age: 67
Game Genre: covert Spy drama
Vasquez is an old man from Honduras who has spent the last 31 years of his life incarcerated in a secret department of Guantanamo Bay, Department SG-87. As a young boy until his mid teens, he had mobile existence, supporting his Mother's always on the go street cart business, where they cooked Baboon calf's on the spot and sliced mildly fresh pineapple fruits. Seeing his mother suffer so much trying to provide a decent existence for him at all cost, eventually suffering to failing health, he always was on the swivel, to spot a opportunity that could help them. One day his mother fell ill to an unknown disease, and was unable to continue the business. Vasquez was beyond stressed for both of their survival. Receiving an anonymous tip from their last customer and their last nickel, Vasquez no stranger to long trips, traveled 32 miles to meet a "company where he could make some quick fast dough. This was the beginning....
This company supplied him with a job of transporting a package of drugs to a number of locations across the country. So busy in trying to stack the necessary dollars to save his mother, he was unable to visit until it came time for him to drop a package off at his home town. There he found his mother dead from the disease ( unbeknownst to him, the anonymous tipper, also tiped a bit of the deadly giogiandium drug off into their baboon calf dinner that night), Vasquez was petrified with emotional pain. Unable to move for days, until his boss, the once antonymous tipper, paid him a visit. He said he'd give him a promotion.
For the next decade, Vasquez had been transporting the drug back and forth from central and North America, eventually becoming a efficient transporter, often making trips in days a load. He was also extremely deadly, something the U.S. Government was aware of, and boxed him in one day, sending him to Guantanamo Bay Department SG-87 to rot for the next 31 years where he bust out packing himself into a box of license plates, and jumping out of the plane with a conveniently placed parachute from the packaging hanger, landing in the Arizona desert, where he's now roaming trying to get across the boarder back to Honduras.
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