Spoiler: not Harambe (may he forever roam free in Heaven).
This is how Mr.Gorilla was born.
Maybe you are already following in his footsteps…
If you’re here, you probably have a “curiosity” for illegal substances. You probably know that if they are illegal, it’s because everybody wants them. Because they make you feel good.
But.
They can become the only thing that can make you feel good. Now that’s something that you can control when you are a more-or-less well-adjusted person, but our Mr.Gorilla was not.
He didn’t have a nice family, to begin with. Nobody knows if his parents exploded while cooking meth in the favelas of Rio, or if he was from NY, and was simply caught with some marijuana at 16 and put in the loving arms of a juvenile prison.
But at some point, he decided that he had no better choice than to follow a Druglord.
Druglords love small kids. Once upon a time, there was (at least in Italy) some honor in the Mafia, and kids were not used for anything more dangerous than checking the hood for cops or enemy gangs.
Things have changed, and the more unsuspectable an affiliate is, the more precious he can be.
You take one little fragile kid who has no chances whatsoever.
You give him drugs (just a little, ’cause you’re good at heart).
You astonish him with great display of power and riches.
You make him grow in your shadow, until eventually he robs a store, or is caught pushing drugs.
In prison, he has time to mature, feed his anger, prove himself, put on some muscle. Be sure to send some money to his mama, just to secure his complete loyalty.
Here! Your little pawn is ready.
You can use him to sell stuff, to kill enemies, to die for you. He’ll never understand too much, and that’s good for him… Or you’ll have to watch your back. Loyalty is rare nowadays. You could have to kill him. But hey, do you really care?
Of course, we made our little plastic pawns in a slightly different way.
Maybe some creator will find it useful! It’s on the Druglord’s blog.