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Kosi “Anansi” Narh adopted his alias after an African trickster god known for using his cunning wit to overcome more powerful enemies. In the Akan language, Anansi literally translates to "Spider", which is the handle used by most of his edgerunner contacts. He is a former corporate operative who specializes in bypassing physical security to retrieve sensitive assets.

Origin Story Part 1:
Cyberpunk - Anansi (Spider) - Part1 - BiotechnicaKosi “Anansi” Narh adopted his alias after an African trickster god known for using his cunning wit to overcome more powerful enemies. In the Akan language, Anansi literally translates to "Spider", which is the handle used by most of his edgerunner contacts. He is a former corporate operative who specializes in bypassing physical security to retrieve sensitive assets.,Born within one of Biotechnica's agri-dome collectives in Ghana, Kosi Narh was raised by a collective of parents without ever knowing which ones were his true biological relatives. Per a series of reproductive clauses included in their contracts, children born to farm workers spent their initial years in one of the corp's early-developmental facilities. Groups of children were then anonymously re-introduced back into the collective around the age of 7. While parents would be aware that one of the youngsters was their own, identities were kept hidden so that the entire community would be invested in their continued upbringing.To ensure the continued success of this project, the company took several precautions to prevent easy associations between progenitors and offspring. Genetic traits were collected, analyzed, and then altered to meet an average. This also allowed for the opportunity to remove undesirable features while improving overall resistances and hardiness. As a result, all kids from a particular age-group adopt a similar appearance and DNA structure. This allows for each child to be differentiated and develop separately while thwarting most genetic tracing methods. (Biotechnica contends that the distinctional-variance between each child is a minimum of 0.002% greater than regional legal specification for categorization as clones and none of the regulations in regards to governance of such are applicable.)According to the recruitment materials, the company’s reproductive policy provides the benefits of healthier children, accelerated early development, fundamental education, wider foster network, and greater free-time for contracted employees. In reality, this minimizes and nearly eliminates the productivity impact associated with procreative events while maintaining a sufficient level of morale. One recent report indicated that adoption of this contract clause can realize gross margin gains of more than 178% while only seeing a rise in dissatisfaction incidents of 8% to 9% in the initial year. Studies demonstrate that over time, parents will form a stronger relationship with the entire farm community and will actively quell communications and activities of protest. This leads to a dramatic increase in retention from year 7 onwards.One of the elders had managed to keep a log of the births and was able to use it to quietly match potential parents for each released age-group. This enabled Kosi to recognize a dozen couples as mothers and fathers and numerous others as brothers and sisters. Within his circle of possible parents, there were two other age-cycles of children that could contain siblings and they’d all developed a close bond. Overall, it wasn’t a bad existence. The community looked out after each other and he had lots of family to nurture and teach him. The corp provided all basic necessities and since their farm was also a distribution hub, it wasn’t difficult to get additional amenities through trade. The shared parenting duties ensured that he always had access to advice and comfort but also left him with plenty of time to himself to explore.Kosi’s young life was spent mostly doing farm work with frequent side-adventures to cause minor mischief with his friends. Their primary diversion was a constantly evolving game of one-upmanship to gain access into various restricted areas. While never able to attain the top rank, Kosi did manage to secure entry into the cargo loading area during his fourteenth season. He was even able to drop one of the containers from the manifests, thereby allowing the clique to use it as their secret hangout. It was this feat that attracted the attention of Menari Yokura, who became his first love and constant companion. It was under her encouragement that he expanded his excursions to include occasional thefts of luxury items from the local elite. These had to be carefully timed and planned as each attempt was similar to kicking a hornet’s nest and would result in heightened security for the months following.A month after his cycle’s sixteenth life celebration, Kosi was awoken one evening to the sounds of gunfire and the smell of thick, acrid smoke. The room was awash in reds and oranges as his other bunkmates hurriedly dressed by the twisting glow of the security screen. Its normal view of strong golden stalks rippling under the invisible pressures of simulated wind had been replaced with a violently-raging, massive wall of fire fueled impossibly high by the same artificial air currents. The deafening roar and oppressive heat of the inferno overtook their senses as they spilled out into courtyard. After some panicked moments of searching for an exit, they began to weave their way through the maze of flames, veering sharply whenever staccatos of automatic gunfire erupted near them. When their route funneled them into a dead-end at a locked gate, Kosi had to make a tough choice. Deciding that everyone’s safety was paramount, he moved up the front to key in an over-ride passcode and took the lead. The resulting path kept them distanced from the conflict as they traveled though unsecured maintenance tunnels, around checkpoints, and across camera gaps.His knowledge of shortcuts and security hacks allowed Kosi to usher the group to safety but it bore a heavy cost. In the aftermath, it became clear that the attack which had decimated the enclave had been initiated by a rival corp. The concerning part, however, was that they easily bypassed several of the farm’s defenses, an exploit which would only have been possible with internal assistance. Whispers had already spread among the workers of their harrowing escape and while everyone was grateful, they were also deeply suspicious. His family managed to fend off vicious demands to turn him in as a conspirator but they also refused to shelter him. If he remained, his fate was easy to predict. Worse still, word had reached him that Menari had been trapped inside one of the buildings that had been utterly consumed by an immense explosion. Reeling from the the loss of his home, his family, and his lover, Kosi stumbled away from the accusatory stares and eventually found himself standing inside the container hideout.Apart from the lingering smell of smoke, the makeshift room was left relatively untouched. This only seemed to deepen his sadness. He picked his way through the scattered trophies of their adventures, running his fingers along the surfaces as he relived each of the memories. He settled on a hard copy still image of footage from one of the border cams that featured a young couple climbing a fence while hand-in-hand. It caused him to smile despite the tears that ran freely down his cheeks. Tucking the photo into his jacket, he shut his eyes in concentration as he similarly filed the moment away in his mind.His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sharp hissing hum and accompanying air-pressure change associated with VTOL engines spinning up nearby. Peeking out of the door, he spotted one of the long-range transports running through its pre-flight routine. He quickly grabbed a discarded back-pack and loaded it with snacks and drinks from their stash. Kosi gave one final conflicted look back towards the farmer’s compound but the plumes of dark smoke that still hung heavy in the sky gave him his answer. He glanced at the bay’s destination screen before climbing into a rear maintenance hatch. New Dallas had to be as good a place as any to start over. At least it wasn’t here.

