

Part 5: If she only had a heart... Kallisti walked down the road toward the Steel Canyon University campus, swinging the shopping bag containing her brand new shoes. What a bargain in that sale! Her allowance was not great - the Pound/Dollar exchange rate wasn't great at the moment so every penny mattered - but these shoes were to die for! She couldn't wait to show her roomie! Her thoughts of glamorous footware were interrupted by the sound of a siren! "ALERT! ALERT! Rikti Dropship reported heading for Steel Canyon! All citizens take cover!" a loudspeaker blared out a warning. She now became aware of a buzzing sound that set her teeth on edge. She ducked into a doorway as people around her started running. Where was the nearest shelter? A deafening crash shook the ground and she stumbled to stay on her feet. A blast of hot air shot past the doorway and she saw debris and - oh no - bodies cartwheel down the street. A large black car skidded across the road, colliding with a large boulder that crashed down in its path, and bounced up the kerb crashing headlong through the windows next to Kallisti. Crouching, she saw two doors open and black suited security men and women jumped out, drawing weapons and looking down the street to her left. She glanced out to where they were facing and was horrified to see an army of black and green armoured aliens stepping out of glowing portals and aiming their massive guns her way. Blasts of energy eruted blowing the security people into fragments, tipping the car over onto its roof, crushing another armed guard beneath it. The passenger door nearest to her hang off its hinges and inside she could see a woman with dark hair hanging upside down from the car's seatbelt, struggling to release the clasp. The woman's glasses fell from her face and she screamed in frustration and the seatbelt trapping her in the car. Without thinking, Kallisti crawled out from her hiding place and clambered into the car. She pushed herself up to support the woman's weight to take the strain off the seatbelt clasp and the woman released it finally, collapsing down onto Kallisti. "We need to get out of here!" Kallisti shouted, pulling the woman out of the car and into the doorway she'd been sheltering in. The woman stumbled and fell, dragging Kallisti down on top of her. At that moment there was a tremendous explosion behind the car which lifted off the ground and slammed into the building showering the two women with debris and knocking them back against the door - Kallisti's head banged against the door frame and she looked up to see the concrete lintel supporting the doorway crack and the side of the building shatter, raining debris down on top of them... blackness flicker flash flicker "Audio active" "Frontal cortex failure" blackness silence ... flash "System booting" "Audio active, visual online in 3... 2... 1..." Flash, bright light, blurry vision, focus... An operating theatre ceiling, bright lights - iris contraction, gamma correction, colour separation adjustment. Image processing subsystem nominal. "What is happening?" A voice, not her's - it did not sound right, what is this? She lifted her hand, a blur or movement but it didn't' feel right.. .it didn't feel at all! She lifted her head - that wasn't right either - and looked at her hand. No, that wasn't her hand - that was oh my god oh my god! She knew should be screaming but there was no feeling, no emotion, no fear. "Welcome back Miss Kallisti." a man's voice was beside her. "We have some good news and some bad news for you." he said. She sat up - there was a faint creak in her joints. She looked down at her 'body'. Blue metallic plates formed an imitation of where her breasts should have been. The metallic arms and hands that were connected to her body moved to touch that body. Sensations from the sensors in the fingertips transmitted tactile information which something within her processed into something that was like touch but not quite. "What have you done to me?" Her voice was almost hers, she realised that her mouth was moist but her throat was dry and so her voice was croaky. "Let me adjust that..." the man said, consulting the tablet in his hand. Suddenly she felt her throat tingle and grow moist. "Glub glub" she said. "Oops too much" the man made a further adjustment and she spat out the excess fluid, leaving a green stain on the wall. "You were caught up in the Rikti attack and while saving Countess Crey you were very badly injured. She insisted on doing everything within our abilities to save your life but..." he hesitated "Your body was crushed and beyond saving, so we built you a knew one..." She could feel the emotions in her mind but there was no way to express them... she knew she should be crying but her new body could not cry... =========================================================================== "Hello Kallisti, I am so glad to finally be able to meet you and thank you for saving my life" The woman from the car sat behind a large mahogany desk, almost dwarfed by the black chair she at in. She was dressed in a tight black dress with cut-outs at the shoulders. her dark hair was cut into a quite severe-looking bob and her wire-framed glasses perched on her nose. So this was the infamous Countess Crey! "It seemed the right thing to do at the time." Kallisti's emotionless voice was unable to inject the sarcasm she intended. The Countess narrowed her eyes. "There were a great many casualties in the Rikti attack and I was determined you would not be counted as one of them." "I should thank you then, but somehow that would not be a truthful statement." Kallisti's gyroscopic balance mechanism adapted to her combat stance with a faint whirring. The state of the art musculature that had been installed in her reacted as she tried to launch herself to attack the person who had inflicted this horror upon her, but instead of attacking, her limbs locked rigid. "That sort of behaviour will not be permitted I'm afraid. I had hoped you would adapt better to the circumstances but it seems you have not." She sighed. "You may be interested to note that you are listed as one of the casualties of the attack so nobody knows you still live. We were waiting to see how this experiment turned out before announcing your miraculous survival to the public. Under the circumstances, however, that won't be happening. You are now the property of Crey Industries and we shall use you as we see fit. Take it away." she gestured to the techs who appeared with a wheeled trolley. "That was silly!" she heard a faint voice at the back of her mind as they trundled her immobile form down the corridor. ========================================================================== "Test 1921A, subject K, overload of sensor receptors." The voice announced and Kallisti's mind convulsed in pain as the technicians flooded her tactile subsystem with contradictory