The bulldozers finally stopped their engines for the day as Jimmy walked out of the HQ and stood on the beautiful Las Vegas strip. The new building was finally completed and business was ready to proceed with vast profits and fortunes to be made in Sin City. The air was warm and smooth and the setting sunlight hit his eye just right as he squinted


Jimmy nodded his head to the construction guys as they left the property, the large steel front gate closing behind their vans and machines as it left the property..Jimmy now knew this place was his and he had a lot of business to do in order to keep this life of luxury


Walking back inside he quickly sat at his large oak desk, grabbing a piece of paper and his finest pen.. grabbing a quick drink while he wrote a letter to the mob boss's from across the cities and the mobsters doing the business around town and it read..


Las Vegas is a crime capitol with both the lights and luxuries of the perfect city and where the old thing that can stand in your way is your own imagination. Don Gaius has given me the nod to start up my own operation on the north end of The Strip and today I am pleased to announce business is up and running and we are on track to progress well into the future. I want to stress the importance of our roles, rules and the respect that is earned from following both. In our world, success is a long term goal that is not acquired quickly and our young mobsters must know this, while also being given a chance to succeed and given the hope of their goals being accomplished if they play their cards right.

We have a lot of open room in this city, a lot of chance for growth and a lot of chance for failure but neither of them can come if we do not apply ourselves and push for what we want. We need new fresh faces with fresh ideas, or old faces who can be flexible enough to conduct business these days with the best of em while teaching the tactics and models that have gotten this far.


Jimmy put the pen down for a second and finished off his drink..slamming the glass down on his desk as he picked his pen back up to finish his letter, pushing his gun to the side to give him more elbow room


From gambling to the business dealings offered, Las Vegas is top notch and I am pleased to get this chance to run this welcome and I would like to welcome The Las Vegas Crime Syndicate to our streets and ask everyone to be sure to stop by while in Las Vegas for some drinks and conversation or simply to conduct business.


Jimmy folded up the letter and summoned in the message boy..handing the letter with specific instructions that is gets to all the streets and other important mob figures in our world, as he stood up and opened his window overlooking the strip.. taking a deep breath of the warm Las Vegas air before closing up the window to get back to business…back to the streets of Las Vegas

After recieving the message of Jimmy Napoli from his messenger he smiles at him and said.

"Tell this to Jimmy, I will be visiting his headquarters and see how he polish the north of Las Vegas and tell him to keep as many money as he could coz I definetely has no intention of loosing again from him for a blackjack game, remember what i have told you okey, now go and tell him fast coz i will be leaving soon to visit him."

The mesenger runs off as fast as  he could and turn around again coz iGoBerserk call him.

"Don't forgot to tell him Congartulation, coz if you dont say that to him you will be playing around with your ancesstors at the grave got it."

The messenger nod and run as fast as he could to go back to Las Vegas to give the message of iGoBerserk to JimmyNapoli.

Jimmy, our family line has worked together before and its always been a pleasure. Your success in all your generations does not surprise me as you are a perfect example and a role model to any young aspiring gangster.

You always prove your worth in this thing of ours and it is supported by the continiuos success that you family line has. You will be a great addition to Las Vegas and i look forwarding to conducting business with you in the near future.

May you live a long and prospourous life, your father would be proud of you, back to were you belong.

Kurtz opened the letter and read it. An increasingly mystified expression creeping across his face as he went on. Getting to the end of the carefully penned document, he folded it neatly and slid it into his jacket. Getting up from his desk he picked up a bag containing a gift, headed out the door and walked down the sun baked Las Vegas strip. It was about five hundred yards from The Walking Dead's main offices to the recently finished construction housing the newly formed Las Vegas Crime Syndicate.

Kurtz strolled in and up to Jimmy's office. Knocking he entered the room, saw his friend and laughed aloud.

Man. I'm right across the street and you send me a letter? That's fucking priceless. I like your style.

Pulling an old wooden box from the bag he brought with him, he set it down on Jimmy's desk and opened it to face his friend. An old pair of single shot pistols lay on rich velvet inside. Kurtz knew Jimmy had always had a thing for beautiful guns.

My friend, I'm happy to see you here. Set up and walking the walk you were made to walk. You suit this town and I am exited to have you contributing to its continued development. We have a lot of work ahead of us for sure but with people like you on board, I know we're building well. Good luck my friend and you know...

Kurtz wandered to the office door, turning back just before leaving.

If you need me, I'm right across the street!

Throwing his friend a wink he chuckled and walked out.

