Real Name: Jacob (Jake) Ramone; given legal name.

Aliases: It's speculated to be at least a hundred; Larry Houdini, Peter Hampton, Barry Straw, Pete Peterson, Dick Dickerson, Rick Jagger, Mean Dartin, Tex Blackwater, Darksyde, Chicago Typist, Lou Cipher, Delbert Downs to name a few. Usually goes simply by Turbo but has legal documentation for dozens of AKAs on hand at any given moment.

Occupation: Detective/Bounty Hunter. Lead Agent and Co-founder of Dark Angels Detective Agency

Marital Status: Single

Known Relatives: Naomi (Widow) Ramone, sister. Edward (Spade) Ramone, brother. Blackhawk, cousin. 

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 288 (had varied between 255-310 over the past twenty years)

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Black

Overview: With over forty years as a skilled woodland/jungle tracker, Turbo had put his experience to use and has become a tough-as-nails manhunter, perhaps the best that has ever lived. 

History: Born in 1951 to the Stormcrow, a small, nearly extinct tribe of Native Americans in Northwestern Missouri. As the last son born to the dwindling tribe, he was raised in the tradition of the warrior-brave, and was trained in hunting and tracking from an early age. At age ten, the State of Missouri, under the Missouri Property Division Act,  in concert with the U.S. Government, seized the remainder of the Stormcrow's reservation, stating that there were not enough births to the tribe to justify it from standing apart as a nation to itself. The last of the Stormcrow natives were integrated into American society, given Christian names, and relocated to the Greater St. Louis region (what would one day become the St. Peters area). Jacob and his mother and father were renamed "Ramone", and were re-classified as "Hispanic", something that the young man would remain bitter about for decades.

   The young Jake Ramone was placed by law into the public school system, where he quickly began acting out and getting into trouble. He turned into an angry, sullen boy, who constantly clashed with the school authorities. He was relocated a number of times due to disciplinary measures, until getting one final chance before military school was his only option, at a local parochial school, St. Jude's, a Catholic School that was willing to try to rehabilitate the young man. He was not planning on staying long, and was indeed in the middle of a prank that would have surely gotten him kicked out of the school forever, when he laid eyes on a young girl that would forever change his life. Not knowing enough to be shy or coy, he introduced himself immediately, offered to walk her home from school, and professed his undying, everlasting love the same day.

  Santa Fe, the daughter of reformed Christian hippies, had traditional values and refused the hot-blooded young boys's advances for the rest of the eighth grade year. During the summer before High School, Jake underwent a tremendous growth spurt, and quickly gained adult size and strength at an early age.  It was during this period that began earning money at his first unofficial job; he took money from neighborhood kids to harrass and beat up the local bullies. "Revenge for Hire" he called his services, and became a neighborhood hero. Once he entered High School he was reknown for his abilities, as "the bully of bullies", and was constantly finding himself in fights with the upper classmen defending their reputations against the upstart freshmen.

   Jake fell in with a neighborhood gang during this period. At first the predominately Italian gang refused his entry, mistaking him for a hispanic, and it wasn't until he attacked their leader outside a drive-in movie that he replaced the boy as the gang's leader. He changed the name of the gang to the "Dark Angels", and began dealing with all manners of petty crimes. He was arrested and released on various "mischief" charges numerous times, until finally getting pinched with an Arson charge and a Grand Theft: Auto charge. He spent the next two years in a local juvenile facility, where he was placed with a large group of fellow underage delinquents.

   Jake was eventually released and let back into his old High School under probationary status. He quickly hooked back up with his old gang, now a motorcycle club, and began undertaking in illegal street races with them. He found a niche in which he seemed to be a natural. Over the next year he became a local legend in the racing scene, reportedly confiscating over a hundred cars, trucks and motorcycles in "pink slip" races (though one of his high school friends claimed it was many times that number). Jake became a reknown car trader and hustler, eventually owning and souping up an original '64 Shelby Cobra.

    It was during his Junior year that he hooked back up with his childhood sweetheart, Santa Fe, who eventually succumbed to his advances, the two began going steady. It was also during that time that an infamous incident at his school that made the local papers broke his probation and nearly landed him in prison. His gang, the Dark Angels, rumbled with the local gang that was claiming the school at the time. More than thirty kids were involved in the melee and taken into custody. Every combatant taken down to the station that day testified that Jake was not involved in the fight in any way, and he was released hours later. His gang was so loyal to him that they did not rat him out, and the enemy gang so feared and respected him that they too held their tongues. The Dark Angels took over the school after that, and were cheered by the student body as heroes who overthrew the oppressive older regime.