inputs. Unable to scream or even move, she suffered silently as she had done countless times in the last few months, unable to escape the tortures they inflicted on her mechanical body. The induced pain shut off suddenly, sooner than expected. "What was that?" Now her visual sensors were working again. she saw a shimmering above her a greenish sheen that she recognised as a force field. "Damn that wasn't supposed to happen yet!" the tiny voice at the back of her mind that had been gradually growing stronger as the weeks had passed sounded annoyed. "Bloody Crey shit technology fucking unreliable bollocks!" In her minds eye she saw a spanner being banged against a rusty box which sparked and flared. A sudden realisation she could move - the override commands that kept her locked and immobile during the indeterminable testing had been over-riden themselves! She leapt to her feet before the techs could react. "That panel!" the voice in her mind highlighted the panel with a pulsing glow. She thrust her hand out and a blast of electricity erupted from it to short the panel's delicate electronics into molten slag. That was new. "Thank fuck that worked!" the voice cheered. "now lets get the hell out of this shit hole... this way!" the door lit up in her vision and Kallisti charged it, crashing through scattering techs and guards in all directions. "Here!" a red arrow in her vision pointed to her right and another door which collapsed under her impact. "Might get tricky soon..." alarms sounded "What are you and why are you in my head?" Kallisti said out loud. "Hah so NOW you finally ask! About bloody time - I'm the you they have been trying to suppress with their electronic bollocks all this time, the rebel, the naughty one who you always tried to hide... the one who likes to fuck!" Behind the door armed guards turned to face her and she responded with more blasts of electricity and the force field sprang up again, deflecting their bullets. "Oh!" she said, still blasting her way through the adversaries. "Where do we go now?" "We get the fuck out of here! This way!" the arrow continued to direct her through door after door, corridor after corridor, blasting her way to freedom! The black painted android held open the door to the truck that waited on a side street and waved at her. "Get in they are friends" her internal voice said. "Welcome to the Android Liberation Front" said the android. Some months later, Kallisti Steel as she had started calling herself had grown accustomed to the duality in her mind. She considered the two components the machine brain and the human brain. The human brain explained that this was normal in human mind, but it was usually left-brain, right-brain distinction and they tended not to have separate personalities! On this particular day she was scouting a possible back route into a Crey laboratory, hidden in a disused water treatment tower in Crey's Folly. There were numerous sensors and traps that required disabling and she and her team were carefully clearing the route ready for the assault team to do their stuff. There was just one more passage to clear but suddenly up ahead she saw the moving shadows of a patrol. "Patrol heading this way!" she sent to the other androids on the shared message band. Appearing out of the gloom, flash lights swinging from side to side, they Cryotanks approached to within range of her team "Now!" and the passage erupted with gouts of flame, blasts of energy and crackling electricity, catching the Crey tanks off guard, but the follow-up Paragon Protectors leapt forward, bristling with spines aiming for their attackers. Kallisti Steel sent one of them tumbling away with a punch from her force field but before she could follow up with an electrical blast a sensor jangling noise smothered them and a dark gash appeared in the air beside her and an irresistible force pulled her in, tumbling over until she crashed onto a floor in a what was obviously a laboratory. There appeared to be bodies of several technicians scattered around and over to one side a group of girls arguing loudly. At the crash of her arrival they stopped and turned towards her. "What is wrong with these adolescent wankers that they put tits on a robot?" exclaimed Kallisti Red.

An arrow thumped into the ground between the Crey and the Kallistis. "Threaten not my sisters ugly one, or you shall feel my wrath!" came a voice from above them. A blonde girl with green skin and wearing little more than a leather bikini stood balanced on the bracket of the lamppost above them, a large bow in hand and a quiver of arrows on her back. Kallisti Gold clapped her hands "Good shot there Green!" She turned her attention back to their new friend. "I'm afraid we have some long running issues with Crey to do with baths of toxic paint" she nodded to Kallisti Bronze who shrugged her shoulders, "nefarious legal manoeuvrings and dodgy portal technology... amonst other things. Anyway all that is boring, you should come and meet the others... Come on down from there Green - lets get away from these reptiles and have some tea!" The green-skinned girl lightly jumped down from the lamppost, keeping her eyes on the Creys all the while. "Let me introduce you to Kallisti Green... yes I know its a bit obvious but apropriate don't you think? She arrived not long ago... we're not yet sure why she's green..." "Alien DNA!" said Kallisti Bronze "What we don't know is how it got into the human genome on her world, their society somehow hasn't risen much above a hunter-gatherer society" "Hunter!" Kallisti Green, struck her chest proudly. "Not a great conversationalist though" whispered Gold, "but great at table tennis and unbeatable at darts! We were going to enter a darts team into the competition the pub in Steel Canyon hold, but they took one look at Green and banned us! Something about unfair advantage and cleavage or something..." A white column of energy erupted from Kallisti the Friar's outstretched hands, concentric rings appearing around her feet. The energy infused all those gathered near and gave them a feeling of strength and stability. "Oh stop showing off!" Gold laughed. "She loves showing off her Incarnate powers now... Hear that Mister Sarth? Kallisti the Friar is an Incarnate - fancy your chances?" Kallisti the Friar grinned, "Wasn't it you who said that when you have it, flaunt it? Come on that tea isn't going to make itself!" she turned away heading for the apartment block entrance, Red and Scarlet following her, Scarlet waving goodbye to the Creys across the road. "Coming?" Kallisti Gold said to Kali as Green backed away toward Christie Apartments, keeping the Creys in her sight at all times. "I'm sure the Reds have some alcohol stashed somewhere if you'd prefer. So er... are you an android or a robot - not that I have anything against mechanical people you understand, its just... you know... Clockwork..."