Profile:

~Raxatech

Software
Composition: Daz Studio 4.15 Pro+
Rendering: Nvidia Iray in Daz Studio 4.15 Pro+
Postwork: Photoshop CS4
All models licensed through Daz Productions, Inc. unless otherwise noted.

Description
Kosi “Anansi” Narh adopted his alias after an African trickster god known for using his cunning wit to overcome more powerful enemies. In the Akan language, Anansi literally translates to "Spider", which is the handle used by most of his edgerunner contacts. He is a former corporate operative who specializes in bypassing physical security to retrieve sensitive assets.

Origin Story Part 1:
Cyberpunk - Anansi (Spider) - Part1 - BiotechnicaKosi “Anansi” Narh adopted his alias after an African trickster god known for using his cunning wit to overcome more powerful enemies. In the Akan language, Anansi literally translates to "Spider", which is the handle used by most of his edgerunner contacts. He is a former corporate operative who specializes in bypassing physical security to retrieve sensitive assets.,Born within one of Biotechnica's agri-dome collectives in Ghana, Kosi Narh was raised by a collective of parents without ever knowing which ones were his true biological relatives. Per a series of reproductive clauses included in their contracts, children born to farm workers spent their initial years in one of the corp's early-developmental facilities. Groups of children were then anonymously re-introduced back into the collective around the age of 7. While parents would be aware that one of the youngsters was their own, identities were kept hidden so that the entire community would be invested in their continued upbringing.To ensure the continued success of this project, the company took several precautions to prevent easy associations between progenitors and offspring. Genetic traits were collected, analyzed, and then altered to meet an average. This also allowed for the opportunity to remove undesirable features while improving overall resistances and hardiness. As a result, all kids from a particular age-group adopt a similar appearance and DNA structure. This allows for each child to be differentiated and develop separately while thwarting most genetic tracing methods. (Biotechnica contends that the distinctional-variance between each child is a minimum of 0.002% greater than regional legal specification for categorization as clones and none of the regulations in regards to governance of such are applicable.)According to the recruitment materials, the company’s reproductive policy provides the benefits of healthier children, accelerated early development, fundamental education, wider foster network, and greater free-time for contracted employees. In reality, this minimizes and nearly eliminates the productivity impact associated with procreative events while maintaining a sufficient level of morale. One recent report indicated that adoption of this contract clause can realize gross margin gains of more than 178% while only seeing a rise in dissatisfaction incidents of 8% to 9% in the initial year. Studies demonstrate that over time, parents will form a stronger relationship with the entire farm community and will actively quell communications and activities of protest. This leads to a dramatic increase in retention from year 7 onwards.One of the elders had managed to keep a log of the births and was able to use it to quietly match potential parents for each released age-group. This enabled Kosi to recognize a dozen couples as mothers and fathers and numerous others as brothers and sisters. Within his circle of possible parents, there were two other age-cycles of children that could contain siblings and they’d all developed a close bond. Overall, it wasn’t a bad existence. The community looked out after each other and he had lots of family to nurture and teach him. The corp provided all basic necessities and since their farm was also a distribution hub, it wasn’t difficult to get additional amenities through trade. The shared parenting duties ensured that he always had access to advice and comfort but also left him with plenty of time to himself to explore.Kosi’s young life was spent mostly doing farm work with frequent side-adventures to cause minor mischief with his friends. Their primary diversion was a constantly evolving game of one-upmanship to gain access into various restricted