Everyone suspects JASON VANCE of at least one of the cardinal sins, but in Nevada, the worst sins are bound by blood and this is HIS: FOXES. HE rolled the dice TWO YEARS ago as a VYGYVTSYA. Under the desert sun, they claim the act of SECURITY FOR LOTUS HOTEL & CASINO. Theyâre often mistaken for DOMINIC SHERWOOD before those crimson colored glasses slide down their nose. JACE better get busy living, or theyâll get busy dying by the ripe age of THIRTY-TWO. There are no second acts in a marked life, and itâs measured out by the melody of NATURAL BORN KILLER BY AVENGED SEVENFOLD.
BASIC INFORMATION.
full name: jason michael vance name meaning:Â the name jason is a typically masculine name that is believed to have greek and hebrew origins. jason is a classic and traditional greek name. in greek, the name means âhealer.â nickname / alias: jace gender / pronouns: cisman / he, him sexuality: bisexual, with a preference for men age, birthday + zodiac:Â 32, January 17th, 1990 + capricorn place of birth: kent, england, united kingdom job: security for lotus hotel & casino //Â vygyvtsya for the foxes song: natural born killer - avenged sevenfold
APPEARANCE.
faceclaim: dominic sherwood height: 5â˛11 eye color: he suffers from heterochromia. one eye is pale blue while the other is blue/brown hair color + appearance: blond, though his natural hair color is brunette + muscular, usually dresses in leather jackets and black jeans with boots tattoos / scars: he has tattoos spread across his body. his organization tattoo is hidden inside of his tattoo sleeve / he has several scars from his time he spent over seas.
BIOGRAPHY.Â
TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR:Â Death, targeted killing, military training, sociopathy
âThe darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole.â For some children, their future is theirs to shape. As time progresses, children learn what they like and donât like. They gain a personality all to themselves and in most cases, determine their own path. For Jason, he was never given that choice. Born into a military family, he spent a majority of his childhood on military bases where his father held rank as Regimental Sergeant Major after making a career for himself in the British Army after the National Service Act went into effect in 1949.
With his father active in the military, Jason was able to attend Duke of Yorkâs Royal Military School where military traditions and discipline were instilled into his daily routine. For the next seven years, Jason remained at said boarding school and actively grew involved in the activities the school had to offer. He passed his GCSE with flying colors, graduated at the top of his class, and eventually met a recruiter to dig deeper into a future in the military. The only choice heâd need to make involved which branch he wanted to go into. Each branch had its potential as far as Jason was concerned and while he will never admit his fatherâs influence had something to do with his decision, he too picked the British Army. At 17, he officially signed.
He started at the bottom, but slowly climbed his way in the ranks. As someone who didnât want to participate in the military simply because thatâs what his father wanted, Jason did all he could to get out from under the shadow his father had created as a senior officer. He started off as an infantry soldier, mastering a number of weapons, completed undercover missions in Northern Ireland, and completed several tours overseas before his active sergeant pulled him to the side and asked him what he truly wanted to do with his time. When The Special Reconnaissance Regiment (SRR) was mentioned, Jason didnât even hesitate. He applied for the position, but he didnât hear anything back for what felt like months. Unknown to him, the SRR was insanely selective in who they picked and had no intentions on offering him a position immediately. It wasnât until he had come back from his third trip overseas that he finally received an offer for this specific position. He was trained in various special forces techniques, including resistance to interrogation, escape and evasion, close-quarters combat, and high and low altitude parachuting. He was also taught to master intelligence-gathering operations.
He spent a good ten years with the SRR. He has learned to master several techniques, though he excels at following his targets on foot without being caught and heâs a pro at installing wiretaps and cameras on those unfortunate enough to be his target. Â While he will never straight up admit to killing anyone, there was a time he became so desensitized to his work that accidentally killing those at the wrong place at the wrong time got nothing more than a shrug from him. As time progressed, Jasonâs behavior become more erratic to the point where formal discipline had to happen. After documents were uncovered proving he had eliminated several people not on his list while overseas, a cover up happened. While he remained in the SRR, the disciplinary action that followed took him out of active duty and put on the reserve list.
Moving to America was probably not the brightest idea he had, but for Jason, the change of scenery has been good for him. Nevada, though obnoxiously hot, is a place he couldnât be happier in. He will be the first to admit he came across the Foxes on an accident, but given his former career and his ability to get intel, he canât say heâs surprised thereâs something lurking under the surface here. Initiation was unique and reminded him of the training he went through in the military, but like most things, Jasonâs ego is bigger than most realize. While being hunted in the desert, he did what he did best. He fought back. He was able to disarm two of them and the third, he used their own weapon against them, leaving a mark that has probably scarred over.
He has been with the Foxes ever since, honing skills and making them better. Although he is not officially out of the military, he hasnât been called to serve in almost three years. Instead, he is serving another organization. One that pays him better and offers him the freedom to be himself. An organization that doesnât seem to care as long as he cleans up his messes.