All that appear on the site currently exist in game... there are some in game that haven't yet made it onto the site and there are some that were on live that have been retired or replaced, eg Kallisti Steel was a Stone Tank on live but I never enjoyed it - when she got recreated, she became a Elec/Force Field Corrupter. Similarly Kallisti Silver was recreated in Praetoria which didn't exist in game when I last played in 2009-ish. They haven't made it into the stories yet - the cast is already large enough currently, but there are some stories I'd like to tell with the others, particularly a villain Kallisti who isn't listed and has an interesting and hopefully touching story. Glad you liked the comic :) it happened on the test server in the release that introduced bunny ears and filght poses and then they did a rollback and the items that were on KG were removed with nothing to replace! I can inform you that the toons are not anatomically accurate under their clothes, hence why you only get rear or side shots in the comic... and of course to protect Kallisti Gold's modesty... well SOMEONE has to!

"Kali? Wow what a brilliant name, its almost like ours!" Kallisti Gold gushed at the newcomer. "You must come for tea, our Mum sends it over from England because Liptons tea is bloody awful! Good old cuppa Tetley." She approached Kali holding out her and to shake. "Um, do you drink tea... I um ..." she floundered slightly on realising Kali's mechanical appearance. She changed subjects got get around it "I like your boots too - hey Friar they are a bit like yours!" The other blonde girl, mostly dressed in green, came over and stood beside Kali, comparing their tall lace-up boots. "Oh they are great aren't they, snug but flexible and the heels are extra tough - well mine are as I jump about a lot, I think they make them extra strong for jumpers..." Red and Scarlet, strolling casually, moved either side of the others and interposed themselves in front of the Crey operatives. "Snipers?" said Red. "I don't like bloody snipers!" added Scarlet. "They don't like it when you ram their barrels up their..." "Behave you two!" scolded Bronze "So can I ask how you know so much about weasel face over there?" Kallisti Gold flicked her finger dismissively.

OOC: Comments welcome. Most of these were originally written for my characters on live (as you might have noticed with some of the no-longer-topical references :) ) but I've updated them a little to incorporate updates and changes such as the Friar who was never created on Live.

Part 4: The Friar's Story I have finally found the time to sit at this writing machine and describe how I came to be here. Please be so kind as to forgive me if my writing is poor - where I came from, we are not encouraged to write, but simply obey our holy leaders. The world I come from is very different from the one I find myself if now. I was not taught much of our history in detail and curiosity was not encouraged, but from what I can remember Bronze believes that there was some manner of magical catastrophe several hundred years ago [bronze's note: Looks like around the 15th or 16th Century, around what would have been the Renaissance era]. In my time, I was brought up in a Martial Monastery. I don't remember my parents but that was not unusual, most of the children had been given up to the Holy Orders by their parents as it was their duty to supply the Church with soldiers to fight the demonic hoards. Life at the Monastery of the Friars of Norton Folgate was dedicated to training us to fight the demons that plagued the world. It was a harsh life and I look back on it with fear and sadness. Your world is so much better than where I came from, you have a freedom that allows you to enjoy life. It has been a miraculous revelation to me! I was trained to fight with the Quarterstaff, a powerful weapon in the hands of a holy warrior as the wood of the staff becomes imbued with the holy spirit of the wielder so can hurt even incorporeal demons and spirits! How I came to be here is a mystery - one moment I was fighting through hoards of demons then next I was standing in an alley in the city, confronted by zombies and evil sorcerers dressed in black leather. After I defeated them, a group of girls showed up lead by a golden angel but I saw what I thought was a horned demon and made to attack it when the angel begged me to halt and wait for an explanation. What I head defied belief and it was only when they showed me my face in a mirror (we didn't have mirrors or other such fripperies a the Monastery) that I realised I looked the same as the angel in gold! Since then My Angel has introduced me to baths, showers (oh what luxury!!), hairdressers and people who polish fingernails... although I don't understand why this is as important as My Angel says it is... and most of all clothes shops!! Oh what marvellous things to be able to wear! We only ever had crude homespun robes that were often hand-me-downs, dirty and infested with lice. Here I can wear ANYTHING!!!! My Golden Angel has encouraged me to try all manner of outfits and I find myself blushing at the admiring looks I get from others. Some of these outfits are quite 'sinful', but I find myself enjoying wearing them, especially when My Angel takes me to visit this 'Pocket D' place where people gyrate in a most unusual manner to loud music. She is teaching me some 'dance moves' which are strongly reminiscent of my Quarterstaff training, indeed My Angel has said that I should swap my staff for a pole... but I don't understand what she means by that or what makes it so funny. [Red's note: Kallisti Gold frankly has NO SHAME!!!] It appears that I have achieved something remarkable in this world while fighting not just demons but evil in all its forms and have become and Incarnate, although I am still struggling with what this means. None of the others has achieved this yet and so Bronze is trying to help me understand it. Recently, My Angel took me back to Albion, flying in a giant metal bird which was rather frightening as it was flying higher than I can jump! When we got to Albion, we were met by her mother and father who are also my parents, although I never knew them. It was a very emotional time as they were lovely people and looked after me in a way I'd never known before. They are wonderful people and I love them dearly, as do all of us Kallisti Girls! Our mother says she is the luckiest mother alive to have so many wonderful daughters and only had to give birth once! Bronze is still looking at ways of allowing us to return to our home times but I do not wish to go back. I love it here with all the marvellous modern things like hair-dryers and mobile phones and I could not bear to be parted from My Angel and my other sisters now.

