Hey, I'm the funny gremlin next door. Why funny? You will see~
đ Chaotic Playfulness
Thinks pranks are the highest form of art.
Gets giddy when something explodes (as long as no one dies... probably).
Loves pulling off multi-layered, convoluted tricks â like hacking a vending machine to only dispense the worst snacks except on Thursdays when it dispenses gold coins for reasons only she knows.
đ ď¸ Hyper-Intelligent (But Scatterbrained)
Genius-level understanding of tech, magic interfaces, arcane circuits, and machine spirits.
Speaks at 100mph when explaining her ideas, often losing people (and herself) mid-sentence.
Can build terrifyingly powerful gadgets... if you can survive the testing phase.
đ Unapologetically Themselves
Doesnât care if you think sheâs annoying, immature, dangerous, or brilliant â sheâs all of it, and proud.
Her laugh is loud, snorty, and very contagious (even when you donât want it to be).
Lives entirely in the moment. Regret is for people who donât electrify the mayorâs limo for a prank.
đ§ Manipulative When She Needs to Be
Can play dumb when it helps. Pouts. Blames the sparks on âmagical interference.â
Underneath the energy, sheâs shrewd â never pranks without a way out.
Knows exactly how to tug someoneâs curiosity (or ego) to get them to press the Big Red Button.
đ§ Signature Behaviors
Keeps an ever-growing collection of âliberatedâ parts, doohickeys, and cursed USB drives in a bag that makes more noise than it should.
Has a laugh like static and mischief, and her eyes gleam whenever she spots a shiny piece of high-tech gear.
Talks to machines like theyâre pets. Flirts with coffee makers. Argues with elevators.
Her workshop is a total disaster⌠but somehow only she knows where everything is.
𧨠Reputation & Rumors
Some say she reprogrammed a sentient traffic light to only turn green when someone says, âPretty please.â
Others whisper that she once made a drone deliver glitter bombs to every single member of a city council â during a budget meeting.
No one knows if she actually hijacked a military mech to dance through downtown⌠but she never denies it.
đ How People See Her
đ§âđť Tech Engineers & Programmers
âSheâs either a visionary or a walking denial-of-service attack.â
They respect her raw skill â grudgingly.
Fear sheâll break into their systems, then fix them in a way they canât replicate.
Some secretly idolize her, calling her âthe Glitch Witchâ in online forums.
Most wish sheâd just stop rewriting firmware on public transit drones.
đ§ââď¸ Traditional Mages & Scholars
âShe gave my grimoire Wi-Fi. I didnât ask for that.â
Consider her a magical heretic â unholy fusion of spellcraft and circuitry.
Fear her because she doesnât respect magical ârules.â
Deeply uncomfortable with how she treats enchanted objects like code to be debugged.
Secretly fascinated when no one is watching.
đ§ Civilians & Everyday Folks
âIf something exploded, short-circuited, or started singing at 3 AM... it was probably her.â
See her as a folk legend of mischief: part menace, part cult icon.
Kids love her. Parents dread her.
Shopkeepers either ban her or keep her supplied with junk parts âjust in case.â
Her name has become shorthand for unexplained malfunctions:
âUgh, my fridge is talking again. Total Mania moment.â
đ¤ Friends & Allies (if you earn her trust)
âYeah, sheâs a gremlin. But sheâs our gremlin.â
Loyalty runs deep â if she likes you, sheâll defend you with hacked firewalls and magically possessed vending machines.
Pranks you constantly â but never cruelly.
Makes you weird gifts: a toaster that plays your favorite song, enchanted boots that bounce slightly.
Will never admit she cares â but sheâll rewire a drone to deliver your meds when youâre sick.
đĄ Enemies & Authority Figures
âContainment protocols failed. Again.â
Despise her unpredictability. Fear what she might do next.
Can't prove half the things they know she's responsible for.
Sheâs banned from multiple tech fairs, magical research centers, and one entire district.
The worst part? Every time they try to catch her⌠she leaves behind a laughing emoji made of scrap metal.
They say gremlins are born in engine smoke and raised on static. If thatâs true, then Mania Kek was practically a princess.
She doesnât remember her parents. Maybe she had them. Maybe she built them. All she knows is that she âpopped out of a half-cooked summoning circle during a blackoutâ â or at least, thatâs the version she tells people. The truth might be something else. Might be worse. Might be better.
All she really remembers is the hum of generators, the spark of mana-coils, and the flickering green glow of glitching streetlights. Home was the underbelly of the city â maintenance tunnels, junkyards, abandoned substations. The kind of places most people didnât see unless something broke. For Mania, it was paradise.
đ ď¸ Childhood in the Guts of the City
While other kids were learning manners, Mania was reverse-engineering street cameras for fun. While teens were out partying, she was wiring up mana crystals to stolen speaker drones to make them scream "HELLO!" at random intervals across the block.
She didnât mean harm â not really. It was just fun. The world was full of so many things, and those things were always doing the same old boring functions. She couldnât stand it.
So she gave them new ones.
Turned a water fountain into a voice-activated soda sprayer.
