[b][i]Name: Vito. Just Vito.
Appearance:
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Age: 32
Birth Country: Born in No-Name.
Family Members:None.
Role:Detective.

Starting Fortune: Silver plated 1911.About 253 Euros. To say his house is "modest" would be a severe overstatement. Vito owns a house in the slums,where more often than not, a murder happens right down the street. The inside of the dwelling is...rough. Whisky bottles, trash, and cigarette butts liter the place. He's tried cleaning once but that shit was hard so..yeah...moving on.

Strengths:
Brawler- Life was rough in the beginning of Vito's life so, he was left with two choices.Get hard or get out. Vito ain't no pushover so he quickly became used to the street life. Scraps and brawls were pretty much a everyday occurence,he won most of the time though that tommy kid got the better of him once.

Street life- Vito grew up on the streets so he can relate somewhat to the criminals out there. Hell, even has a modest relationship with some dealers. Well not a relationship but more like a 'If you may or may not have some information about something, you may or may not be obligated to share said information with me cause I may or may not arrest you or put a bullet through your head' type deal.

Weaknesses: 
Smoker- Can't resist a good smoke. Naturally,he can't run as fast or as long as some people,so sometimes perps get away. But then he shoots them in the knee,which makes they WAY easier to chase.

It's all about the a,a,a,alcohol- He's a on again off again alcoholic. May or may not  look away from a crime if awarded a very expensive bottle of whisky.

Greatest Fear- Honestly, Vito hates seein people die,strange as that may be. Dead bodies he can deal with but seein someone die in front of him? Scares the shit outta him.

Backround: If one were to look up 'common peasant' than picture of Vito would be there. Originally born in the slums of No-Name, he quickly learned that "fight or die" was a way of life. Father was a gangster, Mother was a junkie, Brother died before he was born. His dad always wanted him to 'join the cause' but Vito was drawn to something else. Police work. I understand that sounds strange but hey, No-Name is strange right? Through his teenage years he worked hard in school,eventually being the only one in his family to graduate highschool. After highschool came the academy,where he was shaped into a 'good citizen' and 'hardworking cop'. The first few years were filled with shootouts,robberies,pretty much anything that can go wrong,went very,very, wrong. One day, he made a dumb move of gettin himself shot while trying to protect some stripper. Bing Bang Boom promotion. blah blah blah'honorable service' or something like that,all that really mattered was that he was promoted to detective. Currently investigating strings of murders.

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