    Jake proposed to Santa Fe during the summer before their senior year, and she accepted. He planned on joining Nascar after graduation and buying his soon to be teenage wife a large house with the ill-gotten money he'd saved. His temper flipped his life upside down a week before his senior year was to begin. He assaulted another kid after he had already been warned by the police due to a previous alleged assault against the same kid. He was given a choice; join the military and enter the conflict in Southeast Asia, or go to prison. Thus, his military career began at age seventeen with consent from the court system.

    Jake joined the Marines, undertaking special jungle warfare training in Panama after basic training, where his childhood tracking skills became a highly prized asset. He was further trained in the art of tracking, and soon was placed in a highly trained LRRPs unit (Long Range Recon Patrol) as the group's primary tracker. His squad quickly grew to prominence with the new addition, as he took a natural inclination to uncivilized life, reverting back to his childhood state. In Northern Vietnam, Jake's squad accomplished more successful sorties than any other specialized platoon in the history of the standing United States Army. They also recorded some of the highest kill ratios of any special forces team in the war.  

   What was once supposed to merely be a skilled reconnaissance patrol team that relayed information about enemy movement quickly turned into a strike force as their superiors began sending them on search and destroy missions deep within enemy territory. After the Tet Offensive, the squad's fame quickly grew as military command began sending them on reckless missions that they frequently came out of with grossly lopsided loss ratios. They set ambushes, detected ambushes, sought out enemy bases and in a few cases, directly engaged them with no other reinforcements, rescued hostages, and performed many "black operations", of mixed ethics. During his second tour, he received a letter from home, the only piece of mail that he received in his four years of active duty, stating that Santa Fe had been killed in an auto accident.

    Jake was a stubborn young man, never given in to his emotions, and instead of releasing his emotional response, he bottled his anger, guilt and loss inward, driving him to a sullen, black depression. Under this melencholy, Turbo became reckless in the field, nearly getting himself killed during dangerous operations on several occasions, in most cases, only an act of God prevented his death. He threw himself wholeheartedly into his operations, no longer caring to live or die.  

    It is not known whether Turbo got his nickname in his days with his motorcycle gang, or in his days in the service. He claims it was there in the jungle that he began using the name fulltime, citing a perceived loss of humanity. His squad was eventually tied to the controversial and highly decorated MAC-V-SOG program, where his LRRP team became the most prized scout team in active duty. They operated mostly in the Democratic Republic of Vietnam (North Vietnam) and Laos. It was in Laos that his squad became involved in a secret psychological warfare program, and during one mission, his whole squad was KIA, leaving him the sole survivor. After four years of living in the jungle, behind enemy lines, he was awarded the Medal of Honor in the name of Congress for gallantry above and beyond the call of duty due to his involvement and sent home. Guilt-ridden over the loss of first his true love, and then his whole team, which he had spent nearly four years with, Turbo fell into an even more withdrawn depression.

   Perhaps as a last ditch attempt to keep his mind occupied and in the state of denial, before going home to America, he applied for a position with an early version of an experimental group that, years later, in 1977, would become known as the 1st Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta (1st SFOD-D), the military's highest priority strike team. He was turned down on a section 8, though it is not clear whether he was diagnosed with a battle-stress disorder, or if he had developed some other mental problem.

  Upon coming back to the States, Turbo wandered aimlessly, finding it difficult to reintergrate into society. He eventually found himself in Chicago, where he joined the Police force just a few years after the controversial "Black Panthers incidents." He also began body-building and taking performance enhancing anabolic steroids, growing to a massive 280 pound monster. He stayed in the CPD for a few years, where he began to turn in a number of wild and fantastic reports that brought him under intense scrutiny. Eventually, he was involved in a strange incident in St. Louis, well outside of his jurisdiction at the time, that he could neither explain fully or justify, and his superiors could not believe. He eventually was suspended from active duty due to "health" reasons, when his superiors looked closely at his service records, and his classified and dubious discharge from active duty.

  Turbo continued to race in amatuer circuits for awhile after losing his job, which had been a hobby during his time on the force, but now grew to a full time job. He raced in various dirt track circuits, including the dangerous dirt sprint car races which he became well known for his successes in. He moved to stock car racing, where the alias he was racing under reached national fame. His team bought a funny car, where he achieved moderate success but was fired by his sponsors when he wrecked the car. His wild and reckless reputation became well known throughout the racing community, he took suicidal risks, which became popular with the fans. One of his friends, Rebel, claimed that Turbo had known Richard Petty, who had been impressed by the young man after Turbo beat him in an unofficial street race.

