The time had come, where CLO was finally to challenge the Local Godfather, it was long overdue months had passed since the legendary five day war took place where CLO had taken his oath to the death quiet literally... with his fallen Crew Leader Garou, two main targets with assistance from those in the shadows located in each city flying coast to coast finishing what was started ending in a truce, something unheard of in this life.

This is something the very man she stood by without hesitation took very seriously, Heart, Honor, Respect is all he seeked from those who walked beside him in his own family. Freyja was busily sourcing information of the whereabouts the Godfather was located at  exactly 08:34 marking the start of a new chapter, she wanted this moment to go off without a hitch, feeling as if she was restrained to the HQ desk organizing caterer's, booze, high grade cocaine the works. Reaching for her tumbler finishing her drink off before heading down to Bennett Park to meet SyrianLannister, hoping he wasn't lathered in BBQ  sauce like normal.

As she passed CLO's office to find it empty caused her stomach to drop, she had hoped the man was already "negotiating" with the current Godfather, not distracted by the poker or dice table a few short buildings away from the target.

Arriving at the park the marquee was being assembled in a timely manner, array of tables with various finger foods for all those to enjoy, admiring the steady stream of people arriving from all various locations. Removing her pocket watch as if on time  a loud echo of blazing gunfire shrilled throughout Corktown. SyrianLannister seized in his tracks with a squeeze bottle of sauce in hand wearing a mischievous grin, looking straight through Freyja causing her to turn around to be met by CLO  standing just a few feet away at the tree line.

Clearing her throat before leaping onto the park bench calling out for everyone's attention.
"All! I would like to introduce to you the new Godfather of Corktown Detroit... CLO, Congratulations what an adventure this has been! To say we are proud of you in an understatement! Waiters whiskey for the Godfather stat and gents here, wine for the ladies...salut!"

CLO, you have no idea how proud it makes me to see you take the role of Godfather in Corktown. I doubt the Motorcity has ever had such a warm, loyal and generous Godfather, and I look forward to working with you for anlong time to come. Congratulations my friend.

The time had been etched into his diary, a date which he knew was due and one which meant alot to him. CLO had been by his side since the start, since even before then infact. A brother, a friend, a hero.

He knew that a moment like this, it meant more than just a title. It was recognition of everything that had come before. The hours, the days, the weeks, CLO never knew how to quit and this was always something which Satoru had admired in the man whom he had come to know so well. The preparations had been done on his side too and a large order of vintage wines plus an array of expensive cuban cigars were already on their way over to Corktown once he had heard the news of the successful removal of the local Godfather.

Signalling to his driver to ready the sedan, he stepped inside and made his way across the short distance it took to reach the HQ of HiiiPower. CLO had seemed to handle the situation extremely well, removing the old and taking the mantle for himself with little to no troubles as all. As he stepped closer, he smiled at his friend, greeting him.

"Well well, look at you. I must say, the rank of Godfather does seem quite fitting for you. You have been there by my side for so very long now and to see you finally reach the lofty heights of Godfather, I couldn't be more proud."

Removing two cigars from his blazer pocket, he handed one over to the new Corktown Godfather, before flicking open a light and igniting both of their smokes, the perfect way to offer his congratulations.

Congratulations CLO! You are going to rock this. Live long and prosper Godfather!

When Pepsi heard the new a celebration was taking place in Detroit, he immediately took the first flight out of Chicago 

Godfather CLO I want you to know it has been an absolute pleasure interacting with you on these shores. I wish you a long and prosperous journey in this life. Congratulations!

Steps aside for the next speaker and runs off to eat shit and get banged. <3

Mania circles the park making sure that there are no threats.  She slowly moves in toward the groups forming then shape shifts into a waiter...

With a tray of Champagne in hand she carefully hands out filled glasses of celebration.  She watches her crew commiserating and making toasts, he knows how to pick 'em!  She smiles with pride hidden within a young clean cut male skin suit.  She smiles broadly as she sees Clo humbly accepting the accolades and compliments. 

This human is special to many, while he has all of the minimum characteristics one would expect from a Godfather, he has one very unique talent.  He can see souls, he can see the goodness in people.  People do not respect Clo because he throw around power, people respect him because he meets them where they are eye to eye and helps them stand on their own.

Mania shifts forms to herself and walks over to Clo to congratulate him...She screams "Love ya man!" she giggles then poofs leaving a trail of scissors and a straight jackets in her wake

R-L_Stine arrived at the park with a slightly uneasy feeling in his gut.   

He thought to himself, "Of all the places to have a celebration of this kind, we are at a park?!"