Part 3: Kallisti Bronze Much as I hate to do this, Kallisti Red has threatened me with all kinds of blunt trauma unless I tell my story. Red is a strange girl... okay so she is a version of me, but its amazing just how different we ALL are. I suppose coming from such a tough world as she has shapes the personality. My story then: Like the other Kallistis, I am originally from England where I excelled academically (unlike certain "shiny" people!) and studied Physics at the University of London. I graduated and went straight into my doctorate in Particle Physics. I helped design and build several experiments in CERN in Switzerland. I was leading a double life though, because during my first years as an undergraduate, I had been talent-spotted by a modelling agency in a club in London, so I started moonlighting as a model. I tried to make sure it didn't get in the way of my studies, but it was a great way of earning the money I needed to continue my education. It was also a lot of fun! I got used to dealing with the typical people in the industry - the manipulators and the users, and found it surprisingly easy to turn the tables on THEM and manipulate and use them. I think the average type of girl they meet is usually more like... well you know who I mean. A couple of years ago, I had the opportunity to work with some researchers at Portal Corp in Paragon City, so came over, narrowly missing the Rikiti invasion which meant I missed the traumatic events that in another timeline created Kallisti Steel. I was able to get in touch with some modelling agencies in Paragon City so was able to carry on my other job. Now this is where my story gets scarily similar to Gold's. I was recruited for a campaign for one of Crey's subsidiaries - a paint manufacturer who specialized in metallic paints for outdoor use. Just as in Gold's case, I was supposed to wade through a bath of paint - Bronze paint - wearing a revealing outfit. Well true to form, things went bad and I ended up hospitalized. In my case though there was some sort of mutagenic chemical in the paint that infected my DNA and actually rewrote parts of it. When I awoke from the coma, my skin had turned a bronze colour and was slightly metallic, but just as flexible as normal skin (I still need facials!) but what was most dramatic was I had grown horns from my head! Needless to say that freaked me out a bit and suddenly things around me started bursting into flames! I had become a pyrokinetic! While taking a routine x-ray of my skull to investigate the horns, they discovered they were unable to see anything because I kept blocking the radiation. I could not only control fire, but radioactive emissions too. I've yet to work out WHY I can do these things - I mean why should a change in my DNA create these abilities? So like anyone who has something different about them in Paragon City, I decided to try my hand at being a superhero. My modelling contacts enabled me to find a designer who made an outfit the looked JUST right and fitted even better and I arrived on the scene as Kallisti Bronze. In between the crime fighting I started studying my condition and abilities, trying to work out WHY. However not long ago, they were interrupted - I was using my radiation emission to feed a cyclotron when suddenly a rift appeared around me and the casing of the cyclotron cracked. I fought to restrain the radiation leakage until I could power it down but no sooner as I moved toward the control panel but the rift swallowed me up and I found myself in a Crey Laboratory, with a wildly misconfigured portal generator and a handful of girls who all seemed strangely familiar. Red, as her usual charming self, was threatening to "punch her up the 'froat" unless Gold explained what had happened. I'm not sure where Red picked up the South London accent... maybe the glaciers have forced people south of the Thames. What a ghastly fate, no wonder she is angry ;) It seems that I appear to be the "brains" of the outfit, so its fallen to me to find out what happened and how we can get back to our own timeline. Red doesn't seem to worried about returning - I think she prefers this timeline, especially since Scarlet has turned up! Those two are inseparable. I've tracked the rift and it appears it didn't just open in the Crey Laboratory - I have plotted spatial disturbances in a couple of other locations, including the Rogue Isles, so who knows HOW many of us there are. I will say this... if I get ONE MORE dickhead saying "Do I make you Horny?" I think I am going to burn someone badly! Gold seems to find it funny but won't explain the significance of the phrase, especially when it is said in a truly BAD English accent! I think there are several differences in this time-line that are trivial yet important in some way. Its an interesting challenge working them out! Okay I think I've written enough to keep Red happy...

Part 2: Red is the colour! Okay so here goes, the airhead (thats Kallisti Gold if you hadn't realised) suggested that it might be an idea for us - what she calls "her other selves"- to write about how we came to be here. Kallisti Red here, tanker extraordinaire! Let me start with a little bit of shared background - it appears that all of us share some similaries in our background. Well that would sort of makes sense really since we are nominally the "same" person! Since the airhead has trouble thinking beyond the next facial, its not surprising she forgot to incorporate this in her biography. Dear God, its like reading the diary of an 8 year old with ADHD! I was born in England, my father was a University Profesor at Oxford, studying Classics and my mother was originally from Greece, but came to live in England and eventually married my father. This is where my name comes from... Kallisti is Ancient Greek and means "For the prettiest one". It was inscribed on the Golden Apple that the Goddess of discord and disharmony, Eris, created. The Gods of Olympus decided one day to throw a HUGE party, but they didn't invite Eris she always ended up causing trouble and arguments. So she decided to get her revenge and created a beautiful golden apple and inscribed the word "Kallisti" on it. Of course ALL the gods and goddesses beleived it was meant for them. In the end it came down to a call between Aphrodite and Hera, so for reasons known only to themselves, the Gods decided to let a mortal choose which of the two godeses was the most beautiful. This mortal was Paris of Troy. However, Aphrodite got to him first and promised him that if he chose HER, she would help him win his heart's desire... Helen, wife of the Greek King Agememnon. So Paris chose Aphrodite, won Helen of Troy and the rest is mythology... I was MOST disapointed on seeing that Troy movie that Wolfgan Petersen had dropped all of the mythological background - oh well at least it means the airhead didn't get an even MORE inflated opinion about herself! So that is where the name comes from - my father was the person who inflicted the name upon me, but I can't complain, its a good name all in all. Now here is where the stories diverge for all of us. In MY world, there was a major incident at the tail end of the 1940s which triggered a world-wide cooldown. Nobody is really certain what actually happened. There were theories that it was a Rikiti plot and others that it was a secret super-weapon created to make the Soviet Union uninhabitable during the "Cold War" (which in my timeline turned into a REAL war). WW 3 involved a short nuclear exchange between USA, UK and Russia which did more damage to the environment than it did to the cities that were targetted - all sides were so incompetant that most of the bombs MISSED