A few hours before the big event Daiquiri had still been out on the street looking after the citizens of Las Vegas, making sure all were doing well as was her custom. Though the form this took varied from day-to-day, this time she was handing out free meals made from the diverse produce of the grounds of The Forest (though not many knew of its location The Forest truly was a green oasis amidst the suffocating concrete and asphalt one is accustomed to seeing in Vegas). The line was long with those hungry for a stomachfull of vegetable stew and Daiquiri and Atropos were both busy handing out bowls of the healthy goodness.

_Don Treebeard arrived shortly by car, stepped out, and gave a short nod to Daiquiri signalling that the preparations were ready. Daiquiri immediately understood and got up, whispered into Atropos' ear to take care of business here, and started to make her way towards the car.

A few hours later...

Void had been busy making sure the many cocktails were ready for the celebrations to come (it was generally known that the boss lady was rather fond of the alcoholic beverages, how else could it be her namesake after all?) when Daiquiri strolled into the lus(h)cious grounds of The Forest, with _Don Treebeard trailing behind her. The huge grin on her face immediately told Void that her takeover of the title of Godmother had been a stunning success, he ran over to his boss and excitedly shook her hand.

With the new ascension of Lady Daiquiri Void's worries were finally put to rest. It had been a frightening time for him personally. With the intermittent period of Hobbs being the one with the highest rank on paper the highly beaurocratic agency of the Las Vegas HR Department was forced to do his bidding (which meant that any and all requests for Void's beheading would be honoured without question).

But luckily now the days where Void had to fear for his life were finally over with the ascension of his boss. Relieved he cleared his throat and began to adress Daiquiri in front of the public that slowly gathered over the past few hours in the green plains of The Forest.

"Dear Godmother-Chair(wo)man Daiquiri, it fills me with great joy to see you rise to this much esteemed rank on this fine day. We all know that you were with the late GFC twigs from the very start and were always hard at work behind the scenes to make The Forest and by extension The Strip and Vegas into what it is today (especially during twigs' many afternoon naps or when he went on a chess binge at the local coffee-shop again)."

"It is not an easy task to pick up the reins after the death of your leader, much less so when said leader was the figurehead of not just a crew, a district, but that of an entire city. Not only that, but the times in which you did this were also rather... turbulent, with ParadiseCL and friends being at our throats combined with the surge of rogues that troubled us."

"But nevertheless: you pulled through and masterfully prevailed. I have nothing but respect for how you've risen to the occasion and carried on twigs' legacy continuing to steer the helm of Vegas according to his ideals. I'm sure that if he were with us today he'd be nothing but pleased to see how Vegas has continued to prosper after his most unfortunate demise."

"So please, friends inside and outside of the beautiful city of Las Vegas, join me in congratulating the newly crowned Godmother-Chair(wo)man of Sin City!"

The citizens of Las Vegas gathered around Daiquiri and started chanting "Mhysa! Mhysa! Mhysa!" in an uplifting manner. Void did not know what this meant but seeing how it seemed to spring forth from an adoration of Daiquiri by the citizens of Vegas he couldn't help but smile.

It was a lovely day in Las Vegas. Rumor had it that not just one, but two esteemed family heads would be taking the final promotion in the mob hierarchy. elkmik was fortunate enough to have received an invite to @Daiquiri's celebration party. He was very grateful to his family's left hand man, Don @Void, for his great party-planning abilities.

Apparently, Daiquiri's entire crew had experience with celebrations and worked like a well oiled machine in preparation for the party later that day. elkmik's own job was to make bulgogi, and lots of it. He'd been advised that consigliere Don @Treebeard should stay far, far away from any sort of cooking, as his roots had a terrible knack for sucking out all the moisture of any food. He'd been kicked out of the kitchen many times despite his best efforts to dry out the dishes. He was known for his ability to make good drinks, however. elk was told that @Wish was known for cooking delicious breakfasts. Perhaps he could assist in making the bulgogi?

After everything was ready, he anxiously awaited his boss' return to the HQ. He'd prepared a few words for her upon her arrival.

"Huge congratulations for your ascension to Godfather - Chairman, @Daiquiri. I've heard great tales of the hard work you've put into making Las Vegas prosper. I am certain that with your leadership, you will make this city better than it has ever been before."

