Name: Otilia Vasile
Age: 28 (50 years spent in stasis)
Gender: Female
Height: 174cm (5'7")
Weight: 57kg (125lbs)
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Ethnicity: Martian
Appearance:
Full image
Other Information:
Imperfect Tekkaman
Biography:
Before the Beta, before Alternative V, there was the Cradle that loomed over Mars. A refuge above for those with the wealth to do so, or those who lived directly under the corporations. The both groups containing Otilia, as she fulfilled the role of spokesperson for Rosenthal back in her heyday. One of many of course but it was still a point of pride, and it paid exceedingly well.
And as such she lived in luxury, a position she got courtesy of her parents both now also her co-workers after they vouched to hire her to her superiors. Besides it was not like she pretended nepotism didn't get her her luxurious life, but in the age of the Pax Economica that was how one got ahead. Her folks spoke of how things were even better for just about everyone before that but she was fairly certain that they only heard that from their folks. Not that it bothered her much.
Still, that was likely how the corporations remained in power, folks like her willing to tag along for the easy life and tell others to struggle and kill. That still was a considerable improvement over contending with the Beta below however.
All that changed, unfortunately, when the Cradles were besieged. She wasn't the first to fall, no she was in the unfortunate section of people that suffered in fear for a few days before being released from it. Hearing word about how defensive lines were collapsing and people missing against this unknown new strand of Beta. She even had the misfortune of continuing her duty during this, telling mercenaries about the horrors they would be fighting against. At the end of this terror, there was no liberation. No, instead of that there was only their bunker getting peeled open like a can of sardines by the invading aliens.
But it didn't end there.
All she has of what came after are faint memories, the knowledge that something happened but she could not tell what. Her life continued though she didn't witness it, for lack of a better term unconscious. Then there was a long nothing, a period of nothing where still there was learning. Instincts new and old honed. This was followed only by vague recollection of a silhouette looming over and stating 'this one.'
Then once more, nothing.
Mobile Weapon: Tekkaman Gladius
Affiliation: Independent
Theme:
Combat Style: Savage
Strengths: Despite the perceived petite form Tekkaman Gladius' blows are far beyond what one may perceive them to be. Joined with the speed at which she moved and that she favors close combat it is a deadly combination to permit the armored form nearby. Well honed combat instincts reinforce this as she relentlessly pursues her quarry.
Weaknesses: As an incomplete Tekkaman the time limit is a weakness she has but is unaware of. More importantly however is that her form and weapon lend themselves to melee combat and while using her weapon as a thrown one she is left unarmed additionally when faced with adversaries many times larger than oneself the innate defense provided by the form does not lend well to surviving multiple hits or even a single one.
Model Number: Assault Type Tekkaman
Code Name: Tekkaman Gladius
Manufacturer: Radam
Operator: Otilia Vasile
Power Source: Teknium & Dizenoid
Height: 195cm
Weight: 70kg
Propulsion: Integrated Thrusters
Armament: Tek Javelin, Tek Wire, Crash Intrude, Voltekka
Equipment: Tek System, Light-Matter Conversion Function
Finishing Moves: Voltekka
Description:
Appearance
History:
An incomplete Tekkaman. A product of the Radam to fortify their forces.
Age: 28 (50 years spent in stasis)
Gender: Female
Height: 174cm (5'7")
Weight: 57kg (125lbs)
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: White
Ethnicity: Martian
Appearance:
Full image
Other Information:
Imperfect Tekkaman
Biography:
Before the Beta, before Alternative V, there was the Cradle that loomed over Mars. A refuge above for those with the wealth to do so, or those who lived directly under the corporations. The both groups containing Otilia, as she fulfilled the role of spokesperson for Rosenthal back in her heyday. One of many of course but it was still a point of pride, and it paid exceedingly well.
And as such she lived in luxury, a position she got courtesy of her parents both now also her co-workers after they vouched to hire her to her superiors. Besides it was not like she pretended nepotism didn't get her her luxurious life, but in the age of the Pax Economica that was how one got ahead. Her folks spoke of how things were even better for just about everyone before that but she was fairly certain that they only heard that from their folks. Not that it bothered her much.
Still, that was likely how the corporations remained in power, folks like her willing to tag along for the easy life and tell others to struggle and kill. That still was a considerable improvement over contending with the Beta below however.
All that changed, unfortunately, when the Cradles were besieged. She wasn't the first to fall, no she was in the unfortunate section of people that suffered in fear for a few days before being released from it. Hearing word about how defensive lines were collapsing and people missing against this unknown new strand of Beta. She even had the misfortune of continuing her duty during this, telling mercenaries about the horrors they would be fighting against. At the end of this terror, there was no liberation. No, instead of that there was only their bunker getting peeled open like a can of sardines by the invading aliens.
But it didn't end there.
All she has of what came after are faint memories, the knowledge that something happened but she could not tell what. Her life continued though she didn't witness it, for lack of a better term unconscious. Then there was a long nothing, a period of nothing where still there was learning. Instincts new and old honed. This was followed only by vague recollection of a silhouette looming over and stating 'this one.'
Then once more, nothing.
Mobile Weapon: Tekkaman Gladius
Affiliation: Independent
Theme:
Combat Style: Savage
Strengths: Despite the perceived petite form Tekkaman Gladius' blows are far beyond what one may perceive them to be. Joined with the speed at which she moved and that she favors close combat it is a deadly combination to permit the armored form nearby. Well honed combat instincts reinforce this as she relentlessly pursues her quarry.
Weaknesses: As an incomplete Tekkaman the time limit is a weakness she has but is unaware of. More importantly however is that her form and weapon lend themselves to melee combat and while using her weapon as a thrown one she is left unarmed additionally when faced with adversaries many times larger than oneself the innate defense provided by the form does not lend well to surviving multiple hits or even a single one.
Model Number: Assault Type Tekkaman
Code Name: Tekkaman Gladius
Manufacturer: Radam
Operator: Otilia Vasile
Power Source: Teknium & Dizenoid
Height: 195cm
Weight: 70kg
Propulsion: Integrated Thrusters
Armament: Tek Javelin, Tek Wire, Crash Intrude, Voltekka
Equipment: Tek System, Light-Matter Conversion Function
Finishing Moves: Voltekka
Description:
Appearance
History:
An incomplete Tekkaman. A product of the Radam to fortify their forces.
