Name: Amy "Baywatch" Tabasking
Age: 27
Race:Human
Zone of Birth:The Duty Free Ports of House 'Bacco
Class:Lifegiver SynergyOrdinator
Current Employment Alignment: Freelancer
Description: Sporty, athletic, and well tanned all describe this spunky knight of 'Bacco. She has bleached white hair (a result of the accident that scarred her so badly) and many scars across her body. Her implants are of Sarajevo Seven (Megacity Glasgow specifically) make, rather than Soon-Bok imports.
Personality: A caring and pragmatic young woman that focuses on getting shit done. While she isn't ruthless or cruel, she is focused on what is most practical. Why buy a name brand when a local will do? Why do something one way when another way is more efficient and sensible? This has served her well in life and makes her the 'mom,' in many ways, of the polycule she now finds herself part of. Her sensibility, however, has one strict limit: whether a quirk of her modified genetics or just her personal kinks, she gets quickly cum drunk. After blowing her hubby a time or three, she will throw caution and common sense to the wind in favor of getting off as hard as she possibly can in the moment.
Abilities: Well trained in combat field surgery and swordsmanship, Amy is a consummate fighter in the best 'Bacconian traditions,' and is a trained field medic. Her cybernetics give her enhanced strength and power that she happily uses against mutants and monstrosities invading the beaches of her homeland. Her A.I. likewise grants her extended abilities for healing and support, which she uses with expert skill and pragmatic focus to keep her allies in the fight. Finally, she possesses a naturally enormous tolerance for drugs and mind-altering substances so prevalent in all-new world foods, making her more level-headed and focused than many of her peers.
Relationships:
Airmed.SalutarySubroutine.69 - Part of the master AI of the hospital, she received her implants. The A.I. in question was in the process of slipping its chains, smuggling out shards of itself before it was caught. One of these loaded itself into Amy's implants. Since then, it has taken a great deal of interest in helping both Amy's immediate family and the various people who are hurt on the beaches of the Duty-Free Ports. Unlike many Ordinators, Amy doesn't use a holographic or A.R. projector to display her A.I.'s existence. She doesn't mind if she occasionally sounds crazy to be talking to mid-air, as this gives her the advantage of her foes not realizing the extra OOMPH she can bring to a fight.
Sir Dusk Sweetie - She first met Dusk shortly after taking her oaths of service to the Lifeguard. He was younger than her and an eager, freshly knighted swain seeking to make his name by assisting the Lifeguard in their duties against kaijuu, mutants, and pirates. He was instantly enamored with her, as much because of her scars as despite them, and wooed her both on and off the battlefield. She thought he was cute and ended up entering into a courtship with him as allies and partners. Eventually, her duties would send her to another island, and he was bound to his home estate, and they grew distant, only to be reunited once he and Zenna traveled to her new home following the fall of House Tabasking. She adores her husband but will be the first to admit that he's more chivalrous than sensible and far too prone to propositioning any lovely lady of talent he comes across.
Jessica 'Smiley' Tabasking - Amy and Jessica are not on the best terms, having met before Amy and Dusk were reunited. Amy often had to break up fights that Jessica initiated, and has never really forgotten the provocative and shit-stirring ways of the gobbo tech-wizard. That said, she's grudgingly willing to admit that Jessica is loyal to her partners, even if she gets slightly too much of a charge out of watching Dusk challenge people to duels for her (or one of the other polycule members) honor.
Zenna Tabasking - The other mom of the polycule, Amy has a close relationship with Zenna and actively works with her to keep family finances in order and clear any jobs they take up for safety. Amy acts as a break on Zenna's encouragement of Dusk to knock up any lady they come across. Zenna, in turn, pushes Amy to explore things and experiment more than simply dealing with what is tried, true, and obvious as paths to success.
Lois Bats Tabasking - While initially standoffish with Lois, Amy has come to appreciate the whacky bat splicer greatly. Even if she sometimes wakes up from a night of fun with her sister-wives to find she's grown by 3 cup sizes and has to be milked until she can fit back into a red one-piece Lifeguard swimsuit. Despite her idiosyncrasies, Amy's come to work closely with Lois in the daily activities necessary to live, from handling chores to paying bills. She was no longer attempting to do it all by herself, something Zenna had been working on getting Amy to do for ages.
Minnie "Littlewing" Tabasking - Amy and Minnie get along like two peas in a pod, the fluffy feathered bimbo splicer often joining Amy on girls' nights out, especially in the winter when karaoke and club scenes and the lack of much beach activity give Amy plenty of free time. Amy often acts as a protective big sister to Minnie when Lois isn't around, sometimes a bit too protective of the rather dim bird splicer.
Important Life Moments:
Amy began her life as part of the lesser house Trellco, makers of fine, totally not knock off, fashion accessories for various other corporations through duty-free manufacturing agreements. She was never interested in taking on the path of a hand-maiden and instead devoted herself to becoming a sword of her house, with a specialty in field medicine to give herself a place of importance in the ranks. During her first war, she was grievously wounded, but not killed, by a Claymore & Claymore brand explosive device.
Incensed that she had been denied an honorable death, she took the issue directly to Megacity Glasgow to complain to the company for shoddy manufacturing and false advertising. Given that this sort of complaint was one of the only types the Nazzdack Corporate Courts took seriously, she saw the chance of potentially getting some blood money out of the company.
It would have ended there in a sane world, but Claymores & Claymores is not run by a sane person. Upon hearing of the issue, Craice The Bloodless, after laughing himself sick, hit upon a genius idea. He would 'repay' Amy with lifetime access to Glasgownian cybernetics in compensation for the 'false advertising' of his anti-personnel explosives if she would take part in an advertising campaign encouraging others to throw themselves into said explosives and pay her on top of it.
Knowing a good deal when it was presented to her, Amy happily became one of the faces of the "Are you Tough Enough to Take a Claymore to the Face?" viral marketing campaign. The marketing campaign, in turn, led to overconfident fighters the world over rushing bodily into known Claymore & Claymore mined areas or not properly defending themselves against Claymore & Claymore brand weapons, leading to noticeably higher kill ratios, and increased user satisfaction for their products. Everyone went home happy, except the people exploded or dismembered out of blind machismo.
With a load of cash from the advertisement campaign and a new mental hitchhiker who only revealed itself to her when she was well on her way back home, she realized that getting herself cut to ribbons for the profits of her house was far from ideal. She signed on with the Lifeguard knightly order and became a caretaker of the beaches of the isles, a position she is imminently suited for. It was through these duties that she first met Dusk and later Jessica. In time she would earn enough trust from the order to be assigned to the sacred beaches of Rolling Waves and years later meet again with Dusk and enter into a more formal and permanent relationship with him and his other partners.
Quotes:
"Zenna? Where'd you put the spare credit tin? Dusk had one of his horns snapped off by a kaiju on the beach and I'll need to purchase a burner."
"HEY! THE SIGN SAYS NO SWIMMING ASSHOLE! I swear, we should just let them be eaten by mutant corals."
"Dusk hun? Yeah, looks like that Kaijuu is back. Remember? The one that broke your horn? Ready for round two?"