Montgomery Scotia's Questionnaire

Scotia lives in Engineering Hab Block 7. It is a dismal place, full of pipes and vents, the floors made of grating, and the domiciles being tiny. The very image of an industrial megalopis. The air is filled with the smells of oil and fuel, the constant thrum of the Engine vibrating through the walls. Actinic lamps light the way, their harsh brightness a stark contrast to the dark metal of the surroundings.

Scotia has her own living quarters, applied for and received when she reached adulthood. Half-finished experiements and projects litter the desk and floor, and her bed is a tiny thing stashed away in the corner of the room.

Scotia works in the Engineering Department of the Odysseus, striving to unlock the mysteries of the great Engine. Her specific duties are to diagnose and repair damage and malfunctions, a job she takes to with religious fervour. The wage she earns from her work is spent on scraps of technology and mechanical parts, as she is always striving to invent new items to help her stand out from her peers - she has a burning need to be recognised as the greatest mind of her generation. Her quarters are littered with half-begun and unfinished projects, and she always has new ideas and inspirations for new tech.

Scotia believes herself to be the epitome of a genius, someone whose natural intelligence shines through her every action. Her ambition is to become the Chief Engineer, a mythical figure that she has only glimpsed in person; an avatar of the holy Engine itself. Any means she can think of are acceptable to achieve her dreams, nothing is off the table other than tech heresy. She will lie, steal, cheat, and kill in order to prove herself to the Engine and take what she sees as her rightful place at the top of the pile.

She also has a major interest in inventing new technology, and is currently working on a cybernetic armature to be grafted onto her nervous system, enabling her to multitask to a frightening degree.

As a small child in the engineering section, Scotia grew up surrounded by machines and technology. One day, she wandered a little too far, and found herself trapped in a malfunctioning piston room. Her parents found her, but were too large to fit; in their haste to retrieve her, they were killed by the machinery, their corpses seeming to almost meld with the metal as an amalgamation of flesh and machine. Scotia was forced to use only her natural wits and intelligence to escape the dangerous place, and never forgot the sight of her parents at one with the machine. This inspired her to be the best that she can be.

Scotia doesn't actually have any friends or family. All the other children were unnerved by the radical and fanatical devotion to technology and the Engine that the death of her parents revealed to her. As such, she grew up alone and bullied, her natural tendency to proclaim her genius to all and sundry not winning her any favours.

As such, she finds solace in the technology she invents, often assigning each new piece a name and personality as she talks to herself in her workshop. She shies away from contact with other humans, and the only person she regularly interacts with is her immediate superior, a dour man in his 50s. He took her in when no-one else would, and taught her everything he knows about the Engine and technology. However, he is a harsh teacher, quick with sharp words and punishments for failure, and neither of them like the other very much.

Scotia doesn't actually have any friends or family. All the other children were unnerved by the radical and fanatical devotion to technology and the Engine that the death of her parents revealed to her. As such, she grew up alone and bullied, her natural tendency to proclaim her genius to all and sundry not winning her any favours.

As a small child in the engineering section, Scotia grew up surrounded by machines and technology. One day, she wandered a little too far, and found herself trapped in a malfunctioning piston room. Her parents found her, but were too large to fit; in their haste to retrieve her, they were killed by the machinery, their corpses seeming to almost meld with the metal as an amalgamation of flesh and machine. Scotia was forced to use only her natural wits and intelligence to escape the dangerous place, and never forgot the sight of her parents at one with the machine.

Scotia has never once been in love; she keeps to her self, and tries not to interact with people if she can help it. She has desires, as do most people, but she has never had the chance to act upon them, nor the inclination to do so. She is perfectly happy with this arrangement, seeing romantic entanglements as a distraction from her work, with her experiments with new technology, and with her worship of the glorious Engine.

In the future, this may change, but she does not believe it so, and for now, is perfectly content with being alone.