A long time ago, my brothers and i had toys. The recession at the time had our lifestyles changed to something more affordable. I didn't mind. My stepmom went to a yard sale and bought some bathroom amenities along with a small stuffed Pikachu doll that made his signature "pikachu!" sound every time you pinched the stubs.
She gave this to my younger brother but he shared it with me. I then broke it. The doll no longer made the noise so my brother decided to use it like a puppet and made an unforgettable, annoying, yet very funny voice for it. With his mannerisms, the Pikachu took a whole new form. It was now a crazy, adventurous and loving character that my brother and I had lots of fun with.
When I entered middle school i wanted to put the doll's likeness on paper or rather in a story. I decided to make a character out of it and called it something very simple... Frank. The small green alien I'm still trying to put through my comics was all based off my brother.
The story was shifted around into a war setting but the whole point of the story is that brothers will get you through the mud and fear of the world.
This is why my goal is to get my comic turned into an animated series so people can see what I grew up with.