"Thank you, Floyd. Thank you for showing that there was nothing to clear up. Multiple generations of rogues will plague any bloodline no matter how long it is" - Bismarck

I can vouch for this. My bloodline has been known to rogue before and apart from one slip-up when he was anihilated by the moonshine it has in fact been a long, long, long, long, long, long, long (since the times of Ironfist, which was... 03?) time since we seriously rogued, I am still tarred with that same brush. Sometimes my blood is given half a chance to live and prove themselves but the questions still linger about what I will do, where I will go and "when it will happen".

I find that the only way I can put a stop to these questions and views is to quite simply, not shoot. Therefore at least some people half believe me when I say it isn't going to happen.

So Floyd, I urge you to keep your head down and prove everyone wrong because it the tag your blood has now, will probably never leave you... no matter what people preach about not bloodhunting.

As for the tit in question, Mr Kuklinski... just... lol.

You have built up your blood and claimed that they were "better and more intelligent than others" yet you posted this thread (LOL) and your father didn't even know that his own boss had been shot down. Quite frankl;y, your blood is an embarassment at the moment. You have deluded dreams of grandeur and intelligence which I'm not quite sure where you get from, because you have shown yourself that your IQ could be compared to that of a glass of water.

End communication.

Mrs-Doubtfire began to listen to what Mr_Kuk had to say while passing by but as soon as the name Richard_Kuklinski was mentioned she remembered a journal about him she once read while growing up. She then decided that it was a waste of her time and continued doing Fernando_Torres' grocery shopping

oh how the black hole of stupidity can drag the best of people into it...RIP Tam it truly is a shame.

Kuklinski a one man crusade will never bring down the sensible decent community that lies here, Tam was unfortunalty the sacrifice

Rest in Piece

I find it funny that you take out your frustrations of being a failure on Prem, Roman and the rest of the REAL Mafioso who get things done around here. Your bloodline, historically is a laughing stock. I thought this may have changed, how wrong was I?

I find it hilarious that you still come back to the streets whining about your death after being shot as an unsponsored who killed a boss who was.

Some things never change Mr.Kuklinski, your tales of unmistakeble bravery, fierceness and all round feared reputation grow even more. I'll certainly watch out for you incase you shoot me when i get to boss..

As one great Godmother said, who ironically sent an ancestor of your's to a grave.

"Don't be an Emo, Be a Mafioso."

The facts remain that the Kuklinski dynasty represent some of the rawest talent this thing has seen.  This latest tactic is just a new strategy.  FK's forebears have terrified every city in this thing, at some point or other.  One of Prem's relatives wiped himself out, via Philly, after a pysch-op unleashed from this bloodline.

The Kuklinski dynasty adapts, improves and impresses - time and again.

Oh, and ask your leaders who the guy they call Saggio Consigliere - my coffee shop is rarely empty - the big names come to me for help.  Also, ask yourself why I kept the name and wasn't killed - and why I have so much cash!  I had loans totalling $9M but wrote it off; the plan was set.  My co-conspirators messed it up by getting rumbled!!  Ask yourselves why they got caught, but FK didn't!!  Brains, brawn, guile and tactical brilliance.

"Premeir sir you a right and now I must bow like the others and kiss the ring. I just hope some family sees fit to take a ole fella like myself, attached to a tainted name, and give him a shot at redemption."

Your last two family members were rogues, you were given a shot at redemption and you blew it, again. You were weighed and found wanting. People like you don't change, they put on a front till they can do it again.

"One of Prem's relatives wiped himself out, via Philly, after a pysch-op unleashed from this bloodline."

What are you even talking about, you ramble so much about shit that makes no sense.

"why I have so much cash! I had loans totalling $9M but wrote it off;"

Thats a funny statement, is 9 million a lot?

Prem - everyone knows the traps that you've walked into, time and time and time again!!

Yes the trap of being a insanely well protected don underboss of one of the strongest cities, quite a prediciment im in, how will i ever survive.

How was Prem lucky again? How was essentially roguing and getting caught brilliant? How does confessing to bloodline hunting help your cause? Because they probably didnt forget about the LHM of a rogue leader, you probably just got really lucky. But most importantly, Im confused because the only casualty i heard of was Tam (RIP) and he's not even from the same city... Im not trying to pick on the retarded kid, im actually somewhat interested in what you have to say because you might have some serious mental issues (outside of stupidity) you need checked.

Naenia lightly walked into the alley, hearing raised voices from the street linking to it. Looking around, she noted the current mobsters around and focused particularly on Don -Premier and a young thief. Listening in on the latest tirade from the thief and chuckling at Don -Premier's reply, she stepped closer to the pair. Nudging the don playfully, she winked, "I think you'll survive just fine, Don -Premier!"

Stepping next to the young thief, she smiled and leaned against the wall.

Well...I heard a name thrown about from one of the fine folk here. Kuklinski, right? Seeing the thief nod, she went on, Ah, my grandfather once had a Kuklinksi work under him. It was after he had recently taken over the management of Las Vegas. He sat down with this caporegime and after some talk and wine, put the young caporegime under his protection. For a price that was never finalized, because grandpa was shot down a week later. Pity.