"At fucking last" Oldboy shouts as he removes the ear plugs he has been wearing to cancel out the noise from across the street. Looking out of his office window he gazes on at the back end of a line of cranes and bulldozers leaving the city.

I guess I should call the guy.

Oldboy reaches into is desk draw to grab a few aspirin for his headache and picks up the phone

Jimmy! My good man...its about fucking time! And no I don't just mean about time all that racket stopped, its about time you had your own place, you have earned it man. This City and you, its just, just...IS! Its meant to be. I'm extremely pleased to see you up here man, our families have worked together many times over the years and I'm glad I am here to witness you looking all sharp in your new bold suit. Do me a favor tho? DONT GAMBLE AWAY YOUR PROFITS!!

Now I must dash, I'm gonna have Six hive me a head massage, but one more thing whilst I have you on the line...you might wanna keep that cement mixer back that I see pulling out of your place....

....It might come in handy one day.

EvilClown is in his favourite fetish den when he hears all the commotion outside.

WTF?! Bobo, Knuckles, Willow! Get the hell off me will you, that racket outside is spoiling my concentration!

Slowly untangling himself from the special swing he walks to the window his thigh high moleskin boots slapping gently against his pale naked flesh, he twicthes the net curtains and sees a multitude of heavy plant heading West on route 15. He taps his chin in deep thought and smiles.

Taking off his latex gloves he rubs his hands through his thick red curls and applies a little makeup, puts on his clothes and heads out towards JimmyNapolis place.

Getting as far as the strip he sees his friend standing there looking at the fine establishment that has sprung from the red dust.

Congratulations Jim! It's good to see you here, your old man would be proud! Its about time the desolate West Coast got some action again, after all its here where everyone comes to be entertained. And as you know entertaining is my middle name.

Mrs-Doubtfire drives up the strip of Las Vegas with her three-wheeler windows wind down and her music playing quietly. She looks about at all the casino's and thinks to herself.. 'I can remember the days when the ancestors of Striphe was constantly 'banned' from the Las Vegas Casino's through his extraordinary gambling addiction that was carried down generations after generations'.

She giggles to herself knowing that Jimmy is a young descendant from that very line and she smiles at the fact that he now controls the north part of the strip. She wonders if his lines gambling addiction has finally died down however she very much doubts that. When she finally reaches the north area of the strip she notices Jimmy standing outside his Head Quarters talking to quite a few people. She decides to pull over and get out her car to Congratulate him again in person.

"My dear friend Jimmy. Our lines have known one and other for quite sometime and it always made my ancestors happy to see you becoming a leader over and over. This.. makes me happy. Your line has always been successful and no doubt you'll continue to prove that. I want to Congratulate you on your newest venture and I can't wait to see you open your own Casino!"

Mrs-Doubtfire thinks that his bloodline opening a casino probably wouldn't be the best idea and she laughs at the idea.

"Although, if you carry the same addiction as your ancestors you'd probably put yourself out of business."

Mrs-Doubtfire laughs out loud and gives Jimmy a hug. She then hands him a parcel containing ten-thousand dollars worth of chips.

"Here's a little something from myself, I can't wait to see what you bring to the fine city of Vegas as without a doubt you'll put your mark on the north strip one way or another. Congratulations again my friend and I wish you all the best."

She smiles at him once more then taps him on the shoulder. She turns around and begins to walk away. Then turns back around and waves goodbye before returning to her car and heading to the nearest casino to go and play a bit of blackjack.

Bored to death, Mikah cruise to the street on her new Pontiac Arrow wondering what she would do when she heard a somewhat rambling of a geezer at the street.

"What the hell is going on! That fool is causing too much traffic. You go out there and kick the ass of that guy" She said to one of her bodyguard, and the said bodyguard knew that arguing with her is futile. He went out to kick the guy but noticed that the guy is giving a very important speech.

"Mikah there is someone giving a speech...and errr...." Before the bodyguard can finish his sentence, Mikah got out of the car and push aside the said bg. She squeeze her way to the crowd and saw that it's her longtime friend giving a speech.

"Ah Jimmy....I really know that this is ....this is so YOU. I mean Vegas and Jimmy, Jimmy and Vegas , it is like you are born just to set up here. And honestly its so good to see you having your own family again. "  

She hugs him tight and gave a peck on each cheeks before she whispers." Guess you won't be visiting my quarters now that you have a whole city of lavish women to enjoy" Mikah then winks at him and leaves him there speechless.