My new mechsploitation girly for a friend's Beam Saber game, Tertia Rennault! She's going to have a great time :,) Lore below the cut!
RM-SN 03 or "Tertia Rennault" (birth name [REDACTED]) was born in the shadow of the Union government, a fascistic organization desperately holding to control over the whole of Earth. As a child, she lost her family in a skirmish between the Union forces and Resistance fighters. One of many war orphans, Tertia had the misfortune of being picked up by a lead scientist at Rennault Materiels for their "Synthetic Next" Program, which sought to replicate the "Next", a new generation of humanity with psychic abilites and a natural aptitude for technology and mechsuit combat. Through chemical modification, psychological manipulation, and intensive training, Tertia became a Synthetic Next; the perfect weapon for the Resistance. Her combat capabilities exceeded measurable limits in both simulations and live-fire scenarios, and her personality and control methods make her a pliable tool in spite of her emotional instability. Finally, she's ready to be deployed and in doing so, be forced to confront a real world outside the coldness of a lab and the comfort of her cockpit.
Tertia's personality is typically flat. She speaks in a monotone voice, and her lack of socialization makes it highly difficult for her to understand typical social cues or their appropriate responses. She is too much a weapon; seeking the comfort of simple orders and rebuking the crushing weight of genuine care, as though to lower her walls and treat herself as more than a tool might destroy her. She struggles and panics when confronted with normal, everyday life, as though food besides ration bars, a bed other than a cramped cot, and activities other than simulated combat were alien and unnecessary. Secretly, so secretly even she doesn't know, she craves such things, and envies people who have been able to live normal lives. Machines are her best company, particularly her companion "Carci", who she talks to often, and, sometimes, in the quietest of nights, embraces to try and quell the weight of her repressed sorrow. In mechsuit combat—within what she sees as her true self—is where she comes alive. There she is competitive, prideful, fiery; like a beast unchained. She knows she's the best with all her heart, and she wants the opportunity to prove it, no matter who or what gets in her way.
Also, much love and credit to Warhound, Zeta Gundam, Four Murasame, and my GM for helping inspire and influence her design!
(Also bonus actual ref)
