Zhaocai Mao

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Zhaocai Mao☯︎
Player: @Dangerclose50
"Zhaocai Mao, ya'll be finna'rememba'that name."
Character Build
Class Focus:	Fire Martial Artist Chi Melee Hybrid
Power Level:	40
Research & Development:	Mystic
Biographical Data
Real Name:	Jennifer Cao Mui
Known Aliases:	Zhao Mao
Gender:	Female
Species:	Half Human - Half Yaoguai
Ethnicity:	Chinese-American
Place of Birth:	Westside Detroit
Base of Operations:	Millennium City, Detroit
Relatives:	Luji Mao (Mother), Hao Mao (Younger Brother) Bifang (Father)
Characteristics
Age:	22 years old
Height:	5'6
Weight:	Around 138lbs
Eyes:	Lime Green
Hair:	Black-Red-Blond mix
Complexion:	Light golden tan
Physical Build:	Athletic-Curvy
Physical Features:	Snakebite & Navel piercing
Status
Alignment:	██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ Chaotic Good
Reputation:	██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ ██ Reputable
Identity:	Public
Years Active:	6
Citizenship:	Chinese & American Citizenship
Occupation:	Thief & Vigilante
Education:	High School Dropout
Marital Status:	Single
Known Powers and Abilities
Chi reading, manipulation and conjuring, Luck & Jinx manipulation/Aura.
Equipment and Paraphernalia
Varies greatly

Attributes
	Strength	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Endurance	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Agility	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Speed	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Fighting	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Projectiles	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Durability	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Resistance	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Intelligence	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Psyche	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Intuition	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Charisma	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
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Jennifer Mui grew up in the heart of Chinatown, a neglected corner of Detroit’s Westside. The eldest child of Lu Ji, an immigrant single mother, Jennifer quickly learned the meaning of responsibility. Life was tough, but Lu Ji worked tirelessly to provide for her children, holding down two jobs—waiting tables during the day and cleaning office buildings at night. Though their apartment was cramped and modest, it was filled with love, and Lu Ji always found time to teach Jennifer about their heritage and values, instilling pride in their identity.

When Jennifer was 11, her younger brother Hao was born. His arrival brought both joy and additional challenges. Lu Ji’s already limited resources were stretched even thinner, but Jennifer adored her baby brother and often helped care for him, becoming his second protector.

When Jennifer was 13, tragedy struck. One night, while walking home from the diner after a late shift, Lu Ji was caught in the crossfire of a gang shootout. A stray bullet ended her life, leaving Jennifer and two-year-old Hao orphaned. The police treated the incident as just another statistic, a common occurrence in a neighborhood plagued by violence.

Jennifer was devastated. Her mother had been her rock, and now she was gone. With no extended family to turn to and the foster system looming, Jennifer made a fateful decision: she would keep her family together at all costs. Refusing to let strangers raise her brother, Jennifer dropped out of school and took full responsibility for Hao.

The streets of Chinatown, already unforgiving, became even harsher without Lu Ji’s protection. Jennifer took on whatever jobs she could find to make ends meet, from cleaning homes in wealthier neighborhoods to running deliveries for local shop owners. Some jobs weren’t exactly legal, but Jennifer didn’t have the luxury of being choosy.

By necessity, Jennifer became street-smart and tough. She learned to navigate the gang-dominated landscape, avoiding trouble where she could and standing her ground when she couldn’t. Her focus was singular: keep a roof over Hao’s head, food on the table, and him safe from the dangers that had claimed their mother.

Hao, too young to understand the full weight of their situation, became Jennifer’s anchor. His laughter and curiosity gave her purpose, reminding her of the innocence she was determined to protect.

Jennifer Mui’s frustration with the system began long before her mother’s death but solidified in the aftermath of that tragedy. Chinatown and the surrounding areas of Westside Detroit were often overlooked by both the government and the city’s self-proclaimed protectors. Infrastructure was crumbling, public services were scarce, and law enforcement treated the neighborhood as a no-go zone unless it was to crack down on petty criminals.