Hobbs was in attendance with his one hundred and eighty closest friends and confidants. They were all dressed in their finest clothes, stolen from the BBB's wardrobe shortly before his Headquarters fell. He looked around at the dry forest and for a moment had to resist the impulse and temptation to see what would happen if he struck a match. No Hobbs. Bad Hobbs. No arson on a day like this. This was a joyous day of celebration. He could burn Void at the stake any time using his executive powers. Time to put his game face on. He usually hated these kinds of formal events, like weddings. Who the fuck wanted to go to a wedding? An invite to the reception was all anyone really wanted, then you'd get the food without the Priest. Thinking about food made him once again wonder what his last meal would be if he knew that it was his final night alive. Something with gravy no doubt

Hobbs brought himself back into the room and composed himself. "Don't get emotional, that ain't like you" he told himself.

Void was jabbering on and Hobbs focused again before getting side tracked by what Void would look like as a headless body with his head rolling around the floor like a ball. He chuckled to himself. He knew Void's speech by heart having had a chance to peruse it first to make sure he wasn't too emotional. As he delivered it though he could see Void was about to ugly cry again. Bless his perverted heart. Hobbs focused on the words and found himself nodding. Daiquiri really was the best of them. Well worthy of the Godmother title. Hobbs listened to the chants of Mhysa and silently agreed. He waited for a pause in the proceedings before making his own presence known

"Daiquiri, you've been a Godmother to us all long before the title was officially bequeathed to you. You are the roots that bind the whole city together. I am proud to serve under you. I am not one for huge public displays of affection so I won't say too much more here. I will just leave you with a simple congratulations."

Hobbs patted her on the arm gently before wandering off looking for some hors d'oeuvres. He'd heard rumours there'd be little Yorkshire puddings with slices of roast beef in. Delicious. He could eat those all day, and would if he got the chance. He would feast on those until the dancing started. He could only hope there'd be a mirrorball for later.

The Witcher was able to drag himself out of the office for a few hours that day. He had been quite busy making preparations of his own, but he wanted to be sure to make an appearance at Godmother Daiquiri's coronation. It was a momentous occasion for a city that had had a rough time over the previous few weeks, losing two of their esteemed godfathers. This day was a beacon of new hope and a return to glory in more ways than one. 

"Congratulations, Godmother! For many days you and I served at the behest of our respective godparents twigs and Climax, doing the behind the scenes work to keep things running smoothly while they got all the fanfare and girls. When the shit hit the fan, you stepped up and took on the role and the transition has been smooth and painless. I thank you for the faith you have shown in me going back to our younger days, and the continued faith in me to lead next to you in paradise. Here's to many more visits to the art gallery, cheese shop, and forest campsite."

He reached out and stole a glass from Hobbs, and raised it in Daiquiri's honor.

The quiet man sat away from the festivities and surveyed the scene with a watchful eye. Despite himself he allowed a smile.

He had loved Godfather Twigs and had been rooting for them to do well all through his tenure in the big chair. Heart broken over the loss of his Boss and friend the only consolation was that he knew in the wings it would allow his best friend to step out from Right Hand and into the chair. There was no one better to take such a heady and difficult task.

He scanned again the crowd, Joyful day but now there was a target on Daiquiri's back, when you ascend to the height someone will try to take you down. With any luck they would have to go through Wish before that.

He walked over and stood behind the big chair. 

"Congratulations boss." He whispered. "I'll be right here if you need me."

A letter had appeared on his desk a few days ago. Justice hated letters, especially Q. He had opened it reluctantly and read through the contents. What a joy! His former (well still) comrade from Las Vegas was getting a promotion. A well deserved one at that. And his flight and food were paid for! So off he trotted to the airport to go and pay his respects. 

The flight was busy, it seemed everyone else had received the news. Justice didn't feel so special anymore. Oh well his snazzy new suit would make him stand out from the crowd. If anyone could see it through his gown. Why did he continue to wear it outside of the courtroom? Trying to project power where he had none? Who knew. He ordered a glass of red from the stewardess who promptly spilled it all over the new suit. 

Arriving in Las Vegas, Justice headed straight to Godmother Chairwoman Daiquiris celebratory event. That was a mouthful. The usuals were in attendance, the loud mouth Hobbs and Justices old boss Geralt. He caught up with Geralt and spoke of old times. He didn't have to do the same with Hobbs as he was always anywhere he turned. Grabbing a free cocktail, Justice raised it towards the sky as toasts were made, and boy was there a lot of them. 