areas. While never able to attain the top rank, Kosi did manage to secure entry into the cargo loading area during his fourteenth season. He was even able to drop one of the containers from the manifests, thereby allowing the clique to use it as their secret hangout. It was this feat that attracted the attention of Menari Yokura, who became his first love and constant companion. It was under her encouragement that he expanded his excursions to include occasional thefts of luxury items from the local elite. These had to be carefully timed and planned as each attempt was similar to kicking a hornet’s nest and would result in heightened security for the months following.A month after his cycle’s sixteenth life celebration, Kosi was awoken one evening to the sounds of gunfire and the smell of thick, acrid smoke. The room was awash in reds and oranges as his other bunkmates hurriedly dressed by the twisting glow of the security screen. Its normal view of strong golden stalks rippling under the invisible pressures of simulated wind had been replaced with a violently-raging, massive wall of fire fueled impossibly high by the same artificial air currents. The deafening roar and oppressive heat of the inferno overtook their senses as they spilled out into courtyard. After some panicked moments of searching for an exit, they began to weave their way through the maze of flames, veering sharply whenever staccatos of automatic gunfire erupted near them. When their route funneled them into a dead-end at a locked gate, Kosi had to make a tough choice. Deciding that everyone’s safety was paramount, he moved up the front to key in an over-ride passcode and took the lead. The resulting path kept them distanced from the conflict as they traveled though unsecured maintenance tunnels, around checkpoints, and across camera gaps.His knowledge of shortcuts and security hacks allowed Kosi to usher the group to safety but it bore a heavy cost. In the aftermath, it became clear that the attack which had decimated the enclave had been initiated by a rival corp. The concerning part, however, was that they easily bypassed several of the farm’s defenses, an exploit which would only have been possible with internal assistance. Whispers had already spread among the workers of their harrowing escape and while everyone was grateful, they were also deeply suspicious. His family managed to fend off vicious demands to turn him in as a conspirator but they also refused to shelter him. If he remained, his fate was easy to predict. Worse still, word had reached him that Menari had been trapped inside one of the buildings that had been utterly consumed by an immense explosion. Reeling from the the loss of his home, his family, and his lover, Kosi stumbled away from the accusatory stares and eventually found himself standing inside the container hideout.Apart from the lingering smell of smoke, the makeshift room was left relatively untouched. This only seemed to deepen his sadness. He picked his way through the scattered trophies of their adventures, running his fingers along the surfaces as he relived each of the memories. He settled on a hard copy still image of footage from one of the border cams that featured a young couple climbing a fence while hand-in-hand. It caused him to smile despite the tears that ran freely down his cheeks. Tucking the photo into his jacket, he shut his eyes in concentration as he similarly filed the moment away in his mind.His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sharp hissing hum and accompanying air-pressure change associated with VTOL engines spinning up nearby. Peeking out of the door, he spotted one of the long-range transports running through its pre-flight routine. He quickly grabbed a discarded back-pack and loaded it with snacks and drinks from their stash. Kosi gave one final conflicted look back towards the farmer’s compound but the plumes of dark smoke that still hung heavy in the sky gave him his answer. He glanced at the bay’s destination screen before climbing into a rear maintenance hatch. New Dallas had to be as good a place as any to start over. At least it wasn’t here.

Profile:

~Raxatech

Software
Composition: Daz Studio 4.15 Pro+
Rendering: Nvidia Iray in Daz Studio 4.15 Pro+
Postwork: Photoshop CS4
All models licensed through Daz Productions, Inc. unless otherwise noted.