Daiquiri couldn't handle it anymore. The constant bragging from her Godfather and his love of chess. At least when he was shamelessly promoting his toothbrush it had some kind of purpose. But chess? Well, it was just so he could brag.

He would often be seen in the streets of Las Vegas luring members of his city to play against him. Always with a big smile on his face, always so sure he would win. Annoyingly he would. One was never really sure if people were just letting him win out of fear or if they really could not beat him. In her mind there was only one way to find out. Daiquiri spoke to her godfather about it all and made herself to the streets to speak publically.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. Do you think you got what it takes to beat my Godfather at Chess? So far he has had matches with members from Las Vegas families. Each time he has won! He has remained undefeated."

She looked around and hoped people were beginning to pay attention to her.

"Some of the notable people he has beaten, over several games are: 

Don Void - Don Geralt - Crewleader Don Hobbs and very surprisingly Godmother Climax

All of us have seen Godfather twigs, at times, knock the other sports/games on offer in our world. We have all seen him mock those who play Checkers. We have all seen him mock those bouncing balls or throwing punches. We have all seen him time and time again try to promote Chess in the coffee shops.

Why does he go on and on and on about it? You may wonder. It is because he thinks he is unbeatable at it. He needs a real challenger!

So, Ladies and Gentlemen here I am. Trying to find people who are brainy, brave, daring and willing to take him on. Godfather twigs have made an open offer not to knock other games/sports again, if he is beaten. He has also promised that he would not touch the 12th Street Toilets ever again, if a person from a Detroit family manages to outwit him too. 

Anyway, I know the majority of you here do have a good sense of sportsmanship and I recognise that not everyone likes to build up a sweat."

She paused for a moment. Before she blurted out the rest of her speech.

"What about brain power? Do you have this? 

If so put your hand up, Get our attention. Put your name forward for a Chess Match with Godfather twigs!

Daiquiri looked around at the faces in the crowd. Wondered who could beat her Godfather. As she stepped away she said her final words.

"We will be in touch to arrange the matches. Good luck to all involved!"

Poppin' out of an alleyway he had just handed a bag of giggle smoke off to a young businessman still in school, iSup wandered past a majestic stoop. He could hear the speech of someone that someone had told him about, you know like a cuzzin' or sumthin'. Kinfolk. That was the word iSup found to describe how he could spot this thing of ours. Grazie capo dei capi, he thought to himself. 

He stopped on the stoop and began to listen to everything, pulling out a package of rolling tobacco where his rolling papers were neatly tucked inside. He set up a skinny looking cigarette before he reached into his pocket on the inside of his vest, where he kept the real bag. He then neatly pinched off a few nuggets of Golden Green into the spliff he was rolling. A weird sensation came over his left ear, so mid roll he pinches the spliff with his left hand. His tongue sticks out to the left side of his face as he begins scratching behind his left ear with his right hand. When the itch is satisfied he twists off the end of the spliff he plans on lighting. Nodding in agreement with everything being said. He reached into his trusty back right pants pocket and whipped out the hand made marker that his family was "known" for, a plastic bottle with a sponge neatly tucked into the cap. This allowed for him to squeeze the bottle and add as much ink to his words as he wanted, sometimes the paint would drip, which added a unique flair to the words he wrote.

Fame... infamy... it was all the same to iSup.

Congratulations

Good luck

Have fun

It was no secret that Climax and twigs enjoyed a little friendly competition, especially with one another. It's not much of a competition though when Climax beat twigs at almost everything -- like darts, beer pong, and even saving his ass from freezing and being mauled by hounds in The Constant. The only thing that he was slightly superior at was chess and perhaps some games that require hand-eye coordination, but we digress. Twigs is only okay at chess. In fact, Climax has beat him once or twice and she'd gladly do it again. Granted she's probably only beat him two times out of the fifty or so games that they've played, but that's still like a 4% win rate (if my math is wrong, shut up nerd).

Listening to the lovely Daiquiri give her speech, Climax nodded along with a raised eyebrow. "I'd gladly take on that challenge but only if twigs agrees to up the stakes -- if he loses to me then he has to get a tattoo on his chest that says 'The only good C is Climax. All the other Cs suck, like chess, carrots, and chocomint.' Does that sound fair?"

"Also another question -- will all of the matches be available for public viewing? If so, I'd like to get a leaflet with the game schedules please!"

Daiquiri had no sooner stopped speaking to the crowds when the Godmother of Paradise appeared. She was always happy to see the lady and could tell right away she was about to get somewhat feisty. Daiquiri knew how competitive the lady could be and was not surprised by what she was hearing from her at all. Daiquiri listened to what Climax had to say.

"Your terms can be met. I know twigs is a man of his a word too", Daiquiri said with way too much confidence about her. She knew when not to say more, after all there is no rulebook stating that the word 'carrot' could not be spelt with a K after all. She tried not to laugh out loud as she turned to the crowds to speak once more.

"I had plans to report the outcomings here, the results from chess matches, of which I will do. However, if people wish to know when people are battling it out, with their horses and rooks, then they're very welcome to come to the #PalmsCasino to chill out with a few drinks and to witness the Chess battles. We can host it there!" Daiquiri finished saying.

She turned back to Climax, "We will let you know when!" she said with a smile. 

"Thank you, Climax, for your willingness to not only play against me, but also to have your upcoming humiliation streamed live. I'm willing to accept your wager in case of this highly theoretical situation where I lose, but what will you offer if I win?"

After dazing towards the horizon for a bit to long, Daiquiri snapped back to the present to speak to the Godmother & Father.

"I think the people of this world have waited long enough for this chess match to happen. Don't you two think so too twigs and Climax? You both will just play for bragging rights. This isn't negotiations of some peace summit. 

Let us know when TODAY you both will be at the bar in #PalmCasino to begin your match. The battle of the two gods. Good luck!"

I like to play chess, If anyone would like to play. I'm not the best but I enjoy a good game.