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Unlike everyone else in this group, you are neither particularly tech-savvy nor interested in all this smart technology and security talk. One reason for this might be your complicated and tense relationship with your father, who is the CEO of Exogen. He strongly disapproves of your friends and believes you are wasting your time, urging you to pursue a more sensible profession. Nonetheless, you become defensive when people criticise Exogen or plan to vandalise it.

You are the youngest member of the group. Despite being above-average smart, you have one significant disadvantage—you are extremely susceptible to anything that appears enticing, whether it’s something shiny, a tempting advertisement, or an enticing online offer. Unfortunately, this vulnerability makes you an easy target for frivolous purchases, accepting all kinds of cookies, and, most notably, scammers and hackers. You get hacked at least weekly because you click on links promising you supposed winnings, like the $500,000 from Nelson Mandela’s cousin or aunt (he seemingly had a huge family).

However, your attraction to shiny things in the virtual world becomes an advantage in the real world. You possess a natural talent for finding treasures of all kinds, almost as if you are magically drawn to them. Not every treasure is immediately obvious in its value, and you understand that some treasures are meant for others. Your pockets are often filled with curious items that you carry around, each looking for its rightful owner. You have a unique ability to sense when people need a treasure, often before they realise it themselves, you are there to hand them what could be useful for them in the future. You, Nine, Wire, and Spin are childhood friends who all grew up in the same neighbourhood. From a young age, you shared a passion for fighting injustice. It all began with a detective club, which later evolved into weed protection activism, a graffiti gang, and eventually, a pirate radio collective. Your pirate radio group would hack into private radio channels once a month and deliver 20-30 minutes of jokes. Unfortunately, one day, you got caught, and since you were all minors, your parents were fined an exorbitant amount of money. Fortunately, your father covered the fee, but this incident marked the end of your official club activities.

A few years later, as your group of friends expanded, you came up with the idea of resurrecting your radio activities, but this time, you’d operate from the underground and online. You realised that radio was the perfect tool to address your concerns about losing control over the history and future of the city. It would provide you with a platform to speak and connect with like-minded individuals.