@Daiquri you have and always will be a great asset not only to Las Vegas, but to this world of ours. You were stalwart during every event that has lead to this moment, always directing and taking control. So it's only natural to see your ascendance to Chairwoman. Long may you live, and remember there's always a place for you in Detroit to avoid Hobbs and @Voids bickering should it get too much. 

Hearing the Sounds of music blaring and lights on the horizon of the strip from HQ, and not in the normal direction of glitz and glam of the casinos. BD follows the noise until he finds a forest, a forest in full swing of celebration. looking around for cues as to whats going on he finds the woman of the hour partying the night away near huge piles of alcohol money and "party favors" he chuckles and asks a nearby party goer whats going on and finds out that she has obtained the highest and most respected rank a person, man or woman can achieve. he lets out a whoop and pumps his fist in the air as he grabs a drink and slams it.

Congrats GM Daiquiri, you deserve all this and more and i know for certain, whether at peace, or amid shells and the rancid smell of gunpowder this can only means good things for the city of Las Vegas and all that call this place home!

Mai arrived at another big celebration for a very special person. I will never forget all that then Don Daiquiri did to provide me with the opportunity to be where I am today.  I just hope I can make her as proud as I am of her this day.

Congratulations Godfather – Chairman Daiquiri

You are an inspiration to all the ladies in the house.

 “There’s something so special about a woman who dominates in a man’s world. It takes a certain grace, strength, intelligence and fearlessness."

Much continued success.

Before turning the corner, Isabella stops in front of a department store window. She could see just enough to realize her hair needed fixing and her dress had to be smoothed out. Satisfied with the quick adjustments, she hurries along to cheer on a woman she barely knew but took an immediate liking too.

GFC Daiquiri, Congratulations on your successes in this life. I personally want to thank you for your warm welcome when I arrived. For your empathy with a situation, I ran into recently. It's no wonder you are where you are. Well earned. I wish you nothing but the best and I am confident LV will prosper further.   

MHYSA MHYSA KSCH!

HOPEFULLY VEGAS HAS PEACE!!

MHYSA MHYSA KSCH!!!

Paddy the 6'5'' Pitruzzello chanted with the maddened crowd, he danced like a fool while makin' his sounds. Finger gun's held upwards on both sides, his head goes aft as he continues to chant with the crowd. Bobbin' his head side to side as he begins to lean backwards, gettin' completely lost in the ritual. Head still sways as the chant plays, seemingly growin' louder and louder. Paddy begins to lean forward, his head still swayin' in at a faster rhythm, but still in sync with the chant.

As he leans forward in his dance, he lets out a silent fart. Success! Critical hit! The dip sticks behind the mad lad that is Paddy P fell victim to the chemical warfare. Civilians let out many "Aw that's gross"s and "What the fuck"s as they tried to waft the stench from PP's butt. But it wasn't enough, the immediate vicinity would be considered a modern day concentration camp. The smell of rotten eggs burned the nose-hairs of everyone around.

Yet his fart? No sound

Paddy Pitruzzello turns

around and around

Continuing his dance and chant in the streets.

Feeling somewhat overwhelmed with all the congratulations on her new rank at the celebrations and the telegrams that came pouring in, Daiquiri knew she had to respond. She had to try to keep herself from getting a tad bit emotional with all the kind words she have received. 

She picked up a glass of champagne and drank it for courage before addressing the room.

"Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, Family and Friends. I am overwhelmed with the kindness you have shown and fully appreciate all the lovely speeches that have gone before me. I am privileged to have so many gold stars of yours within my family too. Our family. I wouldn't be here without you guys at all. To me, it's a 'we' thing, so it isn't just congratulations to me, it's congratulations to our family thriving and our city of Las Vegas. Even though it is due to the passing of GF twigs, I feel he would be watching over us and pleased to see that the spirit of The Forest and the city of Las Vegas, has not been broken at all. So in his memory, Onwards and upwards!" She said to the crowds, as she picked up another glass of the bubbles and raised it. 

She moved around the room to give more personal thanks before going back to her closest allies of her family and Las Vegas to celebrate.