Skorpeon had been a crewleader of a five man operation out of The Bronx, New York for about two weeks. He had some promising recruits decide to seek employment elsewhere, which was completely fine with him. Two weeks in he had 1 loyal member who joined and stuck around. Skorpeon thought to himself he needed a change, so he decided to walk to the streets with a recruitment announcement.

'Good evening folks, I just wanted to take some time to come out here and extend a hand to anyone who wants to work up the ranks and prove themselves as a loyal earner for a crew. We are a five man operation with 3 open spots. I understand a lot of folks do not want to join small families in fear that we will just get wiped from the face of the earth, but I can say that we have the backing of Godfather Scousepole. He has been very supportive in my endeavor and continues to be supportive in every way he can. If you're new to these shores, I can take the time to show you the way of the world around here.' he said.

'So who's down to join The Bronx?' he asked. 'Come find me.'