Let's see, what can we tell you about Melissa? (Shaking our collective heads) For one, she's the mayor of Cirra. Not the original Cirra but the new modern version...we aren't even sure that the original one has a mayor...not that it would need one...you know - now. As mayor Melissa is responsible (LOL - oops, sorry) for coordinating and organizing the political activities of Cirra. Really she just pushes paper around, but she likes to sound important so we just humor her. Besides, being Mayor of a cyber-city keeps her off the streets. Something I think we can all agree is a truly a blessing from the Goddess. I mean could you imagine the safety risk someone with this much spare time and creativity (read as certifiable tendencies) would be without a laptop to keep her in toe! (Shudder)

Melissa, much to the disappointment of her parents and the annoyance of the known world, is also a ba...a ba...oh come on say it....no, no we can't. Do it! Ok, she's a spineless, cowardly, miserable, wretched creature who leaches of the heroics of others by writing their deeds on those little scrolls of hers...uhm, no offense. (Blank Stare) you could have just said - bard. Oh. Anyway, she'll try to tell you she's a scribe but don't let her fool you, a scribe by any other name is still a bard. However, Melissa is not just *any* bard. She is, in fact, *the* bard to the Goddess Callisto. Not that anyone else really wanted the job, what with all the injuries involved...the health plan doesn't even begin to cover it.

And finally, Melissa is one Tartarus of a remote control. ::blush:: <---------we have no idea what that means but somehow blushing seemed appropriate.

No one is really sure why or how, but while he is the youngest of the four, Matt is known as the second twin. Most suspect that the Government is involved.

After spending most of his youth in a work hostile, Matt ran away to his homelands: The Amish Country of Pennsylvania. There he quickly re-assimilated into the rank and file of the close-knit and loving community. At the age of thirteen he fellinto a bad crowd of thugs who were referred to as "Zippers" because well, their pants had zippers.

Following the fire during the Thanksgiving Day Parade many years later, he was dishonorably discharged from the Guardian Angels for "being a little too rough" with tourists who refused to recognize his declaration that all non-locals were mandated to wear "Authentic Pilgrim Outfits."

Settling in Northwestern Ohio, Matt began a long career as a student at the University of Toledo. For the first few years he persued a degree towards art in advertising, but couldn't stand it if anyone hated his work so he broke all his pencils and switched to criminology, where he studied to become a criminal. Cause after all, what else *is* there to do in Toledo Ohio?

Then came that fateful march afternoon when after much direction from Wesser "Mister Wesely" Reiser, he joined the Hudson-Leick mailng list.

It was there that he first met his long lost twin, Melissa.

The two hit it off instantly. Well, they hit, things fell off, but no one was looking. Anyway, they quickly became a team. Always at eachother's side, the two have cultivated a rather eerie habit of knowing things about the other. Like when one is feeling down, the other knows it. Or if there is good news, one waits onlie till the news is confirmed. Most fun is the stories they write, when in the bullpen sessions, Melissa will finish Matt's lines and vice versa.

"You can learn as much from a person by watching them belly laugh as you can by making love to them." -(spoken by a character named "Joe", created by Spider Robinson, but Matt wishes he said it)

Trancer was born in a shotgun shack in Pierce Texas. A Military brat, she learned how to kill a man with a pimento and a pint of Wesson (TM) oil at the age of 3. Applying her kung-fu grip to her school-work, Miss Trancer never had to take music classes, which is evident in her eclectic tastes in the arena of musica.

Graduating early from school, a 14 year old Trancer headed North to Canada, where she quickly learned to mispronounce the letter "o" and did a three year spin as a Cheerleader for the Fenton Bay Griffons Canadian Footbal Team.

Miss Trancer then moved even farther North to Alaska where she spear fishes for Inuit Shut-ins. And owns a small but formidable sled-dog team with eight dogs named Donner, Dancer, Blitzen, Dopey, Grumpy, Comet, Dasher and Liberace (cuz he's the pee-in-ist) get it!! Peeing-est! Good Goddess, I slay myself sometimes :)

In her spare time, Trancer takes photos of snowmen in compromising positions.

Much in the same way that parents of extraordinary men and women claim that they always knew there was something special about their offspring, it was apparent from a very early age that Chief Jeff wasn't quite right, that something was a little bit off kilter, if you know what we mean. Now Jeff will tell you that he is not crazy at all, just misunderstood - he will insist on it. And while that may be the case, it certainly does not preclude the fact that he is the Chief of Police in a fictitious cyber-city. One might tell the chief that, "Tho doth protest to much," when it comes to the question of his sanity, well if one wanted to spend the night in a Cirran jail...Jeff ain't to fond of protesters.

As a boy, young Jeffery (as the Goddess likes to call him, well you know, when she's not calling him lawboy, pissant, or a myriad of other enduring pet names she has developed) enjoyed tormenting his younger twins. And so.... Callisto made him go away. Ok not really, but Goddess knows Trancer wished it enough times. Ok, ok it was Melissa but there is little chance the Goddess even heard her, what with Jeff forcing her head under the water like that. Alright, it wasn't water it was Dr Pepper and he wasn't forcing her head under he was making her shoot it out her nose with laughter...sheesh, give a bard a break will ya, I'm trying to make these twins sound remotely interesting and frankly I haven't got much to work with. Anyway, suffice it to say, when the twins were actually separated Melissa felt pretty bad...or at least mildly annoyed. Seems Jeff made off with her Destroyer of Nat...er I mean Callisto: Warrior Queen action figure. Bastard.

As Jeff grew older, if not wiser, it became apparent that he had a certain knack for creating order out of chaos. Or at least that is how he justified his purchase of one Velasca: Amazon Queen poster. Get it, ordering...chaos...because Velasca is the Goddess of Ch...ok, fine don't laugh. Never the less, the fact remains, Jeff turned his skill into a life profession when he founded the Cirran Police department. All seemed well in his life until that fateful day, the twins returned. Elated with joy and happiness at the discovery of his long lost siblings Chief Jeff is reported to have muttered, "Blast. No I suppose I'll have to give back my Warrior Queen action figure.

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