Athena Metaxas (Heavy Metal Magellan)
About Athena.
Overview
| Name: | Athena Metaxas |
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| Rank: | Civilian |
| Role: | Elite Contractor |
| Nickname(s): | Meta, Queen Bitch |
| Call sign: | Hephaestus |
| Age: | 34 |
| Gender: | Female |
| Sexuality: | Explosive and selfish |
Appearance
| Height: | 175 cm (5' 9") |
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| Weight: | 56 kg (125 lb) |
| Eyes: | Brown |
| Hair: | Brown |
| Skin: | White |
| Physique: | Slender just short of malnourished |
| Distinguishing marks: | Arms and legs are peppered with scars of all sizes from her rigorous work ethic designing and implementing mech technology. Sides and inner arms are crisscrossed with self-inflicted but incredibly intricate Greek script that appears to be complete gibberish even in Greek. |
Athena is an undeniably beautiful woman with the heart of an engineer. That is to say that she rarely takes any advantage of it; more often than not she is greasy, sweaty, and uninterested in doing anything about it until she finishes that “one last thing” that never seems to be completed. This often leaves her in boy shorts and clingy undershirts, for what it’s worth. Similarly, she’s known to rarely smile or laugh, taking great ownership of a classic “resting bitch face.” She’ll make a fantastic old witch one day.
Biography
Athena’s father, Aineas, was once a well-respected aeronautics and bipedal robotics engineer. His designs were said to be truly genius; he was considered by his peers to be designing up to fifty years ahead of existing technology at any given time. It became a given that each new Metaxas design would require entirely new manufacturing processes to even test. The development of utilitarian mechanized armors into purebred weapons of war was a movement that Aineas Metaxas codified when he was still a young man; his legacy was great and terrible, and where lesser men would have buckled under the guilt, Aineas was focused only on the next big thing. His diligence and genius made him wealthy and highly sought-after, though not only for contracts. When Athena was only twelve, she watched from a closet as “peace activists” put a violent end to him. Humans are weak, she learned that day. We need to become something stronger.
Born of a rather short-lived tryst with a popular actress, Athena’s beauty and inheritance could have bought her a life of ease and luxury even in a world such as this. Though she had her mother’s gifts, she also had her father’s: mechanical genius and deep-seated sociopathy. She pored over Aineas’ prodigious notes after he died and proceeded to burn them all once they were settled in her head. By the time she should have been starting college, she was already spearheading the resurgence of Metaxas Defense Industries to the fore of government-contracted mechanized infantry work. Once her father’s legacy had been assured, she became a recluse, working feverishly on the project, as of yet, has not borne any publicly known fruit.
Athena views modern mecha as bloated abominations. Though it was primarily her father’s doing, she can be easily goaded into ranting about how pointless it is for a simple gun platform to have feet instead of treads. While her father’s company continues supplying much of the world with the very mecha she hates, she has continued private work on her magnum opus. Force amplification is a concept basic to physics and can be seen in tools as simple as levers and pulleys. It is this concept that underlies her Human Amplification Suit, or HAS. Powered assistance mechanisms have existed for centuries, but never with the fully natural feel of the HAS. It is her greatest work, and few know about it yet.
Personality
Athena is cold, misanthropic, and brilliant. The only thing that matters to her is research and development, and she possesses a disturbing lack of discretion about what methods are used to enable it. She is not an especially talented combatant, and has seen little direct action, but has spent thousands upon thousands of hours tuning and improving her HAS as well as the HEE (Hostility Escalation Exoskeleton) that it docks with, which has given an her extremely exact sense of what it is capable of. She takes little interest in her own well being. She spends inordinate amounts of time working on and wearing the HAS, barely sleeping or eating, and it has left her health in a sorry state. While some of her muscles are toned from working endless hours with her hands, most of them have atrophied to at least some extent. In her suit she's the strongest person on the planet, but out of it she can't walk quickly for long without getting winded, among other things.
