[@DeadBeatWalking] What about marijuana, opium and cocaine? Weed was clearly cracked down upon due to the 1937 Marihuana Tax Act, opium and heroin were already seen as vices, and cocaine was legal but I don't think its excessive use would be tolerated.

Also, I'm gonna go ahead and post a WIP, not because I'm lazy but because I genuinely need feedback on my character's history. I'm not really sure how to bullet-format it, because there's so much emotion and detail behind it.

[hider=Character Sheet][center][color=gray][h1]Donny Pescatore[/h1][/color]
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[color=gray][h3]“Jesus Christ, dad!”[/h3][/color][/center]
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[color=gray][u][b]Name[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Donatello "Donny" Pescatore[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Italian-American[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Age[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]22[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Loyalty[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Pescatore[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Rank[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Drug-smuggler ringleader[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]You know how this works.[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Personality Traits[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]A list with descriptions. What? It's trendy.[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Skills & Talents[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]See above.[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Weaknesses[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]See above.[/indent]
[color=gray][u][b]Background Information[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Donatello 'Donny' Pescatore was born on May 1, 1920 in Manhattan, NY, the second child of Andrado Pescatore, a highly successful businessman largely dependent on the illicit trade of his family, and Mary Winters, an American woman and Andrado's second wife whom Donny killed in childbirth. From a young age, Donny was indoctrinated by his father into the world of lies, cheating, and dirty business, always reminding him of the power he held and his responsibility to maintain that power. However, Donny always felt at least a little belittled and mistreated by his family. His older brother Pietro was his senior by at least twenty years, and always away on some 'business' Donny was never told the exact details of. His father, though still attempting to raise Donny the best he could, never quite forgave him for killing his wife. Donny was never quite treated as an equal in their small family, and was left to find his own meaning in life.

Andrado was regularly busy, and Donny killed time by playing with his other non-Italian friends, whom his father was tolerant of due to his own former spouse being one herself. His best friend was Irish, unbeknownst to his family, and had an Army soldier for a father. Through him, Donny took in the ideals of patriotism, loyalty, and service to the country, things which Andrado neglected. And so Donny was torn between two worlds.

One day, however, Andrado found out that Donny's friend was Irish. Both boys were soundly beaten by their fathers and were told not to speak to each other again. Andrado went even harder as to say that Donny could only talk to pure blooded Italians. Andrado decided it was time to get his son involved in the [i]real[/i] business before his rebelliousness would get out of hand. Donny spent most of his teenage life learning about the different types of drugs, his family's history in Egypt, how to smuggle packets of suspicious materials, and his first contacts in the criminal underworld. This continued up until December 7, 1941, when Japanese planes soared over a certain naval port in Hawaii. 

Most of Slick Silly's friends, being the sons of strictly patriotic, diligent working-class fathers, immediately volunteered. Donny was left all alone in the old plaza as American troop movements were plastered all over news headlines. After a month, Donny decided he couldn't just sit down and let the war fly by. The tales of his Irish friend resounded harder in his head, and he decided to convince his father to enlist. The decision was not made enthusiastically, since Andrado also had friends who had died in the Great War, but nothing could stop his son. But he had just one condition.

Donny enlisted as a commissioned officer and was assigned to the 42nd Infantry Battalion of the US Army as a lieutenant, one of the infantry contingents that were to be deployed to Italy. He had two missions - one, to be among the first Americans to land his platoon on Italian soil. His second goal was to smuggle marijuana and cocaine to US soldiers, with his suppliers being his own family. Donny spent many nights awake on this certain issue...

...But he found out he was notoriously good at it. Like his paper notes back at home with the gang of 2nd Street, Donny assigned soldiers to smuggle packets of weed and coke into army kits, spare tires, rifles, watches, footlockers and even in the bodies of dead servicemen being airlifted back home. Before long, he even had several captains and a colonel by his back, and he had gained the establishment his family wanted in the Armed Forces. In a rare letter from home, Andrado expressed his pride and utmost gratitude to his son and heir to the family business: Pietro had been killed by police officers on Christmas Eve, 1941.

But the approval of his family wasn't enough. Every day, he saw his own men with bloodshot eyes and coked-stained fingers rushing into Kraut lines. He slowly began to lose faith in himself and his oath to the country, but the turning point was when Lt. Harry O'Reilly, an Irishman from New York, rushed straight into a German trench and was killed by a grenade, nearly getting his entire unit killed. Eyewitnesses reported the lieutenant was under the effects of cocaine. His supply was traced back to a Lt. Pescatore, who was subsequently arrested, court-martialled, and put in a holding cell to be shipped back stateside to serve his charges for distribution of illicit substances.

However, the Pescatores evidently had more influence than Donny expected, and one day found his cell unlocked and a soldier leading him to the open arms of his father. Andrado later expressed his concern that even though his son was honorably discharged, he was still in a melancholy mood. Donny never told him why.

Now, back in New York, Donny was expected to be one of the biggest assets to the Pescatore family. Almost immediately, he was again thrust into the web of lies and intrigue that had gotten his best friend and numerous other soldiers killed. Donny Pescatore, ready or not, was to be the biggest contraband smuggler New York had ever seen.
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