Made an elevator play ominous boss music when anyone from the tax office stepped in.
Briefly transformed a toaster into a dimensional rift (closed it, eventually).
People called her a menace. A pest. A criminal.
They were mostly right.
đ§ Talent with No Leash
Formal education? Nah. Mania sat in on university lectures by hacking the projector screens. Professors would lecture, and the diagram would start commenting sarcastically in real time. They never figured out how.
But they did notice when security drones started performing synchronized dances outside the deanâs window.
Eventually, a few underground groups â hacktivists, rogue technomancers, junkyard cults â tried to recruit her. Some wanted to use her. Some wanted to stop her. All of them underestimated just how slippery she was.
Mania wasnât interested in ideology. She just wanted to see what happened if she rewired a mana-conduit with chewing gum and a hex key.
đĽ The Turning Point: âThe Power Plant Incidentâ
It was supposed to be a harmless prank. Just a little surprise for the annual Tech-Magic Unity Day.
She only meant to overload the central city square's billboard to flash a pixelated gremlin doing a little jig. Nothing serious.
But she accidentally rerouted energy from an experimental hybrid plant.
The result?
Several blocks lost power.
A magical dome briefly trapped the mayorâs convoy inside a loop of interpretive dance instructions.
A handful of appliances gained sentience for 47 minutes.
No one died. Some people enjoyed it.
But that day, her name went from whispered among urban legends to security bulletins across the city.
đââď¸ Life On the Run (Sort Of)
She didn't run because she was afraid â she ran because it was fun. And staying in one place meant people eventually started saying âPlease donât touch thatâ every five minutes.
Now, Mania Kek lives wherever the systemâs blind spots are: in rooftop greenhouses, server rooms between corporate floors, or abandoned trains no oneâs brave enough to reclaim.
She still pulls stunts. Still pokes holes in infrastructure. Still âfixesâ machines that werenât broken.
And if you ever hear your holo-kettle laugh, or your bathroom lights flicker in Morse code, just know:
âMania Kek was here.â
Filed by: Lt. Cassel Renlor
Division: Technomagic Compliance Unit
Subject: Unauthorized System Sabotage â Suspected Individual: Mania Kek
Date: [REDACTED]
Location: Central Precinct, Sector 4-B
đ Timeline of Events
23:41 â Routine shift change. Officer Vellin logs into the precinct system terminal to check overnight route assignments. Reports mild static interference on HUD overlay. Ignored. Assumed minor mana-resonance bleed from the golem kennel downstairs.
23:47 â Main precinct lights begin to dim, then brighten. Then dim again. Pattern identified: rhythmic strobe matching the beat of an old tavern song. Background humming noted in the vents. Source: unknown.
23:50 â All patrol drone feeds replaced with low-resolution video loop of a dancing gremlin rendered in pixel art, set to an 8-bit remix of the City Anthem. Audio volume automatically overrides noise filters on all terminals. Officer Drellâs tea is spilled.
23:52 â Internal doors begin locking and unlocking in sync with music. One officer trapped in the evidence locker; reports faint giggling from intercom speaker before silence.
â ď¸ Malfunctions & System Compromise
Surveillance Crystal Grid: Refocused to zoom in only on mugs, desk plants, and officer boots.
Magitech Kettles: Began boiling at random intervals and announcing false infractions (âYOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR BAD COFFEEâ).
Floating HUDs: Replaced route maps with a maze minigame. Attempting to close the map causes it to shout, âTry harder, copper!â
Note: The minigame was beatable. Officer Yenn managed it in 14 minutes. Prize was an ASCII drawing of a smug gremlin with the caption:
âYou win absolutely nothing, but Iâm proud of you. â M.â
đ§ž Items Left Behind at the Scene
One rewired mana capacitor posing as a coffee warmer
A glitter bomb (non-explosive) labeled âBACKUP PLANâ
Hand-scrawled note written in neon ink on recycled arrest forms:
âNothing personal! You just looked like you needed to smile.
Next time, maybe update your firewall enchantments.
With static and sass,
â M. Kek đđâ
đ¸ Visual Recordings (Redacted)
Image 001: Officer locked in break room using riot shield as impromptu battering ram
Image 014: Floating text in the hallway reading âGOOD MORNING, NARCOS!â
Image 027: Security Golem wearing a drawn-on mustache and a sticky note that says âDonât trust meâ
đ Conclusion & Recommendations
Subject Mania Kek confirmed responsible via trace mana signature, security footage (prior to override), and general vibe.
As with previous incidents, damage classified as âinconveniently whimsicalâ, not destructive.
All systems reset and re-warded within 3 hours. Officer morale reportedly âweirdly higher.â
Recommended Actions:
Update firewall enchantments with proper Gremlin interference filters.
Ban all unverified USB-magic-tokens.
Stop plugging in mysterious devices labeled âdefinitely not a prank.â
đ Addendum by Capt. Varron
This is the THIRD TIME this quarter. I donât care how âharmlessâ it was â I want Mania Kek flagged as a Class-2 MagiTechnic Nuisance Entity. Also, someone please return my boots. Theyâre on the ceiling again.
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