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| Even more changes in Chicago | Started by: bobbi on Aug 21, '17 20:09 |
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Having enjoyed a relaxed and easy summer day bobbi now found herself listening to Disorder as he was speaking to the public about the recent events. The mafia way of life was exciting like that. One minute you were strolling down the street and the next one you were dragged into a car for a meeting with the people in charge, deciding what the next moves should be. Snapping out of her thoughts bobbi had a look at the watch and noticed she had to hurry in order to not be late for the second city meeting, in a short period of time, that was going to take place shortly.
As always with these meetings MonsterHair had made sure everyone got the info on where to go exactly one hour before the start of the meeting. He was being even more careful these days considering the pathetic attempts on his life from small timers being displeased with themselves and everyone. And as always with these meetings everyone had to wait for Gaston to arrive late. How they all put up with him was beyond bobbi. Being strong, handsome and popular wasn’t enough to counter the arrogance, impoliteness and sexist ways in her book.
The talking point, while waiting on everyone to arrive, wasn’t for once Orange. Usually everyone was gossiping about his loss of temper or drunken rants, but this meeting was different and bobbi had first knowledge of why. The last couple of weeks had been quite busy for her. She had set up quite the big raid one of the LarryLongNeck owned businesses. In order to pull it of somewhat safely she had recruited LawnMower to crack the safe. Apparently he wasn’t as good as he or she thought and while blowing the safe open he had burnt off all his facial hair except for the nose hair, which really needed trimming. Everyone was laughing and pointing fingers as LawnMower arrived, making jokes about polishing, reflections in the sun etc. Grumpily he sat down in a corner far from the others.
As Gaston finally arrived everyone sat down at the rather big table. As the city grew so did the big boys table where all the decisions where made. bobbi had done her best to keep it from growing to big, but no matter how hard she had tried talking MonsterHair into not letting DanGleeballs attend he was sitting opposite her. MonsterHair raised his hand and started to speak. “- As always we have quite the evening to look forward to, many things to go over. I suggest we all get ready for a long one.”
There were quite a few topics that needed some thought and discussion. First up the dealings on all the pathetic rogues and their entourage. Secondly the mishap in New York and the raid on The Bromance with Romance Lounge. The topics didn’t seem to end. Princesa couldn’t stifle a yawn and bobbi noticed the angry gaze of MonsterHair. Even though the sun had settled long ago MonsterHair still demanded perfection and precision. He was not a man that expected anything less then 100% at all times.
Reaching the last topic of the day MonsterHair let bobbi take over. She had been waiting for this moment all evening. Even though she was excited about it she couldn’t help but feel a great sadness at the same time. It was time for LawnMower to get the chance of expanding business further east. Given his expertize it was surely going to be a success. She stood up and started speaking with one of those voices screaming authority. “- Our bloodlines go way back. We’ve been through good, great and bad together. So it’s with a mixed feelings I give you this great news. You have been given the chance, by the people in charge, to run Philadelphia from this point forward. She’s yours to twist and turn into something we all can be proud of. Good luck!” bobbi stood up and walked over to LawnMower, smiling when seeing his bald face, and gave him a hug. Opportunities was a lesser mans hell, but for great ones like LawnMower a true and welcomed blessing.
“- Lets fucking celebrate and get shit faced” @The_XX shouted as everyone was giving LawnMower their congratulations. That man was not shy when it came to drinking. Yet another chaotic night was waiting the heads of Chicago. The announcements would have to wait until morning, if anyone were able to stand. |
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LawnMower had become accustomed to these short notice meetings, with all the rogues and shady thugs trying to stir the otherwise harmonious pot all the time a leve of precaution was natural. If only Oranges parents had thought the same he mused to himself, although somehow knew others were nodding in agreement as he walked towards his corner away from mocking over his new facial hair styling. If it hadn't been for that bobbi and her shoot everything up, ask questions later habit I might have had more time to blow the safe, and ergo more hair remaining on my otherwise perfectly formed head. Anyway, soon it would grown back and I would look less like a bollock that had abandoned its twin. Anyway... taking a seat in the corner he gestured to one of his associates who quickly nodded to the barman and moments later arrived at LawnMowers table with his favourite gin and juice. he sipped and once more hoped this glass was the one made from one of Oranges cousins. Sitting listening to all his long time freind and now Godfather ruler of Chicago had to say he quietly nodded and agreed on the various topics, it had been a busy few days across the cities and lots to catch up on, noticing DanGleeballs starting to nod his head and drool slightly he sent his associate off with the kind of look where no words were needed, a couple of minutes later his plan came to fruition as the barman appeared at Dan's table with his favourite pomegrabat spritz with the customary umbrella and sparkler. Much snickering was heard bd even the steely Godfather MonsterHair himself couldn't help but break out in a grin. 'Go easy on those Dan, you remember the last time you went drinking with Gaston and XX, you clear up your own rainbow chunder if it happens again!' Lawnmower chuckled to himself and smiled back as Dan glared at him across the room. Meanwhile Bobbi's tyrant voice suddenly dashed his concentration, she always had a way of doing that. He listened as she spoke sincerely about him. This wasn't a total surprise of course, that wasn't the mob way, but even so Lawn wasn't sure he or his family line would ever find themselves in such and exalted position. His heart beat increased as she continued speaking, this was finally the moment all his hard work and loyalty to his long time friends.. nay... family paid off. As bobbi finished LawnMower stood up and walked towards where she, MonsterHair and Orange sat, taking each of their hands in his he kissed each one respectfully and thanked them. He'd have done the same too all the other leaders present, but he knew the crowd would get bored and The_XX had terrible hygiene, not to mention the danger of taking his eye out on one of Princesa's giant diamond rings. 'Thank you all for this chance, and of course the many mobsters in the shadows without this wouldn't have been possible. Thank you also to my incredible crew and my ever present and loyal hands. It's truly a proud day in my lineage and I will embrace the challenge with all my two stroke might! Hearing the slurred and overexuberant shout of The_XX, LawnMower agreed. 'Pomegranate spritzes all round... and Dan's paying!' Tonight was time to celebrate, in the morning he knew that many more secretive hands would need to be kissed and bonds made, but tonight was the night to party! Raising his freshly filled glass to the air he said 'To new cities, new opportunities and old friends!' Salut |
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| Reply by: LawnMower at Aug 21, '17 20:11 | |
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Despite the occasional horrendous odor emitting from Orange, he still had the luminosity of at least like, a quarter of the sun. It was so bright at times that those who worked near him had taken to keeping sunglasses on their person at all times, for the evenings when Orange got too drunk and lost the ability to control his blinding brilliance. Not wanting to disrupt the daily flow of things, it wasn't often that Orange frequented the streets. He often was the cause of both mass envy and jealousy, perfectly spherical and successful as he was. Thankfully the meeting had taken place mostly among Chicago members, and Orange had taken advantage of the fact by showing up to the meeting dressed in a ridiculous ensemble consisting of what appeared to be a toga, a tie, mismatching shoes and an elephant tusk flask tied near his waist. As Lawnmower kissed his hand, Orange burped. It was evident in Lawnmower's lack of lip-curling that the man possessed excellent self control, which was something Orange had already been aware of. Allowing a rare smile to creep onto his face (no seriously, it's a scary sight), Orange lifted his flask in a drunken toast "Just remember, a Family that mows together, grows together! Congratulations my friend." |
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| Reply by: Orange at Aug 23, '17 18:38 | |
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congrats to old school lawnmower for his move, well deserved and congrats. although this announcement is like a ghost town.. watches a tumbleweed blow by |
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| Reply by: DonTony at Aug 24, '17 13:13 | |
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