Sylvia Walker


Gender: Female

Kit: Techno

Location: Detective City


Alignment: Hero

Team: Solo Hero


Strength: standard (rank 1)

Agility: standard (rank 1)

Mind: superior (rank 2)

Body: standard (rank 1)

Spirit: (rank )

Charisma: (rank )


Fame Points: 0

Personal Wins: 25

Personal Losses: 31

Team Wins: 0

Team Losses: 0

Tourney Wins: 0

Tourney Losses: 0


Status: Active


The Universe was written through a couple of complex logarithms. Therefore, logically, by replicating these logarithms and algorithms with a simple code ones and zeroes, one is playing the role of God, is she not? Computers have always been my passion, when the other girls were interested in Barbie, I was taking apart and reassembling my dad's Macbook. Its not just about the intelligence required that makes computers stimulating, its the creativity, the engineering. There's no limit to what you can do with a series of simple transistors, a series of simple on/off switches. All you have to do, is make them come to life, give them meaning beyond simple silicon. They say that when Michelangelo sculpted, the block of marble spoke to him, begging to be let out. He didn't create the piece, it was already there, he just chipped away the edges. Thats what I do, a blank series of transistors, give life to some, shut off others, the result is something much more beautiful than a sculpture however. You've just created the second most complex thing on the planet, second to only yourself. This is as close to God as a human can get. A role previously occupied exclusively by males, is now dominated by me, a simple female. I didn't get to where I am because I'm a girl, contrary to the slew of rumors running rampant around me. I broke the glass ceiling because I'm good, I'm a genius, and they need me. Noone has my passion, and noone has my skill. The men try to corner me, shove me back in my place, but when have the greats of history been stopped by a few unkind words? And its about damn time for the next great to be female.


I've always dreamed about using my talents for good, kind of like a modern superhero, a cyber next-generation future detective. Numbers is the only show I watch on TV, it embodies that secret, somewhat unrealistic wish. I spend my time tinkering with programming, and I provide the police department with the most advanced software around. I'm the reason this town has had the lowest crime rate in decades, my software has saved hundreds of lives, and although it may seem too sweet to be true, it feels nice.

If I did have one regret in my life, it would be the lack of relationships I'm involved in. My mom and dad were the typical rich leave-your-kids-with-a-nanny kind. And it wasn't even the same nanny, a different one every week. I think that may have fostered my independance, my strong will. My parents are furious at my occupation. At least they were the last time I saw them ten years ago. I've made my way by myself, and I like that. Work is too hostile for relations, and all my romantic relationships are with men who simply have nothing to connect with me. When I'm with other people, everything seems slowed down, like my brain is in water. The only things that can keep up with me are the computers. Sometimes, it truly seems like I am isolated from the rest of humanity, but I guess they make up for it. They think I'm crazy, a recluse, but computers are the future, It’s ridiculous to live 100 years and only be able to remember 30 million bytes, thats less than a compact disc. Humans are becoming obsolete, and they're afraid. But I'm not, I'm not some ridiculous Luddite, I accept change. And when the tsunami of electronical power comes, I will be riding on top of the wave.



     Commander: superior (rank 2)


“People always fear change. People feared electricity when it was invented, didn’t they? People feared coal, they feared gas-powered engines. There will always be ignorance, and ignorance leads to fear. But with time, people will come to accept their silicon masters.” Truer words have never been spoken, I though with a smile as I sat in my "workshop" working on the newest addition to my cyber warriors. I always wondered why only the bad guys had minions to control in fiction. Maybe its because the act of one person in control of another was seen as evil. I just call it employment. But maybe I was stepping around the evilness by using AIs instead of real people as my "minions". I thought about it while I was writing the code for my newest cyber-warrior, named "Cyke". The cyber warriors had originally been a plan of mine for the most complex communications and information network in existance. Not only able to instantaneously process huge amounts of information, but able to be used as a highly complex offensive system to cripple an enemy's information network. The idea eventually evolved in my head, and I came up with little, almost sentient pieces of programming called cyber warriors. These guys do not have a physical form, but attack via internet. I sold one to the police department, adn it has increased their efficiency by approximately 750%. It takes almost a year to write the full coding for the little guys, but its worth it, now I have a small band of four capable of virtually anything. I'm careful not to let the any of the programs fall into the wrong hands, government or otherwise. If they would be found out, who knows what monstrous use they could be put to. So I carefully monitor them, doing small good deeds out of my office, sort of like an internet avenger.



     Psychic Vampire: superior (rank 2)

  • Ranged Attack
  • Area Affect
  • Super Area of Effect
  • Multi-Attack


"The best programmers are not marginally better than merely good ones. They are an order-of-magnitude better, measured by whatever standard: conceptual creativity, speed, ingenuity of design, or problem-solving ability.”

The day I linked the human mind to the cyber world. This technology would revolutionize everything. I am convinced I have created the most advanced, powerful, and dangerous piece of programming ever created. Taking me nearly ten years to code, the Alpha 712 Series Super Virus was an idea I had a long time ago. What made me think of it? I don't know. Frustration, lonliness, maybe even boredom could all have contributed to it. In any case, for some reason, I had set out to create what might be hailed as the most revolutionary piece of program ever created. The virus was a superweapon, carried in something as convenient as a Blackberry. Once the activation code was sent, the virus would use the airwaves to interfere with the electric function of the brain, feeding it back into the host. I had effectively created a weapon that robbed the victims of the ability to think. All while making the host even smarter. I was horrified at myself. Maybe this was why I had done all of those good deeds, to mask this. To mask the creation of this superweapon. Whatever it was, I buried it, deleted all records of the programming, tried to destroy everything. But I always kept a piece of it, in my mind. God knows why. And all the while, I played the dumb girl female programmer at work, perfectly contented to recieve half the pay of my peers while operating leagues above their farthest dreams. I couldn't let anyone know what I had made. It almost slipped a few times, all it took was asimple thought command to let it out. To keep my mind off of it, I became closer to the police department (actually serving as a little more than a volunteer, I'm actually their main tech specialist now), and the city, helping anyone I could. My one secret, but as long as I kept my outward appearance, I knew I would not be in danger. I never thought I would even think of using it. How foolish.