As Jennifer grew older, she noticed the glaring disparity between neighborhoods like hers and the wealthier districts of the city. Police cars were a rare sight in Chinatown, but when they did appear, it was to hassle small shop owners, detain loitering teens, or perform perfunctory sweeps that did nothing to address the deep-rooted issues. The gang leaders and slumlords who profited off the community’s despair operated with near impunity, their wealth shielding them from meaningful consequences.

Jennifer’s anger only simmered when her mother, Lu Ji, was killed. The police investigation was perfunctory at best. Officers arrived hours after the incident, treating Lu Ji’s death as just another statistic in a long list of unsolved murders. They didn’t interview witnesses, didn’t follow leads, and seemed more concerned with filing paperwork than finding justice. When Jennifer tried to press for answers, she was met with condescension and thinly veiled dismissal.

“You people need to handle your own problems,” one officer had said, words that stayed with Jennifer for years.

Jennifer’s disillusionment wasn’t limited to law enforcement. As she grew older, she became increasingly skeptical of the so-called “heroes” who graced the city. Caped vigilantes and superpowered champions made headlines when they thwarted world-ending threats or brought down flashy villains in wealthy districts. But in Chinatown, their presence was almost nonexistent.

Her bitterness toward these “sellout capes” grew from witnessing their selective heroism. They swooped in to save the day when cameras were rolling, but when it came to addressing systemic issues like poverty, gang violence, and exploitation in neighborhoods like hers, they were nowhere to be found. Jennifer couldn’t help but wonder if their priorities were driven more by public relations than a genuine desire to help.

When she was 15, a highly publicized hero coalition launched an initiative to “clean up” Detroit. For weeks, news outlets broadcast stories about crime being driven down in affluent areas, thanks to the heroes’ intervention. Meanwhile, Chinatown and other impoverished neighborhoods bore the brunt of the crime displaced from those “cleaned-up” areas. Jennifer watched as violence escalated in her community while the heroes declared victory and moved on to their next high-profile mission.

Her disillusionment turned into outright disdain. To Jennifer, the capes were no better than the corrupt politicians and landlords who exploited her people—they just wore brighter colors.

Jennifer’s anger at the system deepened as she navigated the challenges of raising her younger brother Hao after their mother’s death. With no extended family to help, she was thrust into the role of parent and provider. Social services were quick to intervene when they thought Jennifer was incapable of caring for Hao but were unresponsive when she reached out for genuine help.

At one point, Jennifer attempted to enroll Hao in a better school outside of Chinatown, hoping to give him a chance at a brighter future. The application was rejected because she couldn’t provide proof of income, a requirement that seemed designed to keep families like hers trapped in cycles of poverty.

Her bitterness toward the system reached a boiling point when a local gang leader extorted the tenants of her apartment complex, including her. The landlord, well aware of the gang’s activities, did nothing to stop it. Jennifer contacted the police, hoping for intervention, but they never showed up. She realized that the law only seemed to work for those who could afford its protection.

By the time Jennifer was 16, she understood the unspoken rules of the system: the rich and powerful thrived at the expense of the poor, and the institutions that were supposed to serve the people were complicit. Police officers were more interested in shaking down small-time offenders than confronting the heavily armed gangs. Politicians made empty promises during election seasons and disappeared when it came time to deliver. Even the heroes, who claimed to fight for justice, were part of the problem, ignoring the struggles of those who lived in the shadows of their skyscrapers.

This realization left Jennifer with a seething hatred for the inequities around her. She began to see the world as a rigged game, one where people like her and Hao were destined to lose unless they made their own rules.

Jennifer’s frustration eventually turned into action. The tipping point came when the landlord of her apartment complex announced a steep rent hike, citing “renovations” that never materialized. It was clear the increase was meant to drive out tenants who couldn’t pay, allowing the landlord to sell the building to a developer.

Furious and desperate to keep a roof over her brother’s head, Jennifer decided to take matters into her own hands. She broke into the landlord’s office one night, finding not only cash but documents revealing his collusion with gangs to intimidate tenants. Jennifer took what she needed and anonymously leaked the incriminating documents to a local activist group.

Though it was a small victory, it sparked something in her. She realized that the system could be subverted and that she had the skills and determination to do it. If no one else would fight for her community, she would, marking the beginning of Jennifer's transition into Zhaocai Mao.

