My boys are powerful, ferocious, lethal. They stop at nothing - if I'm around to give orders. Without my guidance, they wouldn't know what to do. They have to learn to walk on their own - and I'll let them know, by hook or by crook. Time on earth is not infinite, the Mutuwa are right about that. I have to do whatever it takes for the family to survive, even make them hate me if I have to - but the puppies don't know what it is for their own good. I, on the other hand, know it well.
Those are a pack of stray dogs, believe me Choom. They assault and raid corporate convoys by orders of Ganova and they even have the nerve to say that they are “for libertad” and that ” only El Desierto can command them.” All bullshit. In the end they live by reselling the contents of the trucks they capture, all to take pills to keep them from dying. There’s one thing to be said, though: if you need something, take a look at their merchandise, every once in a while you’ll find something there that even they don’t expect.
Experience: This group has a strong resource management component. It has very close ties within itself, and a xenophobia toward other groups. Their characterization is strongly ethnic, inspired by Hispanic-American culture (Latinx). In addition, this group has a strong philosophical component, almost bordering on the spiritual side. The internal theme deals with terminal health conditions.
