Ironic that had Gaylord followed his own rules, clearly spelled out for any who had thought of becoming a Fooker, tonight probably would never have happened.

Increasingly Gaylord has had turbulent dealings with many leaders and Godfathers throughout many cities. Instead of having reasonable conversations with people Mr. Fooker continually lashed out and caused, what should have been cordial and momentary, discussions to become heated and to drag on much longer than required.

These types of situations occurred more often than many would have liked to have seen but the breaking point was on Godfather Roman's one year anniversary. This is when Gaylord really voiced his opinion to the point of no return. Citing reasons going back at least two generations if not three, Gaylord could not man up and congratulate the Godfather, he had to tell anyone who would listen, or had to listen, his reasons for not joining in the mailing of congratulations because of bitterness and resentment passed on throughout Gaylord's bloodline from his grandfather down.

Unfortunately instead of knowing his place, Gaylord decided everyone else owed him from past woes and treated far too many leaders less than respectfully because of this sense of entitlement.

Tonight has pained me very much as many of the Fookers started their days here in New York with me; however verbal abuse and disrespect can only be tolerated for so long and tonight was the breaking point.

It is with heavy heart that I had to kill another Don leader tonight. As Whatsername stated, there were various issues that had been building with Mr. Focker. I had approached my dear friend TheDean with what I had heard him saying throughout Las Vegas, and TheDean shared similar issues that had been occurring with Mr. Focker. We thought it best to create a joint task force to remove the bad blood that had been bubbling up in that city, it was a fairly simple decision for us.

I'd like to extend my thanks to New York and their efforts in making this a seamless removal. As always, a pleasure to get together with them and work.

I didn't congratulate Roman either. You gonna kill me too?

Stiffler, the killing was not because he did not congratulate Roman. I am sure that not everyone sent Roman a letter.

steffer some don't care for roman but you have to respect him.he lasteed a year most baarly last 6months. it is a sad thing for gaylord to die that way. but disrespect is disrespect simple as that

Ramona never, if ever, spoke. Her demon tongue never wanted to cooperate when she had important things to say, and this instance was definitely no different. Today though, she felt compelled to speak as she heard a young man, someone she had never noticed before, ask what could only be conveyed as a sarcastic question. With a tilt of her head she puckered her lips and blinked her eyes twice.

"Godfather Roman ith my own crew leader, and I didn't thend him congratulationth on hith year anniverthary. Rude, yeth, but it wath an overthight on my part. On the other thide of the coin, I altho didn't thpread vile and viciouth rumorth about him. The leaderth here mentioned, however, this wath only one thmall part of their dethithion to take thith man'th life."

She paused, taking a deep breath and hoping that her lisp would subside.

"Thith take down, while far be it from little old me to comment upon, ith the perfect leththon for the youngtherth of our world to learn. Alwayth, alwayth remember who you are and what your position in Thith Thing ith... not only in relation to your own family, but in relation to the crewth acroth the eight crime thities. Watch your tone, watch your tongue, watch your behavior. You may be the world to your family, but that world can come crathhing down if thomeone 'bigger', or more powerful, than yourthelf dethides it'th time for you to go."

Redis removes his hat, sucking in a deep breath before walking up to the small gathering.


It's always a sad thing, when someone doesn't understand how things work in the world. You don't pick fights with people bigger than you, you don't talk unless you got the muscle to back 'em up. When you start throwing shit up in the air, expect it to hit the fan.


Though it ain't fun killing your friends like that, could've gave some of those new fellows another chance, but that's ya'll's call. Better safe than sorry, eh?


Redis covers the top of his head with the dirty hat, folding his arms to listen in on anything else that's brought up.

Right..so where is it stated that Mr. Focker was removed because he didn't congratulate Sir. Roman?

Hmmm..

Stiffler...be quiet, don't make things harder than they have to be, you are not even apart of Las Vegas, so how you can hold anger about what has occurred is beyond me.
Mr. Focker was a friend of mine and I always thought of him as New York because this fine city is where he was made, but when push came to shove and he began acting like an aggressive and hot headed individual, things needed to be done to change it, and removing him from power was the way forward and however much it pained me to war a friend, it's something that I accepted when taking the oath when accepting my button, blood is thicker than water, family first, and it always will be.

Take a look at your home city, sir..it says St Louis, don't fuck things up for things that don't concern you.

The events here tonight are very unfortunate and hopefully we won't have to replay them anytime soon. The point of placing the Focker family into Sin City was to see it flourish, it's a shame Gaylord did not take this opportunity seriously. Much like my godfather has already said, it was an honor working with New York to take out this bad seed from Las Vegas, hopefully now the city will be able to grow into it's true potential.

Before turning to leave Marcus took a look towards the lonely goomba who decided to grace them all with his impolite presence.