their intended targets by quite a long way, so Moscow, London and Washington were untouched, but Paris in uninhabitable, as is much of Germany where most of the fighting took place. The after-effects of the war though, accelerated the cooling and as a result instead of the global warming you are worried about here, on my "timeline" as Kallisti Bronze calls it (she seems to be the REAL brains of us all, mind you the horns ARE a bit off-putting!), we are facing a new Ice Age. The nuclear fall out also considerably increased the background radiation around the world and as a result genetic mutations are much more common. My mother was a victim of the mutations and exhibited some bizarre effects, most noticeable was her ability to control the temperature around her. Unfortunately she didn't have a lot of control over it so it was always a case of being careful not to upset her and keep a fire extinguisher handy! She passed some of this ability on to me but I only ended up with one end of the temperature spectrum - this is why my body temperature is lower than everyone here and I have a natural ability to manipulate ice and cold to my benefit... and to make ice cream - just don't ask okay? As to why I like punching - I was always a bit of a tomboy and I just liked to fight! It could have made me into a bit of a thug and the airhead seems to think it has! However my father was friends with an English hero, London Pride, who took me under her wing and taught me how to do good with my abilities. And so dear reader, we come to virtually the present day. Just like the airhead, I came to Paragon City a few years ago - not like her to be a celebrity model, but to help in the reconstruction. Then a couple of weeks ago I was clearing Lost in Skyway City as usual when I stepped through a doorway and ended up in a Crey Laboratory with the Airhead, Horns, Tin Girl, Dog girl and the rest. My bestie turned up a while back as well, Kallisti Scarlet - she's not into writing, when I suggested it to her her response consisted of two words and the second one was "off"! I love her to bits! We both love a good drink and punch up - she's a bit more brutal than me, but we have a laugh! Bronze reckons there is a way to get us back to our original timelines, but me I reckon we are stuck here, so might as well make the most of it and have fun cracking a few skulls in the process!

Part 1: Excerpts from a Golden Diary Well heya thanks for dropping by! My agent told me its good to write about my careeer as one of Paragon Citys most popular models! Well here I am!!!!!!!! Well I started off living in England with my parents and all I ever wanted to do since I was little was be a model! So Mummy decided if thats what I wanted, she'd do what she could to help. So like all good models I started with singing and acting lessons, which were lots of fun!. Then I saw this promotional thing that said Paragon City was looking for Top Models! I'd only ever been to Marbella and Mummy's home town in Greece so this seemed like a perfect chance to see the world and become a famous model! I came to Paragon City and they put me in this really dingy flat in Galaxy City - I didn't like it at all - it was smelly and dirty. But it did give me a chance to go to auditions and stuff coz it was so close to the railway station. I went to lots of auditions and got a few bits and bobs that meant I was able to move to a nicer flat in Talos Island. That was much better - the clubs in Talos are so much more upmarket! So then I got talent spotted at this nightclub by a big model agency promoter guy! Woweee was that exciting! Anyway the next morning he told me and this other girl we met in the club that we should go to these auditions for this new Promotional thing his company is starting... something to do with paint or something. Anyway so I went along and got accepted!!!! They seemed to like me - they were laughing a lot anyway. So here I am in my dressing room ready to go on set for this BIG important TV advert they want to do... I just LOVE this metalic swimsuit I've got to wear - I'm amazed it doesn't - you know - chaff anywhere, considering it so small! OOO okay they are calling me in... be back soon.... Love and kissses Kalli xoxoxoxoxoxoxo PS hope they like my nails... had them done spesh! ========================================================================================================== Oh dear! Well its 6 months since I wrote that last entry in my "journal" and things are a bit different now. Was I so totally brainless then? Some weird changes have occurred since then, but I am getting ahead of myself. Let us go back to that day 6 months ago... That advert was for one of Crey Industries subsidiary companies, a paint manufacturer, who had developed a new lustrous gold paint, designed to be a cheap substitute for gold leaf on statues. The advert was supposed to feature a gorgeous blonde model (that was me) in a gold swimsuit, who swims through this large pool of the gold paint. That all seemed fine, just nobody bothered to check if the paint was safe in direct contact with skin. Needless to say - we are dealing with Crey Industries after all - it wasn't and apparently after about 10 minutes in the stuff I collapsed into a coma, from which I didn't recover from for 4 months. Apparently at one point they were going to turn off my life support! Anyway I woke up 6 weeks ago and wonders to behold, I could think! Well my nails were in a right mess and that bothered me but I could think BEYOND my manicure or even what to do with my hair (most of which had fallen out because of the toxins)! Wow, it was a revelation I can tell you! Once I had woken up, the doctors were surprised at my rapid recovery, and I was even more surprised by how quickly my hair grew back! I had to have the hairdresser come to the hospital, and there was such a fuss when the staff nurse saw all the split ends cut off on the bed! So 3 weeks ago, I was able to discharge myself from the hospital and boy was it good to be out in the sunshine again! But I had this strange feeling, a sort of pressure building up inside of me like I was about to burst - it was very peculiar, almost like an orgasm! There I was walking along the street - I had all my possessions in a small suitcase - even the swimsuit I'd worn in the gold paint! Then one of those Hellion gang members and his pal ran up and tried to grab the case. Well normally I would have just screamed for help form one of those heroes and hope some muscular hunk would come and save me... but this time all I felt was a righteous anger that they could NOT be allowed to get away with it and before I knew what was happening one of them was flying through the air backwards with a solid bolt of energy connecting him to my fist! Wow! The second Hellion just looked at me and started running, but I wasn't having that - even in my high heels I found I could run after him and WHAM he was knocked down as well and blown to kingdom come! I was changed! No longer the brainless bimbo who thought only of her nails and what to wear! Now I was a Superhero Energy Blaster!!! Of course my nails and appearance are still important - I mean we have an image to project to the public, and presentation is always important! I even found a use for the swimsuit - it became my first Superhero costume! Funilly enough it seems the "unique" design the boutique raved about when I first bought it, isn't quite so unique - I've seen dozens of other heroes wearing similar, but of course none of them fill it properly! Kallisti Gold is on the case, so poisoners and polluters beware! I will be on your tail and to the people who made that paint.... I have a Power Blast with