He didn't have anything against parks, and this was truly a fine park decorated to the nines, but parks tend to have kids lurking around and he was already up to his neck in legal bills from Lincoln_Lawyer for taking care of all of the missing kid issues from his camp.

With a deep breath, R-L_Stine willed his uneasiness away and made his way through the crowd.    After all, this was a time to celebrate!

During his time building the Detroit criminal establishment alongside SatoruGojo and CLO and during their humble beginnings in New York before that, R-L_Stine had grown to know CLO as the epitomy of what a Godfather should be:  a loyal, skilled and hardworking leader.   

As CLO stepped away from the crowd for a second and made his way to makeshift bar under the spoooky park pavilion, R-L_Stine approached the man of honor to say a few words...

"Congrats CLO on the extraordinary achievement.     Your dedication to SatoruGojo and the city of Detroit is unmatched and you are most deserving of this honor.    I look forward to working alongside you as your journey continues."

R-L_Stine set a small wooden box on the bar and opened it up to reveal a small vial of a green liquid.   

CLO looked up with an astonished look on his face and a single tear seemed roll down his face, "Is it?? It can't be?"

R-L_Stine nodded.

"It is, my friend.    Monster blood."

CLO congratulation on your new position! It is no small feat for sure, so I hope you enjoy every second of it. You deserve it!

Cleo raises her glass and cheers!

She approaches CLO and says:

"You are a man of great respect and honor and you deserve nothing less! I wish you only success in this already thriving path! LONG LIVE GODFATHER CLO!"

Grimaldo usually tried to keep himself quiet busy but he wouldn't miss today's event for all the wealth the the world. The word was out and there was a new Godfather of Corktown. CLO, a bright and humble gentlemen, who would sell his soul if it meant keeping his friends and family safe, had just taken reins.

Yesterday Grimaldo, had one of his men take his black pinstripe, three-piece suit to be cleaned and pressed for the occasion. He gets dressed and dawns his finest jewellery, topping it of with his signature cufflinks and lapel pin, of a sword crossing a shield. He heads down stairs and hops into a 1934 Bugatti Type 57 and drives himself to the event.

A short walk through the parking lot and the sweet smell of cigar smoke and delicious food invades Grimaldo's nose. He quickly spots Freyja, hustling and bustling around, talking to event goers and making sure the event goes off without a hitch. Grimaldo, finally notices a break in the crowd surrounding the man of the evening and heads over.

"Godfather CLO, it's an honor to be here with you on this, day of days. I know we haven't known one another for long but in that short period, I've seen you show a dedication unmatched by many, time and time again. So let it be known, I'm proud to work beside you to build this booming city of Detroit. I'm proud to stand beside you towards any obstacle that may threaten that. But, more than anything, I'm proud to call you a friend. 

So drink and be merry my friend, for this victory is yours. To many more in the future, I cheers to you. Salute!"

Imashe watched from the sidelines as she smiled  at the man she has looked up to for her entire life. She awoke after spending ten years in a coma....swinging her leg over the bike and pulled off the helmet, placing it down on the saddle. 

"well baldy man,  you made it to the top. Congratulations on making godfather." she joked to him after hearing od an angel who had shaved his head.  Imashe chuckles as she pulled out a bottle of the finest vodka from the side saddle. Handing it to him before giving him a hug, this was rare for her in the past few months of her job. 

Alice loved tea parties...Wait was this even a tea party?  Oh well it didn't matter she brought her favorite tea cup either way. She meandered among the guests as she watched people approach Clo and congratulate him. She wondered for a moment if this could be his unbirthday party and she was a cad for not bringing a gift. She looked at her favorite tea cup could she part with it and still enjoy tea. She shook her head she wasn't sure, but she had  to give the guest of honor some kind of gift. 

She approached Clo smiling and waited for him to acknowledge her once he did. She shook his hand.

"Happy Unbirthday Clo."  She hands him her tea cup it was big enough to hold a fifth of whisky she knew for sure. She always had whisky in her tea cup, but made sure the Mad Hatter never found out. 

What a crazy fucking ride.  Squirrelly-Dan took a walk down memory lane and remembered how he'd first met CLO.  The fact that he'd risen to godfather from his starting point was something to behold.  The fighting spirit of this man was amazing.  He remembered being in the trenches with his ancestors many moons ago and he knew that this was a special man.  

"Congrats CLO.  See you here makes me happy.  It's been a long run for us all and I am happy that Detroit is thriving under your leadership."

Dan cracked a fresh Puppers as he lit a dart and frolicked his way through Detroit.