  Turbo secured many friends in Nascar and eventually got sponsorship in 1976. During one ultra aggressive and reckless road rage incident during his first race, Turbo crashed his car and was fire again. Defeated, he moved back home to the St. Louis area and his childhood home once again. Sometime in 1976, he was contacted by an eccentric man named Dr. Stone (though Turbo never knew if the title was legitimate or not), who was starting a detective agency after a number of failed business ventures. Turbo reluctantly agreed, and co-founded The Dark Angels Detective Agency with Dr. Stone. He had been recommended by a childhood friend of his family who went by the name "Rebel". Turbo's senior by approximately twelve years, Rebel had been a bounty hunter for his entire adult life and was the one who planted the idea in Dr. Stone's head.

    Meeting back up with Rebel after nearly eight years of being away from his home, Rebel took the young man under his wing and taught him the art of "bounty hunting" (though mostly the practice is usually known as retrieval, Rebel was a Texan and spoke in simple, old-fashioned terms). Turbo was a natural, taking his talents and experience at tracking and practically applied it to manhunting, which was a natural progression for the young man. The Dark Angel Detective Agency quickly became more than just a call-to-hire detective and spyinh agency, but with the addition of several more of his childhood friends, previous members of his gang, the business spread like wildfire. With Turbo's wide array of combat application knowledge, they began taking on any and every job they could. They hunted fugitives/ engaged in private investigations, tracked down stolen merchandise and valuables, became reknown skiptracers, and even employed themselves as bodyguards. Rebel has also claimed that during the early years they even took jobs to harrass, intimidate and sometimes assault civillians for money, thus even hiring themselves as equalizers and a sort of revenge agency, though Turbo never speaks about this one way or another.

   During the 80s, after being hired to track down a number of highly sought after Federal targets, fugitives who had eluded the government for years and sometimes decades, and finding the mark every time, the Dark Angels began working heavily for the government. By '85, the Dark Angels had been offered a special immunity deal with the United States Government, and were receiving a princely annual contract to take any and every black operation that the government could not undergo, or could not be seen undergoing. The Dark Angels was eventually federalized, losing civilian status and instead became a highly classified operation group, third in priority behind the Delta detachment that Turbo had been rejected from years earlier. They got their hands dirty in every operation in which our government could not be involved, which included, most speculate, Presidential ordered assassinations.

   Turbo went through many top-secret missions, mostly on his own, but occassionally with the help of Rebel, Texas John, Claymore, Speed, and other members of the Dark Angels (which ranks never included more than ten people). Turbo was on the road constantly, going right from one job to the next, town to town, city to city, state to state, living in hotel rooms and sometimes his car. He threw himself into his work and didn't take a break or vacation for more than a decade. Turbo lived a simple life on the road, sleeping in cheap hotels and his own cars, all the money he made went to Dr. Stone, who took care of the finances. By the time Turbo took his first sabbatical in '95, he found that he was a multi-millionaire. Dr. Stone had invested heavily in car-lots and real estate from coast to coast. He also owned the patents to more than a thousand inventions, which, in turn, since Turbo had shared the business with him 50/50, he shared with Turbo 50/50.

   In the Nineties, Turbo stopped the government jobs for the most part, though he would be called on for the occassional mission that couldn't be entrusted to anyone else. After money no longer was an issue, Turbo mellowed considerably, though the rage that had burned inside of him was still under the surface, it buried deep. Turbo became interested in a number of side projects, and slowed his frantic, breakneck pace for the first time in over a decade. It was then that he met a number of interesting people, first was a mysterious youth with no proper name and no memories, another named Richtor, and last he met Sidewinder. With Rebel, Turbo's longtime and most trusted friend and partner, advanced in age, the young Sidewinder began to take over as Turbo's partner.

   Turbo has been on more top-secret and unbelievable adventures than could be easily recounted. He was encountered many strange and unexplainable things, and has always used his wits to come out on top. Over the years, he has lived completely off the radar, never accumulating many friends, never registering for anything, never voting, and never even owning a legal driver's license (though he has dozens of forged documents) or finishing his GED high school equivalent. There are few records that exists that can prove that he has ever existed at all, due to much of his military career being blacked out. There are whispers here and there, and the occasional adventure that inadvertantly draws him into the media, and a select few that know who the man is and know of his awesome legacy (it has even been rumored that he once found another dimension, and the fountain of youth, all in the same day).      