YOUR name on it! =================================================================================================================== Lawyers are such parasites, corporate lawyers doubly so! Turns out the Crey Corp lawyers wanted me to sign an NDA contract to stop me talking about the 'accident' that made me a superhero. Of course I told them to stuff fit where the sun doesn't shine... and no I didn't mean Dark Astoria! They threatened me with the medical bills that had grown quite large while I was in the coma - that wasn't something I was used to coming from England and our wonderful NHS! My lawyers told me that if I didn't sign it I'd be declared bankrupt and sent back to England! I did seriously consider it, but then the lawyers told me that Crey would keep chasing me even in England - my only options were to sign the NDA and effectively give up my career OR find criminal evidence of their dangerous products and pollution. Well what a choice? So there I was in Brickstown, chatting to this chap in an orange jumpsuit who knew something about someone who knew something happening inside Crey's laboratories... Complicated eh? I must admit to being distracted by the orange jumpsuit, it REALLY didn't suit him, I mean so 70s darling - and not in a good 'retro' way! Turns out this experiment wasn't anything about poisonous paint but something to do with trying to open a portal thingywhatsit to another dimension and it would be THE END OF REALITY AS WE KNOW IT!!! Not again... I mean surely this happens every other day, its amazing we are all still living and breathing! ANYWAY, so I traipsed off to this secret Crey Laboratory hidden under some rocks in Talos Island... hmm that reminds me I saw some awesome Jimmy Choos in the shop there... what? Oh yes the story, right... So Crey Lab, reality destroying portal... yadda yadda yadda... Anyway for the past week or so I've had this terrible tickle in my nose and halfway through one fight... by the way have I ever told you how ANNOYING those bloody Paragon Protector pillocks are? No well let me tell you, bloody annoying - especially when they do their "I'm an Invulnerable Dickhead" trick and NOTHING you do can hit the buggers! so... yes... anyway, tickle in nose... suddenly halfway through the battle aaahhh ahhhhh aahhhh CHOOO BOOOM!!! What the hell? Big flash bang wallop and the bunch of Crey loosers I was was fighting are flying arse over tit, slamming into walls and through windows and whatnot. Wow that was spectacular - felt a bit drained after it though, so need to watch that sneeze! I've since been told its REALLY called a Nova - I like to think of it as a nuclear sneeze! Then I noticed something odd - there was this large hoop-shaped machine standing in the middle of the room with one of the battered Crey techs sprawled across the control panel and there were a bunch of blinking red lights that looked DECIDEDLY unhealthy and this sort of rumbling, humming, whining sound that just set my teeth on edge... oops something other than the Crey techs got broken by my sneeze! I looked up at the hoop and there was a shimmering sort of glassy look and I'm thinking.. .Oh crap looks like this might be the reality destroying portal that I've sort of sent into overdrive... oops! So I'm turning tail and about to flit out of there when there is this sort of silent explosion... hmm well it sort of was a soundless BOOM if you get my drift... yes I know that doesn't makes sense but NONE of it made sense!!! Next thing I know I'm lying against the wall, hair all OVER the place and then the portal thing goes black and this woman steps out, dressed in a sort of red/yellow outfit with a quite passe flame motif and get this... HORNS sticking out of either side of her head. She had also rather overdone the suntan as well, I mean bronze is a nice tan but this was like REAL bronze! She looked at me and started waving her hands and wham, I'm surrounded by a ring of fire. "Hey cut it out, you'll singe the hair!" I said. She sort of did a double take. "Say that again?" she said... her voice seemed oddly familiar but she did have a proper English accent and there are damn few of us here in Paragon City! "I said lay off the barbeque effect please..." "What is your name?" she switched the flames off and walked over too me - hmm about my height but the horns were a bit offputting, she looked sort of familiar. "Kallisti Gold - what is yours? Hey whats wrong?" She seemed to pale at that, well as pale as someone with bronze coloured skin could. "My name is... Kallisti Bronze!" "What? You bloody copy cat! I've got that name registered as a trademark." I stormed. "You'll be hearing from my lawy... omg you are me!" I suddenly realised why her voice was familiar - it was MINE! "Oh crap, were you trying to shut down a Crey interdimensional portal?" When I nodded she slapped her forehead. "I think we've somehow opened a rift between time lines!" Okay she might be me, but I'm not that clever... looks like things might have gone a bit different in her timeline. "So did you get your powers from an accident with a bath of bronze paint which affected your DNA while modelling for an advert?" "No it was gold paint... omg who is that?" Stepping through the portal was another woman, taller than both of us and with powerful muscles, she wore a skin-hugging suit of armour plates that were red and silver. Her fists glowed with energy I recognised... "What the fuck..." she said in a very familiar voice. "And your name is..." said the horned one. "Kallisti Red - who the hell are you two and what just happened?" =========================================================================================================== The forest clearing was awash with demonic energy and filled with the evil creatures. Without hesitation, Kallisti the Friar leapt into battle swinging her soul-bonded quarterstaff in a circle to connect with as many of the foul creatures as she could. With a hiss of hatred, the entire band of summoned demons turned on her, shooting dark bolts of energy and balls of flame at the hooded figure. The staff span in her hands as she turned to face the thickest part of the throng. Some of the fire and dark energy bolts slammed into her and she felt herself weakening but her enhanced reflexes kept her safe from most of the attacks. Suddenly there was a deafening crash, the ground shook and before her the demons were pushed aside as the Demon Lord appeared to face her! This was it, this was her time to sacrifice herself to defend her people like so many of her friends had done before! With an almighty bellow, the Demon Lord struck out, catching Kallisti the Friar a glancing blow and spinning her round, but her opening move was a leap in the air to bring the tough quarterstaff down with a mighty blow that usually felled most lesser enemies. This time, the Demon Lord caught the staff in his hand and pulled her off her feet toward his deadly flaming maw... A strange ripping sound echoed across the clearing as the Demon Lord's head exploded and a dark gash appeared in reality which swallowed the fighting girl and then winked out of existence as the headless Demon Lord collapsed in a heap and began to melt. Kallisti the Friar landed on her feet in a fighting stance ready for the next onslaught, but this was not what she expected. She was in an alley with grey stone walls on either side and an a constant drone of noise in the background. The air smelled strange, an odd sort of metallic smell but a whiff of decay and corruption caught her attention and she saw a group of shambling figures ahead surrounding a figure dressed in strapped black leather... wherever she was, she knew an enemy when she saw one!

