Sure, why not.

You don't really want to deal with trying to learn how to cast spells, still magical aptitude doesn't exactly scream wizard, it might be interesting, and you haven't exactly shined as a cyber assassin or whatever you were going for before. You look at the words and say, “Yes.” This seems enough to finish the character as you suddenly find yourself fully fleshed out. The mirror in front of you shows off your new sexy self. Along side are your new measurements, 5'5” 121lbs, 32B 23 34, you have long dirty blonde hair with coppery red highlights that is very straight and wispy with long bangs that hangs down to just below your shoulder blades. Your torso is long and lean with lots of smooth sexy softness, not much muscle tone, but with long sexy legs leading up to a nice tight ass.

The shop closes as you finish and you see it has already picked out a set of clothes for you to start wearing, and it isn't at all what you were expecting. You would guess you must be entering in some kind of rave, given the clothes that quickly cover you in layers. First is a very soft looking hot pink g string bikini that is only the smallest little pieces of cloth and string. Over this is another pair of panties and bikini top that is larger but wide black fishnet so is likely less cloth that the solid pink pair. Then comes the top, a metallic pink mesh halter top with a very soft stretchy hood. Over the panties flow on a similar but less transparent glimmering silver micro mini skirt with soft pink ruffled hem. Next for your otherwise bare legs are a pair of hot pink metallic leg wraps with furry pink and black leg warmers below your knees. You then find yourself lifting up as your shoes slide on, a pair of clear platform 7” heel sandals with flecks in the heels that glow in black light. Finally each of your arms then are clad in no fewer than ten multicolored bracelets.

Dressed to impress, you let out a little snort and giggle and push up a pair of black rimmed glasses as if you had done that a million times. “Wait I wear glasses?” You ask the mirror and see a few more things take shape in front of your eyes. Your tongue is pierced with a shiny stud with a little hot pink cap. Your ears are pierced by an ever widening gauge that finally stops about a half inch diameter pink hollow circle, four more shining silver piercings finish off your ears. Next your navel is pierced top and bottom with a cute little hoop. Lots and lots of glitter, as well as pink and black makeup is then expertly applied to your face and nails before it all seems done.

The next shop then opens and inside you find all sorts of headwear tech for a geeky cyber mage such as yourself. Almost like something is guiding your hand, which as each item sort of highlights as a recommended piece of hardware, which you go ahead and take most of, it sort of is. Your money dwindles rather quickly and as you leave the shop you have under $3000 left for other gear. You opted for a fast computer with sub-dermal microphone for the audio, and coms as well as for computer interface. This also is linked with your eyes which gives you a heads up display, anti-dazzle, enhanced night vision, as well as something called a dazzler that once in you know can be used in close range to blind someone much like a flash bang. You also now have four ports under your hair on the left side of your head, and skill wires so you can run active programs. When you select this it automatically gives you chips for motorcycle, electronic security, lock picking, speed reading, and something called soft martial arts skills, of which it lets you know with your memory you can have a lot more skills loaded if you buy or find them, but your system can only run five programs at a time and that they greatly enhance your skill. It also lets you know that it can only do so much so a natural master of any skill is always better so if you train any skill your own ability will eventually surpass the slotted skill. The only body enhancements you are allowed to chose is a very light skin weave armor that says it also enhances elasticity, and a low level agility boost.

Hardly satisfied you move on to weapons and find there are only three available and not only that you are limited to selecting one. Shaking your head slowly you catch yourself grabbing your tongue stud while pondering, another mannerism perhaps, you think, and opt for the powerful but small white framed pistol with pink grips. It says it is a .45 compact 1911 and holds 7 rounds. With it you get 5 spare magazines, all loaded with armor piercing duplex rounds, whatever that is, plus a box of 50 more bullets that you tuck in a small pink white and black purse that has pink and white tassels hanging from it and a very long wire reinforced neck strap so when you toss it over your shoulder it hangs down below your waist, resting on your hip just at the hemline of your tiny skirt. The lights in the weapon shop then turn out and you turn to the last little shop that lights up.

This little place sells spells and magic items. It would seem just about everything is to much for you to buy, and there is a warning next to almost everything saying that as a burned out mage your cybernetics and **** use makes it so while you can now use any magical items, potions, or scrolls, your own spell casting, other than very low level spells, will cause you physical discomfort or even damage you. Spending the last of your money you are able to buy a spell that can make a very weak willed target obey a simple sentence of command, another that can permanently change the color of any non magical item, and finally one that you can use to reach out with a sort of spirit hand that you can use as your own to do anything you could do by touch at a range of up to fifteen feet, but warns that the hand is linked to yours so if it is damaged you will feel it. That said it also means you can feel what you are doing with it so you can even preform skilled tasks at a distance. As the lights shut off in the last store you can hear the driving beat of a club getting louder and louder coming from the exit of the mall. You tuck the last $75 in your purse, noticing it is now filled with a few key makeup items and a pair of keys to some unknown vehicle, and step up to the door. Taking the metal bar handle in hand you are suddenly nervous.