Stiffler

He paused, his words hanging in the air. Marcus was deciding if this guy was even worth his breath.

The only reason I can come up with is that you were friends or maybe even just a loose associate of the late Gaylord Focker and you've come to vent your anger that you are holding onto for no reason. This is the line of business we are in and death is an every day thing. If you cannot get use to that then maybe you should go to go back to being a garbage man or some other pitiful civilian job. As TheSmilingAssassin has pointed out, you are not even apart of Las Vegas. If you have forgotten, your loyalty runs with your crew leader, not to a man that is still fresh in the morgue. So take my advice and keep your sarcastic comments to yourself.

With that said and done Marcus lit up a cigarette and returned to his vehicle.

"I didn't congratulate Roman either. You gonna kill me too?"

Certainly looks that way champ. Oh nevermind, you can't hear me!

Nuts wanders past the gathering in the streets and puts down her pretzel. She had just come from the funeral of her two favorite twins and the reason they had died was now becoming clear. The leftover salt on her hands stung as she dug her nails into her palms.

So, Gaylord Focker decides to run his crew off a cliff because he couldn't drop an issue from his father and grandfather's past? What's more, instead of dealing with things in a business like and timely manner, he chooses to act like a toddler and alienate people who could have been associates, not rivals?! Unfortunately, from what little we've been privy to, it seems like this is a problem his entire bloodline suffers from. It's just too fucking bad his immature behaviour and bitterness had to bring down his entire crew. This isn't the type of precedent that instills confidence in your children to come. And what's more, this kind of sacrifice of the people who make you what you are, puts relationships to the test or ends them. If anything comes from this, I hope it's the ability for his kin to keep their fucking mouths shut.

Nuts shakes her head and walks away before she can say what she REALLY thinks.

I was always taught when you have nothing good to say you say nothing at all.  Also to be social even to your enemy as businesss is business at the end of day and your not gonna like everyone you deal with.

Is sad to hear this has not been bred in to the generations of this family line but hopefully will be a learning experience for this line.

Some people have implosion written into their DNA. Thankfully. At least some currently among us remember that this is cosa nostra not the school playground.

We occasionally see discussion about (genuinely) new arrivals - their potential, their capacity to pick things up, learn our ways and integrate into these shores - and it's fairly amusing, mixed with a tinge of disappointment, to see supposedly experienced bloodlines continually fail to capitalise on chances they're given to actually do something in our world. Being around a while doesn't mean you know how to 'play the game' or are somehow outside the normal parameters and rules we work with. Lesson learnt this time? Probably not.

(This is Stiffler)

Why should I respect Roman? He didn't even deserve his auth. He was just some Don that Deimne never cared about enough to give auth to. He authed himself, pretty sad. The only reason he prospers now is because himself and TheDean are a couple of loose-cannon buttbuddies.

<em>Apathy hears the words of the tortured soul of Stiffler ( who has somehow taken the form of a loud mouthed, crybaby , "tossed my rattle from the pram" , "the sandbox is MINE", "I am taking my ball and bat and going home" , non-typical street urchin) and slaps a palm to his forehead yet again in disbelief. </em>

The question you should ask yourself is NOT "why should I respect Roman?". The true theraputic question which could set your inner demons free is this: "why am I so fucking jealous of people who succeed?"

I suggest you let it go and move on. Seeings that you cannot succeed to become famous, you have taken the other route of crying in public for 15 minutes of fame. It isn't pretty and well... It makes you and anyone who is around you look bad.

I'll have you know that I am nowhere near jelous of anybody this game, at all. I could have been successful with past characters, reason I've never had an auth is because I actually have a FUCKING LIFE. Fuck staying in character at this time, and if anybody acts like im a crazy man when I say this, because I'm not "In Character" then go kill yourself, nerd.

I'm not jelous of TheDean and Roman, I actually feel bad for them. How many hours do they put in every day? Week? Month? Go get a fucking life, get off your fatass, and actually do something with your life other run a "City" of a bunch of other losers like yourself.

My hero... or maybe not. I think you should be put in a cage.

dear god...

*laughs so hard at abcdefghijklmnopqrst

Unsure what's worse, your name or your attitude ...
We can all sit around here using sentences which consist of "Fuck this" and "Fuck that.." but then this world be a complete sham.

I'm not jelous of TheDean and Roman

Yes you are...

I could have been successful with past characters

But you weren't.. get over it.

reason I've never had an auth is because I actually have a FUCKING LIFE

Actually, no, the reason why you have never had auth is because you're an immature retard with no manners.
As for having a life, masturbating in your bed while thinking about TheDean doesn't count as a life, it's rather sad.

As for having a life, masturbating in your bed while thinking about TheDean doesn't count as a life, it's rather sad.

Please don't say that again.

Hugs Barnie

He didn't mean it mate, what you do in your own time really doesn't matter.