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August 21, 2009: New picture for the layout and music to match. I think this fits him better, to tell you the truth. ;)
I'll try to find time to improve the layout, but for now, be content with this.

August 1, 2009: A bit of change in layout and music. Added a section for my own art of Cody, since I want to display my older pieces too. His entry here wasn't allowed in the BC...is it too human-like? :(

July 7, 2009: I have a news box now! Yay! I've also updated the page a bit, and hopefully I can put some more proper pictures on here.

Underground Engineer of Nyxa, my planet home, at your service.' This white ixi took off his welding mask and took a slight bow when addressing you. He was a pretty good looking guy, if you got past the dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep and almost sickly thin figure from lack of...well, food.

Profile:

Name: Cody
Species: Ixi
Gender: Male
Color: White
Eyes: Bright Blue
Hair: Silver/White
Age: Mid-twenties
Build: Average (thin from little food)
Voice: Calm, normal male pitch
Personality: Observant, Blunt, Intelligent, Misunderstood, Nerd, Strong minded, Kind
Petpet/Companion: A greifer named KIWI
Family: Eh...
Love: Eh...no
Friends: Al
Occupation: Managing Engineer of Indigo
Home: Nyxa (pronounced nixa)
Roleplay: Closed at the moment*

*I am actually looking for mechanics to add to the group that Cody and Meg work with. I could make exceptions for that.

Likes/Dislikes

Mechanics

Engineering

Fixing things

Building things

KIWI

Friends

Traveling

Being alone (to work on blueprints)

Mercutio

Dictatorships

Brainwashing

Cloning

Spies

Betrayal

Fast food

People I know:

Al- My best mate. Not much to say but that he's a great guy. One o' The best air riders I've seen. He often comes to me if there's any problems with his air board, and I gladly fix 'em. I tell you, he's the best friend someone could ever have.
I can't tell you how many times I've saved his bum before though. It's funny that he can put on a tough persona and still have to rely on a weakling like me. I depend on him to for many things, so I suppose it balances out in a way. I should be saying more about him... considering he's so important to me. We both belong to the underground group that I was talking about: Indigo. While I work there, he merely lounges and converses with various females there. Though it can be annoying, I can't change his behavior. You'd just have to meet the fellow on your own. It's very difficult to describe him with words, and even then... well, just meet him for yourself. ;)

Meg- Head instructor of the mechanics in our underground group. She regulates the activity, monitors for suspicious mechanics, and makes the major decisions for our section. She's rarely bossy, and we all look up to her as a friend and for help. She's a proud supporter of Indigo, obvious by the color of her hair and fur. That was probably why she makes a better candidate for her position than I, besides the fact that I don't have that sort of leadership quality she does. The good thing is, is that I can trust her. She's smart, and isn't rash in her decisions, letting me relax a little more and allow my ideas to flow easily without restriction. I gotta and it to her, she's one heck of a good manager.
For those who don't know: She doesn't exist on neopets.

The Story:

Summary at bottom if you want one. The whole detailed story isn't finished yet.

Not much to tell really about my childhood. I don't remember much of it, and I doubt I ever will. All I know now is I'm here, doing my work, and having fun with life. :D

Life nowadays has been tough. Everyone here on Nyxa can agree. I myself respected the Emperor, Xavier, greatly. I would sometimes go to the palace where he would stand upon the balcony, face half hidden in a metal mask to protect his identity. He would speak to the crowd with a strong and confident voice, full of wisdom and authority. Though I have trouble trying to agree with some of his decisions. Wars have broken out between three underground groups, one of which my friends and I are involved in. Its definitely become more difficult to have trust in our leader. Peace has begun to rein on Earth since we have moved to other planets, non?

- * -

The light was dim and would flicker every few seconds. Trash was strewn across my room. Papers were meshed with too (though most lied on my own desk). The minute chrome trash bin next to me was filled to overflowing with crumpled paper wads and was growing every day. Had I taken the liberty of tidying up at least three minutes a day this dump would be somewhat decent. I simply lacked the motivation for that at the moment.
I heard the door click and soft steps entering.
.'You know, Cody, you shouldn't keep your front door unlocked like that. You could get robbed easily.
This is my best friend Alton. Al for short. I would recognize his voice anywhere.
.'Your not the best fighter either.' He added nonchalantly. It was just like him to naively insult someone without him knowing it. I usually took no notice to it.
.'Are you just going to keep writing without speaking to me?' He jumped and flopped down on my small bed, folded his hands behind his head and watched me. I turned away from my precious work for once to face him, leaning my elbow on my chair.
.'Well, what would you like me to say?' I asked, a bit irritated.
.'Oh, I dunno... What did you eat for lunch?'.
.'Didn't eat.'.
.'Huh? Well, then, when was the last time you did eat?'.
.'Yesterday morning.'.
.'um...well you've certainly lost weight. Why don't I get you something from the fridge?'.
.'Nothing in it.'.
.'...' He stared at me with a surprised look for a moment, .'Well, no harm in getting something to eat then. I'm starved myself!' He patted his stomach for emphasis.
.'Do you have enough money?'.
.'Uh...' He was stumped again. 'I'd probably be able to snag some off some sucker walking by.
I rolled my eyes. 'That can't be your answer all the time. I have some we can use. Jeez, I feel like your mother.' I walked over to the rusty metal dresser on the other side of the room and pulled some bills out of a hat I had upside down upon it.
After putting on a clean shirt and pants, we headed out the door through the kitchen. It was the only way out that anyone knew of. I turned to Al,
.'You really need to get a better paying job.'.
.'I'm fine with working at the restaurant. They don't mind me, and the girls there adore me. Besides, if anyone should be worrying about their job, it should be you, with losing all this work time an' stuff.'.
.'They wont care after I've shown them the finished project.'.