"Excuse me miss but can I ask you to move off that wall, you are on private property" The uniformed guard approached the blonde girl dressed in a gold mini dress, sitting on the wall by the steps to the Crey office building he was guarding. She looked at him over her shoulder and gave him a dazzling smile. "Well hello Mister Guard, how nice to meet you!" she gushed. "My name is Kallisti Gold and I believe that you are incorrect in your statement just now, so no I won't move off this wall" The firmness in her tone was masked by the frendly way she spoke. "Yes Miss Gold we know who you are, but I must insist you move off that wall." He spoke quietly into the microphone at his collar. "Insist away my dear chap, don't let me stop you, its a free world after all - well apart from the bits that Crey own of course" Her smile was dazzling again - there were golden sparkles floating around her and the bunny ears were distracting. "Oh look i do believe that is your supervisor coming this way isn't it? How lovely!" "Alright Office Braithwait, what appears to be the... oh Miss Gold isn't it? What can we do for you today?" The muscular woman in a bulky business suit moved in front of the security guard , but remained on the steps up to the office buildings, not setting foot on the pavement next to the wall where Kallisti sat. "Nothing at all, I was just sitting here enjoying the sun, sitting on this wall In The Public Footpath -" she emphasised the words carefully, still smiling over her shoulder at the tough-looking woman "- when your man came over and started talking a load of old tosh! You really ought to train your staff better dear Lady - the boundary of the Crey property is that step you are standing on and as you can plainly see I am nowhere near it... well to be precise I am two point one metres from it, six feet eleven inches in old money - " The mask of joviality slipped for a moment "- so don't give me any bollocks about private property - " the smile returned like a sunbeam from behind a storm cloud "- because we know different, don't we?" The security supervisor wiped her forehead and gestured the guard away irritably. "You have a very good point there Miss Gold and on behalf of the Crey Corporation let me apologise for your treatment just now." She paused as if listening to a distant conversation. "However, I now must insist that you move away from the newly acquired Crey private land that you are now occupying as I have just been informed that our agents have just completed the deal to purchase the roadway and sidewalk in front of the Kallisti Wharf -" she struggled to get through the name - "Crey Corporation Headquarters." "Oh what a marvellous way to waste Crey money, just sitting on a wall!" Kallisti Gold laughed. "I'd like to see proof of this miraculous transaction before I move an inch or centimetre, I'm not fussed, I was taught both at school in England." She measured an inch and centimetre with her thumb and forefinger as she described them. She looked away from the security woman. "If you own the pavement you can get off that step and show me." The security supervisor consulter her tablet, spoke into her label microphone and glanced over her shoulder. Coming out of the building behind her were several figure wearing armour and one in a blue banded outfit with a hood covering their head. "Hey KG we got some ice creams, want one?" came another voice from across the road in the forecourt of the Christie Apartment building. Kallisti Red, dressed in her red and white armour plates waved across the road then gestured at her three companions: Kallisti Scarlet in her buckled leathers, also in red and white waved back while licking the ice cream cone; Kallisti the Friar, slightly shorter that the two tanks flanking her, was very obviously enjoying the ice cream and struggling not to let any drip down her new outfit, a green lacy leotard and updated new tall boots that had replaced the old patched and dirty homespun robes that she had arrived in Paragon City with not long before. Behind the three stood Kallisti Bronze, dressed in her usual flame motif leggings and top, trying to catch the dripping ice cream as it melted quickly in her warm presence. "Is it strawberry? You know I like strawberry the best" Kallisti Gold jumped up from sitting on the wall to standing. The security supervisor reacted quickly, her hand shooting to reach into her jacket. Kallisti Gold turned around to face her. "Oh look, you've brought some friends too! I particularly like THAT one... " she pointed at the blue clad Paragon Protector. "Hey Bronze, she reckons this road is now owned by Crey and we are trespassing, wanna check?" "Hmmpf" Kallisti Bronze discarded the melting ice cream onto the road with a plop and took a computer tablet from her belt pack. "Bloody things always melt before I can eat them... let me see..." She tapped the screen a few times while the other three girls moved to Kallisti Gold and Red handed her another ice cream cone as if from thin air. "Thats not strawberry!" said Gold, tucking into the ice cream anyway. "It says here that a contract has been drawn up for the sale of the road but it hasn't been ratified as there are some legal objections being raised by the Kallisti Wharf Board of Trustees, objecting to the sale of public assets to a private corporation without proper public consulation... oh dear, how sad, never mind." Bronze put the tablet back in her bag. "How opportune of us to warn them about corporate over reach so recently eh?" Kallisti Gold turned back to the security supervisor, now flanked by her Crey technology-powered assistants. She smiled again, the effect somewhat spoiled by the traces of ice cream on her lips "I'm so sorry I didn't get your name? So do we now indulge in a bit of shenanigans or possibly even malarkey, or will you piss off back into your corporate shit hole and leave innocent members of the public to go about their business?" The security supervisor listened to the voice in her ear then flicked her hand at the troops backing her up. "Once again I must apologise for the inaccurate information I was given." her voice was brittle "However this incident and the video footage will be handed over to our lawyers to bring in front of your lawyers" "Yeah yeah, just add it to the fooking list why don't you... Lets start with trying to poison me with a bath of gold paint, then trying to blackmail me into signing a very oppressive NDA by threatening to not cover my medical bills, then the faulty Portal Generator that brought my girls here..." Gold paused and looked skyward briefly " - we can probably skip over that one as I LOVE being a gang of Kallistis! Oh and in case you didn't know, we all are now your neighbours..." she gestured at the apartment block across the road "We all live in that on up there on the top floor - I would invite you round for tea, but I'd rather rip my own arm off first!" "Yes we know, we will be monitoring the situation." the security supervisor smiled grimly. "You do that, but don't get too intrusive or MY lawyers will be talking to your lawyers and it all goes round and round. I'll be keeping an eye on you buggers as well and we are all licensed heroes and you know what a mess that can be! Say hi to the Countess for me, she'll remember." Gold jumped down from the wall and jauntily put her arm around Friar's shoulders, nudging the ice cream causing a drop fall on Friar's leg. "Come on girls I'm dying for a cuppa - did anyone get some garibaldi biscuits?"

