Though not by choice Ophelia has come to accept her new replacement alterations. In fact, she uses the shame and disgust of them to drive her fury in combat. She is aware any looks she may have had are gone, that any chance of existence without being seen as a monster has escaped her and she revels in it. The cybernetics have driven her focus to become a skilled combatant and drives her forward to commit unspeakable acts, but they slow her down and require constant maintenance after combat missions.

Ophelia loves to meddle with life and create new things whenever she can. As a practitioner of Macha-Deru and Sith Alchemy she often finds herself surrounded by machines, but sometimes prisoners are brought for her to experiment on as well as creatures of the Galaxy. As a great fan of the works of Belia Darzu she hopes that one day she will be able to follow in her idol's footsteps and create the perfect technobeast, or even better a new strain of virus and bring the world into purity with the joining of organic and inorganic material into one beautiful form. This fascination has had debilitating effects on her mind and has led her down the path of Cannibalism consuming the scraps left over by her experiments.

Ophelia will not set out to be your friend, she will, in fact, do everything in her power to end you should you even slightly annoy her. She’s harsh, foul-tongued, is not afraid to shove peons in front of her to take incoming fire aimed at her and should it call for it she is more than happy to order the genocide of entire towns without blinking, though of course she is well aware that slaves are an important commodity for the clan so this happens rarely. She will, however, allow any troops under her command to do what they wish to the poor populace before their and during their enslavement. After all, slaves aren’t people.

She enjoys one thing these days, tinkering, on herself or on one of her many creations she lovingly crafts. She treats them like her children and can freakishly be seen talking, singing or caressing them as if they were truly alive and his offspring. She's mad in the head however so it should be noted that to approach her and question her...oddities would often result in his rage being turned upon you. After all what right does anyone have to question a mother’s love for her child?

Though the electrical feedback through her cybernetics hurts her when using lightning, Ophelia has learned to love the pain and at times will go overboard with her own attacks just to satisfy her masochistic tendencies. Sometimes this results in her own allies being unnerved as the mad machine lady wades into battle sparking from head to toe in the loving embrace of pain and pleasure.

Ophelia's love for machines and her other creations often leads her into battle with them at her side. Forcing whatever sick creations she has decided to manifest upon those unlucky enough to be in her way. Always calculating, always watching she enjoys the carnage and the madness as limbs are torn from their sockets, metal droids thrust their arms through chest cavities and for those lucky enough to meet her other pets, they are devoured in tiny pieces. Not content to let her creations have all the fun she is right there alongside wading through the carnage and bringing death to those who harm her children.