name: Ikaze (derived from Kamikaze)
voice: female
type: robot
series: draik
made in: Intar
owner: Eli
age: N/A
eye colour: blood red
personality: inquisitive, naive, good natured
appearance: silver plates with brilliant red accents

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«History of Intar»

I am not an inhabitant here, or even Neopia. Now my history begins in a planet called Intar, advanced time and time past Neopia. It is not too far away, only several light years. Intar is not a nice planet for visiting tourism. There are People; they advanced technology so that when the War came, it deleted much of Intar's life. I do not know what the war was about, only it was great and between People A and People B. The weapons were terrible. A toxin fills the air, I believe you call it nuclear radiation. People now live underground, in tunnels, to avoid the radiation. But how were they to fight, for they lived only to fight, subsisting on hatred.

There was machinery before, People were skilled in making robots. They advanced us, we were neccesary because the radiation did not affect us, being robotic. People A and B still fought, only now they used technology to fight. This is similiar to how the world fights today, yes? Only at Intar, our technology is much more powerful. You must understand, robots are programmed to kill and we follow them. Intar is bare now, and Peoples A and B still fight.

«Story»
Where do I fit in, you ask? A man, of either People A or B I do not know, tired of such bloody war. He wanted to start a new series, one that could think for itself, with artificial intelligence, so we could crush the opposing side quick and brutal and end the war. I know it because I can read my hard drive. You think more killing to end a war sounds absurd? Think about the Atomic bomb.

So it begins. I recall opening my eyes to a People. He was very delighted. I am the prototype of the new series with artificial intelligence, working for our side's hierarchy, goverment. At that time I was the only one in existence. Our side had an advantage, a secret weapon-me. Bloodlust was wired in my system, every part of me is effective to kill. He sent me out, out of his underground haven to the toxic surface. I was to gain knowlege, to learn how to slaughter most effectively. You may have never seen robots fight. I hope you never do.

After some time, I started disliking my task. The other robots did not seem to be affected by such gore, I pondered over this, perhaps I had an unfair advantage, I thought. I am still not sure, being merely a robot, but I believe this, my intelligence allows me to do something no other robot had done-reason. I decided the war was such folly. But actions are much more difficult to control. You must understand, despite my thoughts, my brain is hardwired to do my task. It is like, I believe you call it, an addiction. I see, I think, I kill. You can imagine the joy of my creator. He contiued upgrading me, adding more and more. He could control me any way. I believe he loved me, his creation, more than the People themselves.

With more intelligence however, there is a drawback to his great plan. I could control myself more. Eventually, I resist my lust for killing. It is not easy. My creator was in rage. He attempted to take away some of my knowlege with a virus, so then he could control completely me again. This is why I still have blank spots about my history. I am not quite as powerful now from the virus, but I gained the most precious thing given; I managed to retain free thought. I escaped from Intar. Unfortunately, my creator had invested large amounts of goverment currency, and they were not pleased to hear my betrayal. I am a turncoat, a traitor, a deserter. I chose this myself.

I eventually ended up here in the planet Neopia. Both sides of Intar still search for me-my side to regain control, the other side hopeful to turn me to fight for them. I refuse to serve either of them. My begining ends here, what becomes of me is unknown.

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«Structures of Robots»

You, being of intelligent mind, might question why do they search me so? Why not create more of my series? This is the odd glitch-it seems that I have some impurities in my chips. The new series did not come as advanced as me. Second, I am quite costly. Neither side wants risks again of pouring huge currency into a robot, only to have it deflect, or worse perhaps turn on them.

Now for those who are not familiar with robots, all have a main chip, serves as a hardrive and brain. I make decisions here, other robots merely follow commands. Robots are given a voice, male or female, it does not matter. In Intar we are made out of starsteel, much stronger and more flexible than your metals here. I can fly, but not quite how most of your inhabitants here do. I have certain elements in my wings which reacts to a planet's magnetic field to lift me. Other than intelligence, I am no special robot.

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«Family»

This, family idea. A curious concept, and quite unique. But still, I rather like it.
Eli was the person kind enough to take care of me. She also has a fondness of dragons. She mostly spends her time doing strange things like holding a piece of wood that leaves marks on paper which creates little images...

Numair is a magic worker. He likes to read and also enjoys looking through my hardware. He tries to teach me neopian customs and ways but I do not always understand him exactly.
Mischief is a very strange being indeed. He is not alive like me but he still has something that makes him tick inside. Perhaps one day I will find out and become almost alive. But for now...I cannot. He is a fun ghost gelert, by the way.
Blaze is a lupe. She likes to go in the woods and reminds me slightly of the droids back at my planet. Vicious and nearly emotionless, she seems quite empty and lonely, except for Klebos.
Klebos is a part elf and part gelert being. Something like combining two softwares togther, he is very different. He also makes light without wire, or cords, or filaments, which amazes me.
Kajessi is an odd usul who likes sailing on water. She has very lovely black feather wings, which I prefer compared with my metal plates.

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«Awards»
Do not worry, I have checked them for explosives and traces of radiation. They contain none, so I accept these gifts with great delight.

awards

Fanart/Adopted

«Links»
Why not install my page into your memory?
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