We waited at a booth at the café, restaurant, bar, whatever you call it. It was a cozy, but quite beaten up place. A lot of Indigo meetings took place in the back of it.
I sat staring at my cup of coffee while my food was cooking. 'I'm going to test the wings out tonight.' I said to Al.
He looked surprised to hear this. 'Cody, you know I'm all for this-'.
.'I have it all planned out, and I'm absolutely positive I have all the measurements right-
.'Cody-'.
.'I've gotten it ready, it just needs to be installed on me-'.
.'Cody!'.
.'Yes?'.
.'I know this is something important to you, but please...'.
He spoke to me with a sincerity I've never seen him with before. Like he really...was rather warning me.

.'Please don't do anything stupid.'.

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Sum Up:

Alright, this is for those who just want a summary, though I should warn you it's very complicated...

Cody and Al are both members of Indigo, one of three underground groups in the city striving for political power. Cody is very determined in the finishing of his project: wings that can materialize and dematerialize by an complicating process of molecule breaking. Since this project had sort of taken over his life, he foolishly decided to test the very final product by jumping off one of the highest buildings in the city. His best friend Al, supporting him through the whole project, attempts to stop him, but is too late when Cody makes his dramatic fall.
Luckily, the wings do work and a sense of optimism returns to Cody even though he later gets a scolding from Al. Cody then tries to pull his life together. In this time period, the emperor Xavier is assassinated and civilians become uneasy as his son Maximilian takes his place. As result of this, tension grows between Indigo, Crimson, and Gold. Cody and Al eventually go to speak with the emperor on matters of the tension, seemingly good candidates for giving insight on these sorts of things. Little did they know what would await them.
When arriving at the Main Building, the two come across a young boy, happening to be Maximilian's younger brother Demetri. The young fellow takes a liking to the two, and follows them to the door to the Emperor's office. They meet Maximilian the time of their appointment and find him in his office, silently doing paperwork. He is not much older than them, they see. They begin to talk when Mercutio, the trusted advisor of both Xavier and Maximilian, enters and stands behind the emperor, occasionally giving his additional opinion.
When they bid each other farewell, Mercutio draws a knife, slitting the throat of the young emperor for a dramatic end. He was careful to not get any blood on him, and tossed the knife to Cody. He began screaming, and the guards from outside rushed in, assuming the young men as the criminals. They are taken as prisoners.
While waiting in the cell, Demetri and a mysterious woman suddenly appears before them, keys dangling his hand. The boy frees them, explaining the woman was his mother, and that she knew the conspiracy. Since Demetri was too young, Mercutio would now have the throne. They showed Al and Cody to a secret exit so they could escape. The young men promised to help them in any way they could.

My Wings

These wings....I've been trying to design them for years. I always wanted to fly on my own, and this was my chance. We had made crafts for flight like planes and hovercrafts, and so on. But no one has found the correct technology to create these.So after figuring I had enough brains to do it, I invented them. I almost gave up and abandoned the whole project at one point, but I had made them. I was in such a mess when making them though, that I lost my mind a bit. Instead of testing them like I had done many times before, I tested the final product by jumping off one of the highest buildings in the city. I was very, very lucky to have them work properly at that time.

The Workshop

Image edited from picture off of google images

It's technically called Indigo Mechanics, but for us we call it The Workshop. Here we repair and build things, making us usual profit. It's merely a occupation, a way for Indigo to gain economic power. Though that is its purpose for Indigo, it sort of serves as a second home for me. No. Scratch that. It IS my home. I always enjoy the strong aroma of gasoline, the screeching of metal being sharpened, the clang of pipes on a motorcycle being put together, the crackling of electricity running through wires...I should stop listing these. There's too many things I could say that make it my home, and I could even go into sub-categories about that. Basically what I'm trying to say is that I love it there, and the friends and pupils that surround me.