Hu
08-15-15, 06:01 PM
Hu Tian
I don’t know who, why, and when I am.
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Gender: Female
Race: Human
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 128lbs
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour: Black
Alignment: Lawful Good
Intelligence Quota: 132
History: My father used to say that life was a journey. I think he said it to inspire me. He was hoping to instil belief in something better. I had always been more my mother’s daughter and that advice, he hoped, would connect us. After nearly a decade of living in the city away from Chengdu and out of his sight, the advice meant little to me. It made my grief at his passing turn into rage.
The moment his journey ended mine began. Until that day in March 1930 I was a typist at the Embassy in Shanghai. When the dichotomy between imperialism and communism threatened to tear apart the city I became trapped. I saw few people save for colleagues, and when I did venture out into the city there was a constant and confusion mix of welcome and loathing. I was an outsider.
The strange dreams started a month after he died. They held no meaning for me beyond what I thought was the grieving process. When the Nauru riots broke out in Shanghai the dreams quickly became nightmares. I felt like everything that happened in the city was my fault. I felt as if I were responsible. I felt as if could have done something, everything, and all things to stop them.
When I fell to sleep on April 13th, 1930, I had the worst nightmare to date. I was in another world were the kami were real. I travelled through a strange yet wondrously familiar land. All the myths of my childhood, both east and west, were as real in that realm as you or I. I was somehow looking at the wonders and horrors from the books I read as a child.
I awoke with a start. I was lathered in sweat and my eyes shone what I can only describe in abstract terms – ‘magic’. Cloud vapour drifted in the rafters of my room. It reminded me of my mother’s villa in the country. In the wet months of spring the clouds seemed to descend over the grounds, carrying with them the spirits of the sky. Then, as if my mind were playing tricks on me, it vanished.
Ever since, when I sleep, I find myself in that place. It is unavoidable, and I have stopped fighting it. Strong coffee and engrossing classic fiction can only go so far, and even when I do manage to stay awake during arduous times the clouds always finds me. They steal me away and send me into the unknown. I became horrifyingly aware that I was not dreaming. The world in my head was real.
By the end of the summer I resigned myself to visiting the physician, Dr Mortimer’s neuroscience surgery. My mother would have fainted at the thought of her blossom being anything other than a perfect, dutiful, and politically minded protégée. Despite good intentions, something strange happened whilst in the waiting room. I disappeared again.
This time I did not travel to that ancient place. I woke up in a Shanghai utterly alien to me. I stumbled out into the street of another age. Utterly bewildered, I found myself a newspaper. I unfolded the broadsheet and greedily read the headlines. It was not 1930 anymore. It was January 14th January, and the year was 2030. I have become a child of two times. People call me White Cloud.
Skills:
Investigator: Hu Tian is an exemplary problem solver, possessing the keen, analytic, and deductive thinking required of a private investigator.
Researcher: Hu Tian has developed and honed her research ability, and is able to find, analyse, and summarise information from multiple resources.
Historian: Hu Tian’s unique ability allows her to draw on historical information. She is an above average anthropologist and diplomat.
Abilities:
Time-Travel: Hu Tian can travel through time. This ability requires intense concentration and is often uncontrollable. It has no combat applications.
• Time Lock: Hu Tian can travel between two times; the year 1930 and 2030. Her ability is subject to the Butterfly Effect.
• Immortal: Hu Tian is immortal. She will return to the same departing moment in the 1930’s Earth if she sleeps, is hit by magic, or dies.
Intuition: Hu Tian has X2 sight and X2 perception compared to an average human. She is excellent at pattern recognition and sensory analysis.
I don’t know who, why, and when I am.
http://www.nastol.com.ua/large/201307/54217.jpg
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 128lbs
Eye Colour: Green
Hair Colour: Black
Alignment: Lawful Good
Intelligence Quota: 132
History: My father used to say that life was a journey. I think he said it to inspire me. He was hoping to instil belief in something better. I had always been more my mother’s daughter and that advice, he hoped, would connect us. After nearly a decade of living in the city away from Chengdu and out of his sight, the advice meant little to me. It made my grief at his passing turn into rage.
The moment his journey ended mine began. Until that day in March 1930 I was a typist at the Embassy in Shanghai. When the dichotomy between imperialism and communism threatened to tear apart the city I became trapped. I saw few people save for colleagues, and when I did venture out into the city there was a constant and confusion mix of welcome and loathing. I was an outsider.
The strange dreams started a month after he died. They held no meaning for me beyond what I thought was the grieving process. When the Nauru riots broke out in Shanghai the dreams quickly became nightmares. I felt like everything that happened in the city was my fault. I felt as if I were responsible. I felt as if could have done something, everything, and all things to stop them.
When I fell to sleep on April 13th, 1930, I had the worst nightmare to date. I was in another world were the kami were real. I travelled through a strange yet wondrously familiar land. All the myths of my childhood, both east and west, were as real in that realm as you or I. I was somehow looking at the wonders and horrors from the books I read as a child.
I awoke with a start. I was lathered in sweat and my eyes shone what I can only describe in abstract terms – ‘magic’. Cloud vapour drifted in the rafters of my room. It reminded me of my mother’s villa in the country. In the wet months of spring the clouds seemed to descend over the grounds, carrying with them the spirits of the sky. Then, as if my mind were playing tricks on me, it vanished.
Ever since, when I sleep, I find myself in that place. It is unavoidable, and I have stopped fighting it. Strong coffee and engrossing classic fiction can only go so far, and even when I do manage to stay awake during arduous times the clouds always finds me. They steal me away and send me into the unknown. I became horrifyingly aware that I was not dreaming. The world in my head was real.
By the end of the summer I resigned myself to visiting the physician, Dr Mortimer’s neuroscience surgery. My mother would have fainted at the thought of her blossom being anything other than a perfect, dutiful, and politically minded protégée. Despite good intentions, something strange happened whilst in the waiting room. I disappeared again.
This time I did not travel to that ancient place. I woke up in a Shanghai utterly alien to me. I stumbled out into the street of another age. Utterly bewildered, I found myself a newspaper. I unfolded the broadsheet and greedily read the headlines. It was not 1930 anymore. It was January 14th January, and the year was 2030. I have become a child of two times. People call me White Cloud.
Skills:
Investigator: Hu Tian is an exemplary problem solver, possessing the keen, analytic, and deductive thinking required of a private investigator.
Researcher: Hu Tian has developed and honed her research ability, and is able to find, analyse, and summarise information from multiple resources.
Historian: Hu Tian’s unique ability allows her to draw on historical information. She is an above average anthropologist and diplomat.
Abilities:
Time-Travel: Hu Tian can travel through time. This ability requires intense concentration and is often uncontrollable. It has no combat applications.
• Time Lock: Hu Tian can travel between two times; the year 1930 and 2030. Her ability is subject to the Butterfly Effect.
• Immortal: Hu Tian is immortal. She will return to the same departing moment in the 1930’s Earth if she sleeps, is hit by magic, or dies.
Intuition: Hu Tian has X2 sight and X2 perception compared to an average human. She is excellent at pattern recognition and sensory analysis.