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Vinson Jankowski
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Many value appearances like they would with refined jewelry, and perhaps even more than their self-consciousness and moral perspectives. Oftentimes it would be played, gambled with the exchange of one's identity for the price of obtaining favourable impressions. It's a common practice and especially from a culture which is richly dominated by indifference. To Vinson, it's merely a game he has to reluctantly put himself into. Dress to impress and make his authority known. In Europa, fear is one of its currencies and there are no better means to impose eminence than to flourish in lavish veneers.
While privileged aristocrats have their own unique standards, Vinson finds it less of a need and more of a blueprint he'd map through -- although his sporadic extravagance makes it rather contradicting. He finds dark-coloured clothing to be the most comfortable. Occasionally there's a hat worn, but it goes when the natural mood of wearing it pushes its way through his thoughts. Of course, there's no philosophical nexus which would showcase a fondness of darkness or any other grim-sounding impishness, but there are times when it inadvertently becomes the case. His tall, 6-foot height is brought by genetics but his lean frame is the product of his tireless endeavours in his days at Unit BLCK. Hazel eyes accentuate a face slightly unaffected by age -- although silver streaks surrounding his light-brown hair provides a rather unfortunate departure from youth. Scars can be found appearing as a thin line on the upper side of his right brow and a discernible cut at the lower side of his left cheek. Beard is kept neat and regularly trimmed which envelopes his defined jawline.
While privileged aristocrats have their own unique standards, Vinson finds it less of a need and more of a blueprint he'd map through -- although his sporadic extravagance makes it rather contradicting. He finds dark-coloured clothing to be the most comfortable. Occasionally there's a hat worn, but it goes when the natural mood of wearing it pushes its way through his thoughts. Of course, there's no philosophical nexus which would showcase a fondness of darkness or any other grim-sounding impishness, but there are times when it inadvertently becomes the case. His tall, 6-foot height is brought by genetics but his lean frame is the product of his tireless endeavours in his days at Unit BLCK. Hazel eyes accentuate a face slightly unaffected by age -- although silver streaks surrounding his light-brown hair provides a rather unfortunate departure from youth. Scars can be found appearing as a thin line on the upper side of his right brow and a discernible cut at the lower side of his left cheek. Beard is kept neat and regularly trimmed which envelopes his defined jawline.
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Vinson or Mr. V as what he's commonly known -- which he now prefers to be called as rather than being addressed with his real name, is a former division headman of UNIT BLCK who has since resigned from that position to affiliate with EuroCorp's security and interrogations -- and of course, because of a higher pay grade. A polarized version of his former self and a paragon of what Europa is becoming, Vinson is adherent to social Darwinism, often favouring his ruthless means of obtaining jurisdiction above all else. In spite of such, Vinson thrives in composed contemplation, meager with his satire provocative. He listens to what isn't heard and dissimulates as if he doesn't. He is relatively quiet for the most part, preferring to be in solitude where his mind becomes a more powerful weapon than those he possesses.
Friends are anomalies, but should it consider his colleagues, then there's a network of it. Some know what Vinson has become and what he once was, and it wouldn't sound surprising if they would advise precaution if one were to heed his approach. This isn't always the case however. For the most part, he isn't the stereotypical bad guy, nor he is one. There's still that naive belief of righteousness left in him and despite his attempts of disconnecting himself from it, it never goes away. Guilt runs when his actions fail to justify anything. Not long ago he felt something similar and he wished he never would in the future.
In the outside, Vinson is an enigma. He relishes the many masks he wears because with each of their self-reliance, they are always him. More than anything, he keeps his internal struggles to himself, not risking to be read as a book and be labeled with a misled generalization. He can be anyone and no one at the same time. Towards the society that Europa spawned, he despises people who hope for the impossible; those who would, without forethought, band themselves together for the sake of an uprising against a system crafted by corporatocracy. He hates it and the idea itself. To him, there's never going to be a positive connotation with anarchy being the resolving response.
Friends are anomalies, but should it consider his colleagues, then there's a network of it. Some know what Vinson has become and what he once was, and it wouldn't sound surprising if they would advise precaution if one were to heed his approach. This isn't always the case however. For the most part, he isn't the stereotypical bad guy, nor he is one. There's still that naive belief of righteousness left in him and despite his attempts of disconnecting himself from it, it never goes away. Guilt runs when his actions fail to justify anything. Not long ago he felt something similar and he wished he never would in the future.
In the outside, Vinson is an enigma. He relishes the many masks he wears because with each of their self-reliance, they are always him. More than anything, he keeps his internal struggles to himself, not risking to be read as a book and be labeled with a misled generalization. He can be anyone and no one at the same time. Towards the society that Europa spawned, he despises people who hope for the impossible; those who would, without forethought, band themselves together for the sake of an uprising against a system crafted by corporatocracy. He hates it and the idea itself. To him, there's never going to be a positive connotation with anarchy being the resolving response.
