Dymphna was created in Switzerland. The humans with the means and wealth retreated to a safe location there when the machines began to attack. They thought they'd found a way to hide from the war until it died down. And in the meantime, they decided to entertain themselves. With the help of a scientist who defected from the stichpunk project, they began cranking out stitchpunk gladiators to fight in arenas for fun and profit.

Dymphna was one of these gladiators. Her owner wasn't as rich as most of the people who were hiding in Switzerland but he managed to slip in and keep a tentative hold in the society that formed there. He came by what money he did have through illegal means. He got together enough money via gambling to produce a stitchpunk to fight in the games to further that gambling addiction. He was his sure way to millions.

However, he liked to cut costs. He wasn't willing to use his own soul to create the stitchpunk. Instead he paid a kid to take his place. He cheaped out on materials for the body but made up for this by altering his fighter's legs after her initial inspection. He added springs for stronger kicks and jumps. To save on training, he gave her dual swords like his neighbor's fighter and had her watch their training from the window. And whenever he could, he avoided repairs.

Despite all this, Dymphna was very loyal to her owner. She wanted to please him and be what her society expected of her. It was hard for her to fit in and develop a tough reputation due to how her owner designed her. He purposefully designed her in bright and girly colors in a society that deemed unnecessary decoration a weakness. He hoped this would toughen her up.

Dymphna fought hard to earn her keep and vied for her owner's affection and validation. She learned how foolish this was when the game commission discovered her modifications and sentenced her to execution. Her owner gave her up easily and with no emotion. The only comment she heard from him on the way out was cursing the fine he had to pay.

As she awaited her execution, she learned to curse her owner's name. And then her day came. The moment she stepped out into the ring to be decimated by an Enforcer, a huge shell hit her executioner and crushed him. It opened up and spewed out a green gas that killed all the humans. In the chaos, of the collapse of her society, Dymphna noticed that some Enforcers were trying to convince others not to uphold the rules of their society now that the humans were gone. She attached herself to these warriors and followed them out when they retreated. For her, being with them is a matter of survival more than it is friendship. Though in time she learned to enjoy their company. However, she has a hard time truly trusting or being open with her new group of friends.

Personality

Dymphna puts up a tough and cold front but really all she wants is love and validation. In short, she's a tsundere.

Appearance

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