Jennifer Mui’s transition into becoming Zhaocai Mao began as a slow burn fueled by necessity, anger, and an innate sense of justice twisted by her environment. At first, her actions were small and personal—breaking into local gang hideouts to retrieve money stolen from struggling shop owners or intercepting shipments of stolen goods to return them to their rightful owners. Her goal wasn’t to become a hero but to address the immediate needs of her community.

Her first major heist was almost accidental. While frequenting one of her favorite noodle shops, Jennifer overheard a conversation between a corrupt local city councilman and a gang leader. They were discussing a payoff involving a substantial amount of cash stashed in a nearby safe house. Struggling to pay rent and feed Hao, Jennifer decided to take a chance.

Armed with nothing but a crowbar and a bandana tied over her face, Jennifer broke into the safe house late at night. The job was sloppy, almost amateurish, she nearly tripped the alarm and barely managed to sneak past the one guard stationed inside. But she got what she came for: $15,000 in untraceable bills. She left $10,000 on the doorstep of a struggling family in her apartment complex, paid her rent for the next six months with the rest, and never looked back.

Another of Jennifer’s early missions as Zhaocai Mao solidified her role as Chinatown’s unspoken defender. A local charity, which operated a food bank and community center, was targeted by a gang demanding protection money. When the charity couldn’t pay, the gang retaliated by trashing the center and threatening to burn it down.

Jennifer decided to send a message. She staked out the gang’s headquarters for days, learning their schedules and routines. On the night of her plan, she broke into the building, dismantled their surveillance system, and sabotaged their stash of weapons. She even left a threatening message carved into the gang leader’s desk, warning them to stay out of Chinatown.

But Jennifer wasn’t satisfied with scaring them off. She found their safe, loaded with cash from their extortion rackets, and took everything. The next day, she anonymously donated the money to the charity, allowing them to repair the damage and continue their work.

Jennifer Mui’s bond with her community in Chinatown and Westside at large is complex, shaped by her dual role as a local protector and a shadowy vigilante. Her love for the neighborhood and its people is deeply rooted in her upbringing, but her methods as Zhaocai Mao often force her to operate from the shadows, keeping her identity and intentions hidden from most. Despite this, her actions foster a unique relationship with the residents of Chinatown and beyond, a dynamic that has only continued to evolve as her reputation grew.

Jennifer sees the everyday people of Chinatown—the shopkeepers, street vendors, elders, and children—as the heart of the neighborhood. These are the people she fights for, even if they don’t always know it. She quietly supports struggling businesses by donating stolen money anonymously, paying off debts, or funding repairs after gang attacks.

The owners of the dim sum restaurants, herbal medicine shops, and convenience stores begin to notice her subtle acts of kindness. Though they don’t know who Zhaocai Mao is, they recognize her as a silent guardian. Some start leaving small tokens of gratitude—a warm meal left outside their doors, incense burned in her honor, or red paper talismans with blessings for protection.

For the older generation, Jennifer becomes a symbol of defiance, reminiscent of the Robin Hood tales they heard in their youth. To the younger generation, she’s a legend, inspiring whispered stories about the Lucky Cat who steals from the powerful and stands up to the gangs and corrupt officials.

While many view her as a savior, not everyone in the community supports her actions. Some residents, particularly those who rely on gangs for protection or loans, see her as a disruptive force that stirs up trouble and invites retaliation. Jennifer’s thefts and sabotage often lead to gang crackdowns, resulting in innocent people being caught in the crossfire.

A local community leader, Mr. Liang, becomes one of Jennifer’s most vocal critics. He runs a neighborhood council that advocates for peaceful resolutions and cooperation with the authorities, believing that vigilante justice only exacerbates the cycle of violence. He frequently speaks out against Zhaocai Mao, accusing her of being reckless and self-serving.

Jennifer, while respecting Mr. Liang’s dedication, privately resents his criticism. She knows the system he places his faith in has long since failed Chinatown. However, his words plant seeds of doubt, forcing her to question whether her actions are truly helping or if she’s simply fighting a losing battle.

Jennifer’s presence has had a profound impact on the younger generation, particularly the teenagers and children of Chinatown. Many of them grow up idolizing her as a modern-day hero. She becomes a symbol of hope for kids who feel trapped by poverty and gang influence.