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The past has been long forgotten yet would depend only when thoughts of it were to find space in Vinson's head. There's no denial that he's still a father and he won't be able to escape the fact whenever he wanted to. He was given a chance to provide a better life for the only family he had, but his radical view of the world disposed it. Since then, his wife Lydia never saw the same man she fell in-love with. Lest their son would become the same ruthless and unforgiving wreck, Lydia took him away from Vinson's custody after their separation. Vinson didn't blame Lydia nor himself. He just wished he was given time to explain and justify his actions. Furious of the conclusion, it ultimately shifted his moral perspective -- as if it would now be considered as moral. Lydia's fear of what Vinson might become turned out to be the catalyst of his identity.
Prior to submitting himself for an elite seat within EuroCorp, Vinson had worked with UNIT BLCK. One sortie he was appointed to became the upbringing of his praised efforts to sustain EuroCorp's ceaseless rule. He and his assigned unit were tasked to capture the scientist, hacktivist and a corporate terrorist Jeddiah Mack. He was known for his revolution-centered mindset and is one of the few voices who represented the oppressed proletariat. As his whereabouts were infiltrated, Mack's submission to authorities was without bloodshed. He had weapons and henchmen. However, they weren't as trained as Vinson and his men. The violent encounter ended up in Mack being gunned down by Vinson himself, but the event was completely covered and concealed by none other than EuroCorp in fear of a tumultuous unrest among the lower class.
The event had Lydia question who Vinson was becoming, noticing how unaffected he was with executing a known figure whom she had positive views towards. Vinson's only reason of doing so was due to his job, supported by his opinion of the man he killed to be someone who has nothing to offer but lies. Eventually, it became the topic which led to their separation. Vinson never understood why, but after he had settled with his personal frustrations, he learned to let it go. His perspective then shifted more into hatred, something which is aimed at those who bore similar ideologies as Jeddiah Mack.
Vinson left Unit BLCK months after he and his wife Lydia separated and with his son Aleksander being in her custody. However, leaving didn't mark the end of his endeavors. Soon after, he became acquainted to a few powerful people from EuroCorp and later found his new place in corporate security and interrogations. While his new calling was entirely different from his previous -- which meant less on physical work and more on intelligence, Vinson still hasn't departed from his old ways of making himself known. In fact, his means of putting people in their place is more remorseless than ever.
Prior to submitting himself for an elite seat within EuroCorp, Vinson had worked with UNIT BLCK. One sortie he was appointed to became the upbringing of his praised efforts to sustain EuroCorp's ceaseless rule. He and his assigned unit were tasked to capture the scientist, hacktivist and a corporate terrorist Jeddiah Mack. He was known for his revolution-centered mindset and is one of the few voices who represented the oppressed proletariat. As his whereabouts were infiltrated, Mack's submission to authorities was without bloodshed. He had weapons and henchmen. However, they weren't as trained as Vinson and his men. The violent encounter ended up in Mack being gunned down by Vinson himself, but the event was completely covered and concealed by none other than EuroCorp in fear of a tumultuous unrest among the lower class.
The event had Lydia question who Vinson was becoming, noticing how unaffected he was with executing a known figure whom she had positive views towards. Vinson's only reason of doing so was due to his job, supported by his opinion of the man he killed to be someone who has nothing to offer but lies. Eventually, it became the topic which led to their separation. Vinson never understood why, but after he had settled with his personal frustrations, he learned to let it go. His perspective then shifted more into hatred, something which is aimed at those who bore similar ideologies as Jeddiah Mack.
Vinson left Unit BLCK months after he and his wife Lydia separated and with his son Aleksander being in her custody. However, leaving didn't mark the end of his endeavors. Soon after, he became acquainted to a few powerful people from EuroCorp and later found his new place in corporate security and interrogations. While his new calling was entirely different from his previous -- which meant less on physical work and more on intelligence, Vinson still hasn't departed from his old ways of making himself known. In fact, his means of putting people in their place is more remorseless than ever.
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Β»Tormentor 370 crossbow which is nicknamed as 'The Prisoner' is an ultra compact and modified crossbow which fires piercing, hook-embedded bolts fastened within the flight groove's mechanism. This can be similar to the infamous grappling hook gun in some aspects, but is used to primarily close the gap between the user and the target and immobilize the target as the bolt impales through their skin once hit. Somewhat like a harpoon but is more advanced ... because it's the future, duh!
Β»Sig Sauer P229 used when a quick death is the only answer to the problem at hand.
Β»Pantera claw often used to execute targets immobilized by The Prisoner.
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Β»UNIT BLCK's enhanced, high-end Kevlar. Although resigning had limited Vinson's access to their more advanced armour sets, his current one still stands through its excellent durability and secure protection. The vest has an impervious structure built for utmost resistance. It's light and doesn't hinder one's mobility when worn, though there are times when one if its straps crumples the skin. Luckily, it's one of the rare cases due to manufacturing errors.
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Undisclosed. Let's say EuroCorp pays him handsomely.
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Β» Vinson's humor isn't easily understood.
Β» The future is now! I guess...
Β» The future is now! I guess...