COMANCHE

Indistinguishable age, dark complected, black hair, huge eyebrows, full mustache. Short and dirty, Comanche is perpetually dressed in dark slacks, a pit-stained, short sleeved, collared button-up with a brown tie, mirrored aviator shades and a shoulder holster housing a .38 revolver. World-weary and gruff, Comanche is a relic, a metaphorical fly trapped in the amber of the 1970s, oblivious to the rest of the world's move into the 21st century. Once a joyful husband and father of two, Comanche is now hardened, ruthless and possessed with vengeance over the death of his wife and children – a fate he believes they met at the hands of the crime syndicate A.N.G.L.O. Otherwise fearless, Comanche is stricken with an intense, irrational phobia of small dogs. His diet consists solely of beef jerky and hot sauce. A lifelong member of CPD, Comanche has set the seemingly unbreakable record for number of "excessive force" citations garnered – a source of great pride. Comanche engages in voice overs –– as an expositional tool. He's also given to employing catch phrases such as "Face meet foot," (kick), "I used to be a brain surgeon. My specialty: Lobotomy," (face pound), "Confused? Let me break it down for you," (karate chop), etc.