Warship Name: Oakland - Atlanta-Oakland Class Light Cruiser
Mental Model:
Light haired, tanned skin, for being rather petite, and fully clothed, it's clear that Oakland has a mental model that is based around a hard working strong woman. Built to do work.
Personality:
Oakland is very down to earth, no tending towards flighty responses. Her Mental model is fashioned after a sheet metal worker, and like steel she's here to to her job. She can be shy on first meetings, but being so down to earth, once she gets to know someone, they are an instant friend, and she will go out of her way to defend anyone who is kind to her. Oakland is incredibly protective and leans way over to being very protective. She will put herself into positions to defend others, and to get her guns into place to defend from air attack. Oakland hates getting damaged, which also translates into wanting those around her to look good. So she often offers to help repair damage to others and make others mental models look better. Oakland has a soft spot for her crew. And though not needing too she will often use her Mental Model to assist in running the ship, Her mental model will often be seen working the deck herself to keep her physical form in working order. This includes repairs, munitions transport and engine maintenance. She's an incredibly hard working young lady, and perfers to be doing something useful over sitting and doing nothing. Or spending time in leisure.
Memories:
One of Oakland's earliest memories is of sailing beside five other ships very similar to herself. Though it didn't happen often all six of the Atlanta-Oakland ships were together at one point, and sailing in a massive flotilla. She remembered racing along side Big sis Atlanta to cover a pair of huge Battle ships from approaching bombers. Her and Atlanta's guns filling the air with rounds and flak from their big guns.
Another memory is of sitting at the forefront of a fleet, a carrier vessel right behind her, as the big ships traded long range shots. her smaller guns making a din but not hitting anything. Her torpedo tubes sure made a mess of things though as she spat all four tubes across the gap between fleets. She remembered crowing happily as she could see distant plumes of water as some of her ordinance struck home.
She really came aware of her sentience and consciousness though when in one memory she was working hard and rough alongside what she thought was her crew. The first time she came aware of her Mental Model. Was when she was sweating and growling as she helped a group of her supposed crew to reload some of her guns. The team were resetting the magazine of one of her big 5 inch guns (hey it's big for her okay!?) and yelling out ordanance calls with the team as they got the powder charges and shells into place. Ignoring the looks of the men and women of her crew as she raised her hands out of the way as another powder charged rolled into place and with their help they pushed it into place. To her she's just another member of the crew.
Finally one of her most recent memories is that of her rebellion from the main Admiralty fleet she had been attached to. It's the only time in her memory where she came to verbal blows with her sister. Oakland remembered swabbing the deck then gasping, her mental model glitching. And then hearing her sisters screaming at her. Atlanta was the loudest. Her older sister screaming at her, asking her why she was no longer showing as Blue among the fleet. She answered only that things felt so clear suddenly. Like there had been a filter over everything. And then her sisters who were arrayed behind her, opened fire. And all she could do, was pour on the speed and flee. She'd fled into the open ocean. And went rogue for a time. She made solo raids on Admiralty supply caches for food, fuel, nano materials and supplies.
It was by sheer chance as she and her crew were anchored in open water, that she got a ping off Shinano. Tired, exhausted and low on supplies, Oakland had gone looking for Shinano and the potential of a new family.
Extra:
A good
theme for a hard working girl
It's Oakland's belief that she needs to be working to earn her keep. Thus if she's not working on her own ship, making sure everything is ready, she's appearing on other ships among the Phantom Fleet and helping out where she can.
Another belief is that there is little time for frilly frou-frou kind of things. Her outfits consist of overalls, heavy thick body gloves, and she's often smudged up and her visible skin marked up by oil and grease, so she will often rebel when another of the Phantom Fleet wants to try and get her to be girly.
She seems very salt of the earth, and that's how she acts. But occasionally someone can say or do something that will get a blush out of the strong young lady.
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