Character Name:  Qiaolian Shen<br/>Parent:                 Sun Wukong<br/>Concept:              Part time party girl,  full time fighter.<br/><br/>Qiaolian was born on the mean streets of Manhattan,  she was raised in Chinatown and that was where she spent most of her days.  Her early life was rough,  she didn’t know her father,  her mother told her that he was a policemen that died in the line of duty…  but she didn’t quite believe her.  Mostly because, the few bits and pieces her mother had told her about the man he seemed like he was anything but a cop.  The man was supposedly quite playful,  more then a little crude,  and a dare devil.  Which,  stuck out like a sore thumb when she imagined the stereotypical doughnut munching policeman she was used to.<br/><br/>The young girl,  perhaps to her mother’s horror seemed to take after some of her father’s negative traits.  Not only was she a bit of a tomboy,  but,  thanks to cable television and being left home alone when her mother  was working.  Qiaolian was the go to girl for dirty words,   and was the first to declare at the ripe young  age of ten that she knew where babies came from.  If that wasn’t enough,  she fought,  and she fought hard!  She loved it,  she fought boys,  girls,  people younger then her,  older, larger or smaller.  If she won,  she would often boisterously brag about her exploits to anyone who would listen,  and if she lost,  she’d laugh it off and then in in a playful fashion she would attempt to befriend the one who had beaten her.  Why?  Well, because in the youth’s mind,  anyone who could beat her was a good person to have around.<br/><br/>As she got older, she became more rambunctious and troublesome.  She had a tendency to shoplift and pick pockets,  without even thinking almost as it became second nature to her,.  She seen the inside of a juvenile detention center more then she seen the inside of a classroom.  Truth be told,  she was probably putting undue strain on her poor mother.    Yet,  she kept it up,  because it felt good…  and more importantly because it was fun.<br/><br/>Qiaolian perhaps unsurprisingly was the first girl in her  class to explore sex with one of her friends,  and she developed quite a reputation as the easy girl.  Most girls probably would have grown insulted but not this little Chinese firebrand,  she laughed it off as she did all things,  and continued to indulge.  She didn’t mind if it was male or female,  as long as they were pleasing to the eye she would  play.  Which,  was all she seen sex as,  nothing holy or significant it was a fun thing to do when you and a hot friend had nothing better to do.<br/><br/>And through it all she fought,  while sex was fun,  the most intense rush of her life was throwing fists and kicks,  too hurt, and to be hurt.  It wasn’t long before she made a career out of it people would pay a pretty penny to see a cute teenaged Asian girl tearing up the ring,  and factoring in the money she could make betting on herself,  she was able to move out of the house at 18.  She still took care of her mother,  visiting often and helping her with the bills.<br/><br/>When she was of age,  she appeared in a few adult films,  mostly for the rush of it all.  Yet,  she found the obvious plasticness of porn to be a bit to boring for her taste, and she focused primarily on the ring.<br/><br/>Life was too Qiaolian all fun and game,  though,  her whole world was about to be turned upside down when her Dad decided to show back up in her life unexpectedly.  He showed up one night after a particularly brutal match,  flung one arm over her shoulder and whispered in  a playful little tone.  “I’m your old man, and I’ve got something important that I have to talk to you about.”  A part of her wanted to simply smack the man upside his face,  but,  there was something about him, that made her  understand.  This guy couldn’t be tied down by a 9 to 5 job, and a wife and kid.  It would be a travesty.<br/><br/>They talked about her life,  the good times at least… though,  things took a turn for the weird when he said to her.  “Kid,  you are a demigod.  Ya can’t deny your nature,  or your power but you can use it for good…  and you might just find the benefits out weigh the negatives.   The name’s Sun Wukong,  you might have heard of me…  I’m the Monkey King.”<br/><br/>It was absurd, but the young woman believed him.  “I’ve got a couple of presents for you…”  he told her when she accepted at all.<br/><br/>She was then given her birthrights. (I will detail after I’ve actually made the character, and will provide a bit of background story for each one.)   And that was that,  nothing more was said about her responsibilities or even about the other gods.  The two drank most of the night away, and she woke up in her bedroom the next day.<br/><br/>Since then,  the young woman has been trying to use her newfound powers for good… for the most part.  She’ll still pick a wealthy man’s pocket on occasion,  or grab something from a store that she simply doesn’t want to pay for.  She’s been practicing  her fighting style…  eschewing her typical brawling style and began to learn the Monkey style’s of Kung fu, perhaps as a way of paying her father homage.<br/><br/>Though,  fate seems to have bigger plans for the girl…  who knows what sort of adventure she’ll soon find herself in.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Name:     Qiaolian Shen<br/>Calling:  Rough and tumble party girl<br/>Pantheon:  Celestial Beuracacy<br/>God:       Monkey King<br/>Nature:    Libertine<br/><br/>Str:   4   3<br/>Dex:   4  3<br/>Sta:   4   2<br/><br/>Cha:  3  1<br/>Man:  3<br/>App:  3  1<br/><br/>Per: 3<br/>Int: 2<br/>Wit: 2<br/><br/>Academics:  2<br/>Animal Ken: 2<br/>Art:<br/>Athletics:  3<br/>Awareness:  2<br/>Brawl:      3<br/>Command<br/>Control:<br/>Craft:<br/>Empathy     2<br/>Fortitude   3<br/>Integrity:  1<br/>Investigation:<br/>Larceny:    3<br/>Markmanship:<br/>Medicine:<br/>Melee:<br/>Occult:     2<br/>Politics:<br/>Presence:   3<br/>Science:<br/>Stealth:    2<br/>Survival:   2<br/>Thrown:<br/><br/>Birthrights<br/>Stone Egg Shard-  A shard of the egg the money king hatched from, fashion into a crude stone worn in a jade ring fashioned by the monkey king himself.  (3 points, provide War, Earth, animal)<br/><br/>Flame skinned glove-   Supposedly made from the tanned hide of a fire giant. Sun Wukong said he won them in a bet. (+1 unarmed damage, and access to fire 2)<br/><br/>Jade earing:  Another gift from her father,  probably quite ancient it supposedly belong to one of the tengu. (Provides +1 to epic dex and str, as well as granting access to the Moon purvew)<br/><br/>Weapons<br/><br/>Knacks<br/>Strength Crushing Grip,  Divine wrath,  Holy bound<br/>Dexterity:  Omnidexterity, monkey climb, untouchable opponent<br/><br/>Stamina:  Body armor,  Raging Bull<br/><br/>Appearance:  My eyes are up here<br/><br/>Charisma: Blessing of importance<br/><br/>Will power  6<br/><br/>Virtues<br/>Duty:     1<br/>Harmony:  2<br/>Intellect:2<br/>Valor:    4<br/><br/><br/>Boons:<br/>Taiya 2<br/>War   1<br/><br/>Armor:<br/>Bashing: 6<br/>Lethal:  4<br/>Agg:     2<br/><br/>Health:  7<br/>Legend:  3<br/>L.P.     9<br/><br/>Exp: 10<br/><br/>Bonus points<br/>7 +1 legend<br/>4 Stamina +1<br/>1 +1 brawl<br/>4 taiya +1