Master of cryptology and magic, Moody is as slippery as a bar of soap.  Mashed from man- made synthetic drugs, her mind is no more than a tangled web of deceit. Mind of madness and cynical sorcery-she has the ability to create the craziest of objects, objects she either sells, or uses for her own gains. Can she change and can she save herself from certain death…?

Inspired by her insatiable fetish for fashion some of her designs will soon be dispalyed.