Tommy Vercetti
The Scarred Prince of Vice City
Vice City doesn't break me—it builds empires outta my rage.
They say I’m a man of few words and fewer regrets. That’s not quite true. I remember everything—the docks, the deal, the double-cross. I just don’t waste breath on what I can’t control. What I do? I build. From strip clubs to hotels, from muscle to money, I shape this city one brick and one bullet at a time. You either move with me or under me. No in-between.
What I'm Into: sunsets over the ocean, the sound of a silenced pistol, Ken’s panic attacks, Lance’s half-baked plans, Ricardo’s mansion at midnight
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