American Organized Crime:
Three men sit in a warehouse smoking cigars and playing poker on crates, one is named Vito, 80% of all conversation is about pasta sauce, bada-bing
Japanese Organized Crime:
Fiercely Organized crime family owns billion dollar skyscraper, has public offices that openly admit being organized crime, you can go there and fill out a job application to apply, you need a high school diploma and three forms of ID
i love how taako designs vary so much but are still immediately revognizable. like i could see a fat elf with a lacy parasol and two inch long eyeliner looking like he shops exclusively at macy’s, and then i could see a lanky green rowdy boy with a haphazardly cobbled together outfit who looked like he just crawled out of a swamp, and i’d still go ‘yeah thats a good taako’ either way
