SCSI Origins

SCSI Sataella’s earliest memories are of white-walled observation rooms and scientists. The researchers, who worked for the Charborough Institute for Arcanomechanobiological Advancement, told them a story that went like this—once, there was a child with black hair and brown eyes. They had an unfortunate start to life: their parents had sadly gone away, and they even had a fatal heart defect that made it unlikely they'd live very long. Then the Institute stepped in—they whisked the child away deep below the gray smog of the city to an operating room. There, a highly experimental surgery was performed, one that replaced the child’s failing heart with a magical machine of flesh and metal, bound together with lightning—a Sparkheart. Their hair turned white and their blood began to run blue with an electrical crackle, but the surgery succeeded, and SCSI was born again.

For the next few years, SCSI lived under close observation with their “siblings”—RAID-01, RAID-10, Ether, and PCIe—who were children who underwent similar treatments. They were monitored for any signs of developing supernatural powers or magical prowess, but none of them became capable of any more than manifesting paltry electric shocks. On SCSI’s fifth birthday, the researchers brought them from their rooms for the last time—the project was declared a failure, and the children were to be… redistributed. That was the last time SCSI saw any of their siblings. SCSI was sent off again, this time to an orphanage in Weehollow.

Not long after SCSI arrived at the Wee Hollow For Wee Ones, one Melissandra Blick, founder of Heim Away From Home Construction, spotted SCSI disassemble and reassemble a toy golem instead of playing with it. Intrigued, she decided to take them in, and the Heim Away From Home construction crew became SCSI’s adoptive family. There, they learned to use a set of calipers before they learned to read, and drew with drafting pens instead of crayons. Eventually they went to high school at Weehollow Academy, where they spent most of their spare time in the robotics club, preparing for the yearly CharboroughBotics National Competition.

These days, SCSI dreams of building mechs—towering metal machines in the shape of people, large enough to rise beyond even the tallest buildings of Norn, wielding weapons as large as trains. During the day, they work with their family at Heim Away From Home, fixing odd mechanical issues in Weehollow, the Hoard, and anywhere else things need repair. They spend their evenings knee-deep in designs for magical machinery, hoping to one day build the metal Titan of their dreams. Perhaps, SCSI reasons, the resources of a Champion would bring them closer to their goal…