On several occasions, Jennifer secretly intervenes in the lives of at-risk youth. She anonymously funds scholarships, helps families relocate to safer areas, and even mentors a few teenagers who remind her of herself. However, she’s careful not to get too close, knowing her dangerous lifestyle could put them at risk.

A pivotal moment in this influence occurred when she saved a young boy, Ming, from being recruited by a local gang. Ming’s family struggled to make ends meet, and the gang offered him easy money in exchange for running errands. Jennifer intervened, having warned him of the dangers and later slipped his mother an envelope of cash to cover their rent. Ming has since then become one of her most devoted supporters, spreading tales of Zhaocai Mao’s bravery and inspiring other kids to resist the pull of gang life.

However beyond just the relationship Zhaocai Mao shares with the community at large, there are other's she harbors a deep care and love for such as her brother Hao whom has since the death of their mother become ever more like a son to Jennifer. Furthermore, there is also Jennifer's relationship with none other than Jacqueline Blackwell .

Jennifer and Jacqueline's bond is a powerful connection built on mutual respect, shared struggles, and a profound understanding of each other’s pain. At first glance, the two women couldn’t be more different—Jennifer’s street-smart and rebellious nature sharply contrasts Jacqueline’s disciplined, military precision. However, these differences have soon become the foundation of their relationship as it's seen today, as both recognize qualities in the other that complement their own strengths and fill the gaps in their individual experiences. Over time, their bond's have evolved from mere partnership into something akin to sisterhood, deeply rooted in trust and shared purpose.

Jennifer’s initial perception of Jacqueline was that of an outsider, someone who couldn’t possibly understand the plight of her community. She viewed Jacqueline’s rigid adherence to order as a relic of the institutions Jennifer blamed for neglecting places like Chinatown. But Jacqueline’s willingness to put herself in harm’s way to protect innocent lives slowly earned Jennifer’s respect. One pivotal moment was when Jacqueline shielded Jennifer from an ambush during a high-stakes mission. That act of selflessness left a lasting impression, breaking down Jennifer’s walls and revealing Jacqueline’s true character as someone who genuinely cared, not just about missions but about people.

Jacqueline, on the other hand, initially struggled to understand Jennifer’s defiant and seemingly reckless approach to their work. She saw Jennifer’s emotional connection to the community as a potential liability in their operations. However, witnessing Jennifer’s tireless efforts to uplift her neighborhood, often at great personal risk, opened Jacqueline’s eyes to a side of heroism she had never fully considered. Jennifer wasn’t just fighting against injustice; she was fighting for her people, creating opportunities and hope in a way Jacqueline deeply admired. This realization made Jacqueline reevaluate her own motivations and methods, ultimately inspiring her to become more connected with the people she sought to protect.

Their bond deepened as they began sharing their personal histories, finding surprising parallels in their lives. Jacqueline’s guilt over her father’s death and her regret over her time with ICON resonated with Jennifer’s pain over losing her mother and struggling to raise her younger brother, Hao, in a harsh world. These shared experiences of loss and survival forged an unspoken understanding between them. Jacqueline’s protective nature extended to Hao, whom she treated as her own little brother, teaching him self-defense and encouraging his dreams. This gesture touched Jennifer deeply, solidifying Jacqueline’s place not just as a partner but as family.

Jennifer and Jacqueline’s dynamic grew to include a playful, sisterly camaraderie. Jennifer’s sharp wit and humor often lightened Jacqueline’s serious demeanor, while Jacqueline’s calm and methodical approach grounded Jennifer during tense moments. They found a rhythm in their differences, relying on each other’s strengths to navigate even the most dangerous situations. Jennifer admired Jacqueline’s unwavering discipline and strategic brilliance, while Jacqueline found herself inspired by Jennifer’s resilience and ability to connect with people on a deeply personal level.

At the core of their bond is an unyielding loyalty to one another. They know they can depend on each other in life-or-death situations, and this trust extends beyond the battlefield. Whether it’s Jennifer encouraging Jacqueline to loosen up and embrace the community they’re protecting or Jacqueline reminding Jennifer to approach challenges with patience and strategy, their relationship is one of mutual growth. Together, they’ve become a formidable team, united by their shared mission to fight for justice and the unshakable belief that they’re stronger together than apart.