So now it's official, somebody won $300M in a harty.  Perhaps the biggest amount of cash to change hands in a single transaction in this thing of ours.  Someone, somewhere, has suddenly become insanely wealthy. 

Richer than God?

Almost a third of a way to being a billionaire.

The only person who can come close to this fiscal liquidity is a distant relation of Gaius, who at one point controlled a double figure percentage of the economy's cash.

So, what I want to know is, is this:

Someone winning huge via gambling, do they need to tribute to their CL/GF?

And just what could they do with that money?

Tips his hat in greeting.

"Money can do different things to different people. Personally, if I came across that much money, 99% would go to my Don. I have no use for it, if I needed personal expenses, I would be told so. It's safer at the top and can be put to better use.

"It's also a risky situation to play with. Say you won the pot, however you were gambling against your fellow family members? Your boss, district head or Godfather? An allied city? What then would be the consequences of revealing your win? What could you do with that much money if you kept it quiet? Sure as hell can't spend it."

Those were my initial thoughts, however after watching the market, there have been no obvious wipes of the current holdings, nor any extreme listings of cash. 

Whoever has that money has either spent it lavishly on their famiglias protection and assets, or is playing a very risky game by banking it. 

The kin of the recently deceased Cookie Monster was winning massive hartys, then transferring the funds almost instantly to an secure off shore account. Those existed in the 1930's right? I don't believe his kin won the 300 million dollar one. A group of rivals bested him in that situation, thus leading to his untimely demise.

It's well known that large wins have led to deaths recently.  Who knows what will follow a win of that size.

Like anything in this world of our that follows the alternate world of all of us (AKA R/L).

95% of the worlds money is owned by 2% of the population.

So us poor folk will continue to work to make those 2% even Richer Than God.

As Dodge walks down the street, he sees the small kerfuffle going one. He walks over and listens for a second. After hearing what the content of the conversation was about, he chimes in briefly as he is well versed on the topic being discussed.

He pops his head into the small circle and says,

"Unless you know how to play the game, you're playing the game of death... unless you die.............. a ninja. That will be all gentleman!"

And he trotted off down the street, back on route to where he was off to.

Solitude remembers that big pile of cash he saw a few days ago..

"Money.. The root of all evils. Or as an awkward wise man once said, the lack of it is!"

"Surely if you know not how to handle such a big amount of money, with secrecy and care, then you probably shouldn't have it in first place. Or maybe wouldn't have"

As he finishes that second sentence, his mind starts to wonder about the things that he could do if he amassed such a fortune..

"Oh, I'd be able to do everything with that! Would be able to control ALL THE ..... %#*~"

Before he could finish his words, he trips and falls on the ground.