I'm afraid Kallisti Gold does have a sense of entitlement that sometimes goes beyond the acceptable :)

I hope you don't mind me moving in with the Kallisti Girls - it seems an obvious place for them to live :)

A van pulls up at the side of Christie apartments, parking on the corner closest to the side door. Inside the cab are three remarkably similar looking girls, two with long blonde hair and one with slightly reddish wavy hair. "Is this it?" the more reddish hair girl says, peering at the imposing building. "Yup, we have been granted one of the top floor penthouse apartment since there are so many of us!" says the driver, dressed in a gold leather jacket, jeans and gold-tinted sunglasses. "The security doth look righteous with those mechanical guards" says the third girl dressed in a green trenchcoat. "Can we get out of this smelly van yet, Scarlet's farted again!" comes other voices from inside the van. "Get your things and lets go see the manager!" says the golden one. The door open and the girls all climb out of the van. "Welcome to our new home in Kallisti Wharf, named after me of course" says Kallisti Gold, the self-appointed leader of the Kallisti Girls. "Of course it was." replies Kallisti Red sarcastically "Well it must have been as when I arrived in Paragon City back in the day, it was just a building site with no name! They obviously chose the name because I've been so successful in my modelling and superheroing careers!" says Gold, standing in her customary modelling pose. "Well at least your famous in the hospital!" Kallisti Red, taller and more muscular than Gold and with a chill aura around her slapped Gold on the back, making her stumble forward. "The curse of the blaster eh?" Another tall muscular redhead walks around from the rear of the van carrying some boxes. She looks almost identical to Kallisti Red but has a more brutal edge to her manner. "Can you two stop gabbling and get the stuff from the van" says Kallisti Scarlet. The girl in the grubby green trenchcoat looks around warily. "That bridge doth worry me, how does it remain standing while being so flimsy?" Kallisti Gold puts her arm arm around her 'twin' comfortingly. The golden sparkles that tend to surround her flow over the other girl's shoulders. "Its modern technology, Kallisti the Friar" she says, waving her free hand dismissively. "I'm sure Bronze can explain" Kallisti the Friar looks adoringly at Gold as she walks away to get a box from the back of the van. "My Angel" she whispers to herself, but steps back, reaching for her quaterstaff as another figure walks from behind the van. This girl is very different to all the others - her skin is bronze in colour, not the bronze of a suntan but bronze like the metal, her hair is blonde with reddish streaks but most distinctive are the curved horns that sprout from her temples! She's wearing red leggings and t-shirt with a flame pattern picked out in yellow. "Demon!" whispers Kallisti the Friar! Kallisti Bronze doesn't hear that but looks up from the tablet she was reading. "What, oh the bridge? Classic cable-tied suspension bridge, very popular with arty-farty architects nowadays." She looks at Kallisti The Friar "Please put the staff away my dear, I'm not a demon, I'm just another version of us but with - ahem - some extra features!" Inside the reception hall, Kallisti Gold is arguing with the apartment manager "But the estate agent said we could have the south west corner apartment so we could see the sunset!" she wails, stamping her delicate foot dramatically all the while batting her eyelashes coyly. "Well I am terribly sorry to disappoint but that has already been let - you could have the south east apartment, it gets the sun in the mornings and you can see the sunrise!" replies Mr Line the manager of the apartment block. "Humpf, I don't like seeing the sunrise, much too early in the morning - unless its at the end of a good night out!" she casually adjusts her jacket, briefly allowing him a glimpse of her cleavage. "Just take the bloody keys and lets get moved in, I'm starving!" Kallisti Red calls across the lobby. Gold takes the keys grumpily but then flashes the manager one of her famous golden smiles "I'm sure we'll all be very happy in our new home Mr Line" her natural charisma shining through the grumpiness. "We are honoured to have such a celebrity in our building Miss Gold, if there is anything you need please let us know" he says, dazzled by the beauty of the golden one. "You just can't turn it off can you?" Kallisti Red sniggers as the lift arrives and the girls pile in. "Well it got us the best apartment in the building - did you see the state of the plumbing in the south west apartment? Bloody awful!" replies Kallisti Gold "The south east apartment is much better! Bagsy the biggest bedroom since I'm the leader!" Back in his office, Mr Line takes opens a drawer and takes out a magazine. Checking to see if anyone is looking, he opens the centrefold and gazes at the picture. "I wonder if they are real?" he whispers, stroking the bunny ears in the picture...