Toying with the brick wall, she pulled some loose material out and flicked it playfully at the young man

Now you might be wondering why I am bringing this up? The youngun nodded Good. Your grandfather's life was in danger the entire time, because...quite simply he was an incompetent. That Kulklinski didn't know half his crew...didn't have accurate gun records, financial records...and so on with the woes of mismanagement. However, he thought he was a stellar leader and quite capable of city under-boss, to which he was gently reminded otherwise. My grandfather tried to run things with a softer hand at times...but anyways, this obvious delusion of self is inheritable, as you sound just like that young caporegime from long ago. However, I know one other thing that got passed down to me. Grandpa told me one time, one of the few times I remember him. 

Smiling, Naenia closed her eyes and repeated from memory, "Watch out for those Kulklinskis. They live in a world of dreams and imagination. However, little Nae, they also love to tease people into arguing with them. Best to just smile, pat them on the head, and walk away. Opening her eyes, Naenia reached out and patted Mr_Kuklinski on the head.

Good boy.

Kuklinksi. The only time you have terrified anyone is when you return, after another humiliation, and need a family. Nobody wants you.

Raw talent?

You're just a fucking bellend. Stop being such an arse and talking a good game. Go out and try and actually show you're not the biggest retard (and trust me. This takes some doing) this world has ever seen. You have delusions of grandeur unlike any I have ever seen.

God. You're annoying. I'm going to stop before I get myself into serious trouble. And no. I don't mean with you or your so called 'big names'

Mrs-Doubtfire notices a bear trap on the floor a few metres away from Prem. Mrs-Doubtfire drops her groceries and sprints towards Prem waving her arms!

"Watch out!"

Mrs-Doubtfire dives towards Prem and tackles him to the floor before he stepped onto the bear trap

"Wow! That was close Prem. Not to worry, Nanny Doubtfire has ya back"

Mrs-Doubtfire smiles and winks at Prem. She then looks over at Mr_Kuk

"Go back to your hole my dear, You were given your chance to redeem yourself and you screwed it. I very much doubt your bloodline is going to be getting anywhere in the near future for your ancestors actions."

"Oh and before I forget.. Rest In Peace Tam. You didn't deserve to die at all. May your soul rest well."

Mrs-Doubtfire bows her head in respects for the life taken earlier today.

@bighead

"Go out and try and actually show you're not the biggest retard (and trust me. This takes some doing) this world has ever seen."

The grammatical and syntax errors in this demonstrate that irony isn't your strong point.

And to the rest - I say this; time is on my side - and you have short memories!

My friends, and there are many, realise the importance of what I do - I have support.  And, let us NOT forget, my bloodline has had many leaders not mentioned here.  I'm off to the coffee shops, TBC

i love how my bro prem wins everytime in the streets.

no matter what you cant beat him:P

I have had my fill of your bollocks. There is only so much you can say to someone as deluded as you are. So I will bow out now instead of carrying this argument on. I'm in the coffee shops though. But you usually run away when called out so who knows..?

James steps up to the commotion again with a smile on his face. Bloodline hating and hunting... Now that's a topic he knew something about. Lighting a cigar he clears his throat and takes a puff, beginning to speak.

"Heh. I think it just goes to show that people don't really change all that much through the generations, do they? My greatgreatgreat(x 576) GrandFather Mystery worked alongside one of Kuku's when they were both authed in Vegas. I remember reading through his journal and stumbling upon many stupidities and errors on Kuklinski's end. Anyhow, it just goes to show that not all bloodlines have it in them to change. I must put a good word in for the few that do though, for they certainly exist."

James flicks his cigar and takes a puff of it, breathing the smoke out of his nose. Turning his head to see the gathered crowd he continues.

"Hell, I'm sure many of you mobsters remember what my line was like when they first joined this thing of ours. I won't say it as a "look at me now" sort of thing, because hell who am I to this thing of ours? I'm a mere WP Earner who knows his place. However some of my line took the advice given to them to heart, and have prospered because of it. Not all retards remain so forever I guess is what I'm getting at, but then again in this case... It would appear they do."

Durzo comes onto the street holding a sign, he approaches the young Mr_Kuklinski and staples his sign to the back of his head. The sign reads...

Narcissistic personality disorder:

"Narcissistic personality disorder is a condition in which people have an inflated sense of self-importance and an extreme preoccupation with themselves."


Everything i was planning to say has already been said but id just like to touch on something Egwene stated....The fact that u claim to have trained left and right as hard as possible and then for all your efforts go and kill an unprotected boss is more an embarrassment to yourself than anyone else. These days with the Durdens attacking almost once a week it is not a big thing to claim you can hit a boss, it just smacks of pride and self importance that you would think otherwise.

Id just like to add that i appologise unreservdly if people mis enterperate my speech as a swing at the late Tam. My speech only serves to highlight the enormity of the incompetence that the Kuklinski bloodline shows in its day to day dealings. And also the delusions of grandeur shown today are more embarrassing to him than they are impressive to anyone in the steets.

I write this: ----> (...) <---- to feed the need & hunger of the writer.

may you rest in peace and change rpg game.