CLO stood next to Freyja and Syrian while listening to everyone who had shown up for this celebration. He felt very honored and humbled by all the kind words. It was hard to imagine he found himself here in Corktown, Detriot looking just a few months back. 

“Thank you all for showing up here in Corktown; I’m genuinely grateful for all the kind words. I know this place has seen better days, but together with my people here, I will do my best to restore it, stabilize it, and make it as great as possible. 
It’s been a ride ever since I started in New York. Being born into a war and losing your closest friend was a rough start to this life. But in the aftermath of the war, sons & daughters of great friends who had died rapidly returned to these shores and wanted to be a part of this next chapter. One of them was SatoruGojo , the son of Garou. He sat down with Dagda & Squirrelly-Dan ; they gave him a chance to set up shop in New York next to Dan in Manhattan. And later on, being offered the opportunity to restore the city of Detriot. I want to thank them personally for giving SG and our family this opportunity. Also, a special thanks to Freyja , SyrianLannister and everyone who has been a part of this ongoing journey; I’m forever grateful. Cheers.”

He raises his glass for a toast

Tossing her leather coat feeling the warmth of the whiskey take hold as she wrap her arm over CLO's shoulder, sure she was short compared to the newly appointed Godfather, practically standing on her tippy toes, a mega watt smile formed on her face, filled with pride as she looked around to friendly faces such as Lincoln_Lawyer often she joshed he was her husband, thankfully with nil upkeep.

Freyja Signaled CLO to make his rounds giving him a friendly shove "Go on these Whiskey's ain't goin to drink themselves Godfadda CLO"  her eyes crinkled as her smile grew winder. She heard a very familiar voice one that challenged her from the early stages in her in career of this lifestyle @SaturoGojo as he spoke to her Boss she gave him a curt nod bringing the tumbler to her lips taking small sips, she wasn't one easily intimated however she knew the two men needed to catch up over a few cigars and the generally yakety yak business talk. All she cared about at this moment was ensuring everyone was safe and heavily buzzed, eyeing the bodyguard's surrounding the park.

For once in her life she felt, at ease as more familiar faces such as The_Gangster_Elf, Pepsi-Cola ,Mania raising her glass "Thank you for coming! Please help yourself to the array of foods and open bar..."

No sooner than later R-L_Stine emerged from the tree line looking rather off color, nervous perhaps?  her head cocked as she watched on as he retrieved a vile of... green liquid?... was this some sort of new improved drug, "I gotta ask him if he has more of that stuff... it'd make a killin" Freyja muttered to herself. Her eyes widened as more people pooled towards the park from New York,  such as the mighty fine Cleo and Godfather Squirrelly-Dan, news travelled faster than she anticipated.

Slinking onto the bar with her legs crossed, in an unlady like manner though she didn't give a fuck at this present moment, this was the best birds eye view for her to drink in these magnificent people her family called friends. Like Grimaldo looking dapper in his suit, HeadHunterX enjoying a few bevy's with his circle of recruits. Freyja waved over towards Imashe_Korbinchenko and AliceLiddell to join her at the bar Mania.

Listening intently as CLO captured the attention of the people who arrived at the party saying a few words effortlessly, as per usual. Raising her glass to the toast, raising her voice "Salute! now let's get drunk! Bar is Open!"

Not one to skip out on alcohol ever, Mania skootches over to Freyja and orders 4 drinks...for herself.  "Freyja!  Salute! n Stuff!"  Mania pounds back two whiskeys and looks around the room with bedroom eyes for a moment as it takes effect.  She smacks her head and wakens.  "This is quite a party, way to go.  Did you see Garou's kid...looks just like him no?"  Mania giggles maniacally.  

The bartender returns and asks if anyone needs anything.  Mania orders another 4 drinks as her tentacles reach for the bottles behind where he is standing.  She tops off Freyja's glass when his back is turned to them.  She giggles some more always enjoying being around Freyja but more importantly...getting her toe up drunk!  

Congratulations CLO. Really happy to see you up there. Well deserved and earned!! ^^

Le-Semois had been very busy of late, a typical day at his office in Canada was filled with many appointments, reports and incredibly large bills from a company called 'Old tavern brewing Co' but as he finally went through all the paperwork and yelled at a sorry ass associate he went over to the motor city. Two of his close friends had reached a new milestone in clearing the city of improperly run operations and snatched the title godfather for themselves.

My dear viking friend, you have done awesome from very early age, your ancestors often had mishaps, bad luck or simply died before their time, but surely they are looking down on you with pride for your achievements. Your loyalty, energy and perseverance are big assess to anyone you call your friend and ally. Long may you reign! 

Le-Semois raises a glass of ale in salute to the new Godfather of Cork street