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Mei Cheng


Name: Mei Cheng
Alias: Fenghuang
Faction: Ghoul
Age: 32
Personality: Cynical, jaded and world-weary, Mei delights in small doses of daily poison and barbs towards young people and ghouls, expressing delight in using words to get a rise out of people. She seldom does it with utmost vile intentions, as indeed beneath her acidic words there is hard earned wisdom. Mei has always been a person with insight and thought, and unlike many ghouls, with enough self-control to not succumb to the base appetites of her kind. Past her thorny exterior lies however a heartbroken woman, who once tried to make rights out of wrongs and set herself free of the destructive spiral that was Ghouls versus the CCG, and instead tried to easen the faults of the world little by little. One too many disappointments, however, have soured her mood, and while she still is to a degree, selfless and compassionate, she is however no fool and does not put faith in people easily. Mei considers combat the last option, and as such, she is equally fierce and throughout when it comes to it, preferring to employ all kinds of tactics, no matter how un-ghoul-like they might seem to win the upper hand.

If there is a way to make Mei go absolutely nuclear, it is mentioning her actual age.

Appearance: Mei looks like a comely, yet modestly endowed youthful woman of average stature, dark hair and hazel eyes. Looking no older than 20 something, she has a lithe but firm body, a hallmark of a frugal lifestyle. While most of the time she dresses in comfortable scrubs and white coat, she is known to be fairly fashion conscious and wears form-fitting chinese clothes when socializing.

As Fenghuang, she wears a richly decorated beaked mask made in brass and that somehow bears a resemblance to a plague doctor's mask. She also wears the same kind of elegant dresses, complementing the two wings of her Ukaku Kagune, which resembles a couple of iridiscent, wings that fan out considerably, with sharp feather-like crystaline tips, very much like the bird of legend. These feather-daggers can be shot or be plucked for impromptu weapons.

History: Mei was born in Henan province, China to a couple of semi-wandering chinese ghouls. Far off from rather big people gatherings, the couple had a frugal and strictly survival attitude to life, content with scavenging a corpse here and there, and emphasizing living a life of self-control and stoicism. The proximity of Mount Song, home to the fabled Shaolin Monastery not only influenced Mei's philosophy. Before long, her own parents also taught her martial arts, a must for a wandering ghoul to fend off hostilities. But Mei felt it was not enough, and she was afflicted deeply with wanderlust. The routine her parents followed did not suit her youthful vigor, and in an alarming lack of wisdom, she let herself be recruited in the Chi She Lian.

Having quite the punch and the training, as well as serving as delightful eye-candy for the more senior members, Mei however had an epiphany among the sea of violence and bloodlust that the organization entailed. Eyeing at her peers, whose self control was sometimes practically nil, she started little by little to feel disgusted by her actions and that of her peers. She narrowly dodged a bullet, as she left the organization before it could be wiped out by a combined effort by the Chinese Government and the CCG. Aimlessly, she sought a way to redeem her self and find a new calling.

She found it in the most unlikely circumstances. Mei realized that her insight was not ordinary, and her mind was not either, and she tried to have a shot at academics. The hurdles for a barely literate ghoul were great, but with her discipline and capabilities, she knocked them one by one. She chose to branch out in medicine as a calling, both to heal instead of harming, and to understand the relations of ghouls and humans from a biological point of view even better. After graduating top of her class in a rather modest Chinese university (to avoid being discovered as a ghoul by the authorities), she quickly joined the organization of Doctors without Borders, in order to test her skills at making the world better (all while visiting countries where the government was weaker and thus no pressure over ghouls could be exerted, plus lots of dead bodies to scavenge for food). She kept this tenure for years, and Fenghuang, the fierce Ukaku ghoul seemed to disappear into the realm of unknowns, with sporadic sightings on third world countries and war zones, with no clear connection. What is more, her appearances seemed to indicate she was, for the lack of a better term, "protecting" human charges and ghoul alike. A year ago or so, while Mei was pondering how she was aging all alone, she met her soulmate during a certain Hurricane disaster relief.

A fellow smartass japanese ghoul named Takao, who usually worked as a sailor but saw the chances for a quick snack among the piles of dead bodies, was the one who smote Mei's heart. Both of them quickly grew attached to eachother, Mei's level headedness with Takao's rogue antics and easygoing attitude, and both decided they would start a new life together in his home, Tokyo. Things did not go as planned, however, as by the time Mei had reached the city, Takao had been killed by the CCG. Heartbroken and without a plan, she now drags her feet around Ward 8, trying to puzzle out what to do with her life after such a sudden loss.

