Vance Montenegro

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Name: Vance Ricardo Montenegro

Age: 19

D.O.B.: 1987

Height: 6'5"

Weight: 245lbs

Hair style: Dark, conservatively styled, slicked back.

Eye Colour: Brown

Physical Description: If one were asked to describe Vance Montenegro in a single word, "imposing" would immediately come to mind. Towering at 6'5" of pure sinewy muscle, more sculpted than one would ever truly need, another word comes to mind: Unapproachable. The man's jaw juts out, framing his square face, his under bite the only thing preventing those around him from thinking that he is wearing a mask- the only feature which humanizes him, as his cold dark eyes refused to do such a simple task. His cold dark eyes like black holes, as his heart must be, darker than his polished knee length boots; more rigid than starched and pressed DPS uniform. Another way to describe Vance Montenegro is Cold, Neutral, Unfeeling.

If those whom he interrogated ever lived, they would say, "Sadistic" and yet, they never do.

Situation and Occupation before the Collapse: Danny was nine at the time of the collapse, the son of immigrants working blue collar jobs in the country of Zeshia. The boy watched as his father came home every night, watched when he was supposed to be asleep in his room as his father talked to his mother with his face cupped in his hands, his voice muffled. His father only talked of how hopeless the situation was, and how they simply," Should have stayed in the home country, as things are no better here."
Later the boy would find out that his father was being bullied by the corrupt bosses of the tenement in which his family resided. As his father did not have money, he was forced to live in a low rent apartment at rates which left him in perpetual debt to the corrupt bureaucrats who owned the foreign sectors of Zeshia.
The boy found himself watching again, this time from under a the bed as his parents were brutally murdered by the boss' thugs. The year was 1995.
Two months later, the Orphan found himself taken off the streets which he roamed and put into a government run orphanage. Two weeks after this event something happened that would change the world.

Situation and Occupation Presently:Vance is a low ranking DPS officer who specializes in interrogation. Vance is what one would call a "bad cop". Vance takes those who are suspected of terrorism and hits them, trying to get them to speak. If the hitting does not work, there is water torture, if the water torture does not work, there is always pliers. The list goes on. Above all Vance shows that it is the most primitive methods that make people talk, he and a minority of interrogators slowly gaining power in the ranks of the DPS- a minority armed with stone age weaponry, rusty and dull, eagerly awaiting their chance to better the Zeshia, to better the world.
Why does he torture the stone age grunts passed over to him with such fervor? Simple. Those who murdered his parents did so over money, over currency. In a system in which currency is non-existent, the event that murdered his innocence and raped his compassion will never happen again. Without money, there will be no more corruption. Those fools in the stone age will not ruin this perfect world- Vance's perfect world; everyone's perfect world.
Vance cannot wait for his promotion into the higher ranks. Vance yerns for the chance to wrap his wire cutting pliers around the pinky finger of some high ranking Stoneage terrorist and whisper," Let's try this again."
Address: (eg, Tower 43, Floor 15, Apartment 15/2)

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I shall finish later. Time for work.