Powers and Weapons: Turbo Ramone has more practical combat knowledge and experience than any given platoon of soldiers that has ever lived. Though he is well advanced in age, he somehow still posesses the extraordinary body of a man in his forties, who undergoes intense strength training regularly. He is an amateur Aikido martial art practicioner, and is an experienced boxer. More than that, countless real practical combat situation experience has forged him into a dangerous combatant, both mentally and physically. His fighting style comes more from experience than any one tactic or art, and is a veteran of the school of hard knocks, rather than an Aikido dojo (though he does still incorporate Aikido techniques into his fighting style when he deems it helpful in the moment). More than anything, Turbo is a master street fighter, who can turn anything into a potential weapon, and can improvise quickly, and use any type of terrain against someone. His experience usually allows his a clearer head in the most stressful situations, and always thinks tactically.

   Turbo also is well acquainted with all manner of small arms and heavy ordinance, enough so to be considered an expert in classified F.B.I. files. Not only is he familiar with all manner of firearms, he also is intimately aquainted with the mechanisms of weapons and machinery, able to field strip, clear or repair any firearm in nearly any condition. Also he is a sense proclaimed "grease monkey", and has enough knowledge of automobile and engine repair to be a certified mechanic. He has taken apart, fixed, and souped up a countless number of cars in his lifetime. He is also familiar with electrician, plumbing, and other areas of repair mechanics. If he doesn't understand how something works, he can probably study it for awhile and figure it out quickly.

   Apart from a mechanically inclined brain, Turbo also possesses uncanny reflexes. His brain seems to process information at a much greater speed than a normal individual, and though he is a man of large proportions, he can move with a quickness that seems impossible for a man his size. He also displays a nearly photographic memory, though he claims that his memory is actually bad.

   Dr. Stone's secretive R and D laboratory, which has no official name, and not even Turbo knows where the place is actually located, also has provided many innovative gadgets over the years. Turbo himself claims to be an old fashioned technophobe that can hardly navigate a computer, but he still has access to a number of wonderous inventions that are a secret even to the government, though he prefers not to utilize them. Among these are his sunglasses, which he is rarely, if ever, seen without. They have a type of Forward Looking Infrared (FLiR) nightvision that gathers ambient light, even in the darkest environs, that he can engage with a push of a streamlined button. The tint can also be adjusted with a wheel, and though his eyes stay hidden, he can reduce the tint completely or block vision completely (which he uses to sleep in the day sometimes). He also has a bluetooth device that networks all of his equipment together. It can provide a HUD, GPS overlay screen across his sunglasses or inside car windshield, it can function as a self-contained mobile phone, and can even play his stored MP3 and DVD files. It is voice activated and can also control his cars (IE; "car start", open trunk, open hood) remotely.

   Turbo's main vehicle of choice (though he has perhaps hundreds) is a heavily modified black second generation Dodge Viper GTS-R, that has enhanced performance and utility. He also owns a brand new SRT version, though he is a man slow and resistant to change. Once he adapted to his first Viper and modified it for even greater performance, he claims to be attuned to it. He is an amazingly skilled and experienced driver, possessing practical knowledge of even the most advanced driving techniques. He has extensive high speed driving experience, police pursuit and techniques, stunt driving and maneuvers, and professional racing knowledge. He is not a man normally given to boastfulness, but he has made the claim before that he is the world's best driver.

   Lastly Turbo frequently carries a veritable arsenal with him from his underground connections to the black market weapons trade. He can seemingly get his hands on just about any piece of weapondry, large or small, no matter how obscure, and has once even gained access to a decommisioned Russian nuclear submarine. He typically carries with him a black weatherproof duster, made from a kevlar/nomex bioweave that can resist nearly any fire or explosion. He also typically carries a few pieces of heavy ordinance in his trunk, along with a few specialized spare sunglasses and coats. These typically are a pair of customized Thompson M1 machineguns, modified with extended barrels and removed front hand grips and fitted with M203 grenade launchers. He typically tends to practically live out of his car, and as such usually has all the private items he needs with him at all times to be able to stay in the field for weeks at a time. He has an enormous weapon and car collection, the only two things he has ever indulged himself with, from his massive wealth stockpile, he normally lives at poverty level conditions. Because of his collection, he has access to any number of vehicles and weapons, though he is usually a man of deep habits and sticks to what he knows best.