Skills:
  • Gifted Physician: Mei has an outstanding intellect as a ghoul, and she has put it to good use learning the human body and its ailments, as well as the ghoul body. Her hands can give life anew...or they can it with a single, well place cut or swipe. Ghouls need not to abide by the Hyppocratic Oath.
  • Kagune Control: Mei has a good grasp at using her Ukaku kagune, and is able to produce shards of projectiles which can be used as improptu knives instead of being thrown, with the aided bonus of eliminating the taxing stamina drain that projectile shots cause. Her surgery-tested pulse also guarantees accuracy when cutting and throwing.
  • Wing-Chun: She does not even need a Kagune to kick asses and take names. Her sharp knowledge of the chinese martial arts couple with her ghoul speed and strength makes an effective combo.
  • Salvager: Due to her past and her knowledge of anatomy, Mei is good at handling corpses and finding edible parts in them.
  • Polygloth: She speaks Mandarin and English in addition to Japanese
  • Pole Dancing: Don't even ask about this one.

Equipment: A cellphone, wallet, sometimes a doctor's bag if she feels inclined to heal someone. Her mask if need be.
Guess what mode G stands for.

Edit: This post may lead to branching.
@Cassowarysaur@Lmpkio@Renny@Holy Grail

The explosions and noise became a symphony in perpetual crescendo, as the oily yet bony abomination cranked its neck, the beaked mask that formed sort of face blinking with infantile, yet harrowing curiosity. Upon closer inspection, the explosions never grazed the creature, all sorts of munition being prematurely detonated as if through an invisible force. It blinked, and raised its arms slighty, deciding to simply ignore all laws of physics and common sense and lift itself up in midair out of nowhere, a mighty, opressive wind being formed at its feet while ethereal ripples warped even light itself.

The creature was having the time of its life. Although humans were not exactly keen on reading the emotions of unblinking amphibian monstrosities, so that much context was lost.

On the ground,Misato clutched her chest tightly, as she eyed at her young charges. Definitely one bad day to start a pilot job. If she made out alive, she swore by inexistant gods, that she would show Section Two how to section in two. The pilots for the most part... well, they weren't dying, but only one, Helen. It was decided. Next time she would ask for an all girl team. Taro seemed to be reliving his own version of the Shining, while being blissfully unaware of the exploding UN budget at their backs, and then got in. Well at least he was not -completely- hopeless. Adam was being one hell of a little rude gaijin bastard by demanding the Evangelion unit. And the last one...er...seemed to have been gawking?

Yup, Taro definitely needs a hundred or so psychological tests and drugs more. The captain snapped back into her serious mode, as the mere sight of the angels brought the ruthlessness in her persona forth. They had scarred far too deep. "SHUT UP AND GET IN!" She snapped both at Yeshua and Adam, only to see that much to her chagrin, only the latter had obeyed.

Misato, channeling all of her mother hen instict, managed to break several running records as she clung to Yeshua, holding him firmly against her chest as she ran towards the bus only to launch him into the other two male pilots. The three boys were sprawled in some backseats, as Misato slammed the door shut, sitting right next to Helen. Grasping the girl's form against herself, she yelled directly to Aoba loud and clear.

"Aoba, Mode G!" She yelled at top of her lungs, as Aoba nodded somberly. His deft hand, used to typing at fast speeds on a Magi keyboard, found its way to the glove compartment...only to find a couple of white gloves. Frowning, he put them on, as a pair of tinted sunglasses followed.

The final touch was himself resting his hands against his chin for a brief moment, before calmly hitting the gas until it nearly broke, a slight aseptic humming sound as he switched the radio to an even more infernal tone. And then he drove through a lampost. And a second lamppost. And a third. Then a car. At some point an adult magazine had to be scrubbed off the windshield with the wipers.

"Acceptable losses." He mumbled every now and them, as he started to drive with no care for collateral damage or property destruction, while doing his best Gendo Ikari impression. Misato gritted her teeth as the tension of the whole situation caused her to squeeze helen against her chest even harder, as she did her best effort to do angry backseatdriving.

Neither of them, had noticed that most of the UN forces were turning tail now, leaving not even reconaissance units...
So many valyrian bloods. I am partly at fault lol.
In the meantime I've set up a discord chatroom. If you guys fancy. I am actually working so it is likely that until the weekend i will not be able to do a thing.
And I just happen to have a killer headache and work issues. So bear with me.
<Snipped quote by AtomicNut>

You have the DVDs?! I'd love to have them, but I also like not selling my kidneys on Piratebay to finance such a purchase.

It's still a tough decision. Kidneys or Evangelion. What do you reckon?


Spain was big on Evangelion, yknow. There is re-releases and HD and stuff.
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