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| Queen of Queens - Godmother FutureScare | Started by: Drieza on Aug 05, '25 19:24 |
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BAP BAP! Drieza stood outside the room of a rundown hotel. Room 017 to be exact. It would be burned into his memory until his death, he realized. He gently smoked on a cigarette and looked side to side, down the hallway, to see if the gunshots caused any stir. It was so eerie to hear it so quiet in the hotel after he knew what happened in the room behind him. Someone rounded the corner on him, soft as a mouse, and it was enough to make Drieza paranoid enough to draw his own gun. It was only TonyTheTrader. Drieza gave a sigh of relief and holstered his weapon, then motioned for Tony to join him. “How did it go?” Tony had clearly been the only other person in the building to hear the gunshots. “It’s done.” Drieza said in a dry tone. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to elaborate on it more than that, so he only said, “There will be a new Godmother of New York.” He glanced over at Tony to see the man had a face of stone. “Good.” He whispered. The door opened and the pair of men stood up from the wall at attention. They exchanged glances when smoked rolled out from the floor of the room and FutureScare walked forwards in her traditional white outfit. She slowly walked past her right and left-hand man, then made her way out of the hotel with Drieza and Tony following closely behind her. There were many of them in New York who made sacrifices for this to happen, and they all have a story of their own to tell, that much is sure. Tony and Drieza got to witness the death of the former Godfather of Queens themselves and it’s a story neither of them will probably ever repeat. Matter of fact, they would do their best to push the memory to the back of their mind after seeing the dead body. But the deed was finally done and what they sought out to do was finished. The death of a Godfather for the greater good of the city and their operations going forward. FutureScare took her place at the seat of city hall now, where people would show up around the country to give their gratitude towards the new Godmother. The Scare Syndicate had shut down the block for the night, surrounding themselves with family and friends for the celebration. Drieza sat at the same table with Tony and FutureScare, enjoying the evening festivities and sipping on their drinks. FutureScare didn’t say much. She never said much, now that he thought about it. Her orders were straightforward, direct, and simple. Drieza never asked questions. He carried out every order without hesitation. Without care. He owed Godmother FutureScare his life. She was the only reason he decided to come to America to begin with. Otherwise, he would be back in Italy and taking care of his parents like he was doing before the move. He stood up from the table and FutureScare turned her head towards him. Once she realized what he was doing, she gave him a nod of approval and let him continue. Drieza lightly tapped his glass with a spoon to gather everyone’s attention. “Ladies and gentle, today is a special day and a special occasion for many of us. Especially those who reside in the city limits of New York. Queens to be precise. Today is about the growth of this great city that has seen many great leaders on its shores. An honor to uphold that prestige of the symbol that this city has become over time. The Scare Syndicate plans on putting their own foothold in this city, in our own way, and carving out our path with our own futures and destiny.” Drieza spoke softly and stepped forward so that everyone attending could hear. “This is more than the growth of a city though. It’s also a story about the growth of a single individual as well. Our new Queen of Queens, Godmother FutureScare. There aren’t enough words to elaborate on how much she truly deserves this position. This opportunity.,, And the commitment, dedication, and sacrifice that she has made, not only to get to this point, but to continue it going forward. To experience this great moment for herself in the moment. To build something great and something fun from the ground up, and enjoy it for what it is. It being here bloodline’s first time taking on a role like this… it needs to be celebrated properly. She is soft-spoken, but she is a genuinely great person, who attracts great people around her to help her build something special and a place where people want to be. FutureScare never asked to be in this position, she was pushed and encouraged to take charge of this position because frankly, people believe in her and want to see her succeed. The Scare Syndicate was able to grow from the moment it opened. It didn’t grow; it blew up. An accomplishment achieved by Godmother FutureScare, and that speaks volumes on who she is, even if you haven’t had a conversation with her by yourself. I try to not be too serious about things, as you guys probably already know. But I put aside jeopardizing our district’s existence for something that should be a special occasion and celebrated, because this IS a special moment for her. The district of Queens and the city of New York are grateful to be here on this ride with her. To follow her orders and give her our opinions. To fight for her and die for her. To make this special for her when she gave us a home, and encouraged us that we simply just be ourselves and have fun. Godmother FutureScare gets to have her time in the sun, and it’s about time. “ Drieza walked towards the crowd with his glass of wine held above his head. “To the new Godmother of Queens. Godmother FutureScare. An honor that is truly deserved and one that deserves celebration.” Everyone in the room raised their glass with Drieza. “So, a toast. Everyone repeat after me.” He raised his glass higher. “Fuck twigs.” Drieza drank his glass in one. |
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The Queen of Queens, how fitting. I for one congratulate our newest New York Godmother on her achievement. For her lineage having no prior experience leading in any capacity, I think she has done a fantastic job in Queens and I am very proud of calling myself a fellow New Yorker even if half of Queens We should now shoot twigs. Who's with me? |
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| Reply by: beluga at Aug 05, '25 20:13 | |
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Your crew has exploded faster than Beluga's temper, your leadership is tighter than Nike’s wallet, and your patience? Well, it exists. Somewhere. Probably. Drieza gave a lovely speech for a bloke that decants his wine in a bidet. Credit where it's due. Here’s to you, the Queen of Queens. May your reign be glorious, your enemies forget to stealth, and may Twigs be found face-down in a puddle. A toast! To FutureScare. Long may she ghost us in DMs and lead us to greatness. And as tradition now dictates... “FUCK TWIGS” |
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| Reply by: TonyTheTailor at Aug 05, '25 21:42 | |
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| I’d just like to know who TonyTheTrader is? Can we get some confirmation before George gets audit happy again! | |
| Reply by: SlimRagnarok at Aug 05, '25 21:47 | |
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Ladies and gentlemen, not since Alfie got the royal swirly down the 12th Street bogs have I heard people buzz this loud. FutureScare’s turned Queens into her stage, and what an entrance. She’s a proper enigma, calm like the eye of a storm and she’s earned that Godmother crown with grit and grace. Glad Drieza got his timing right today and didn’t steal her future. I am happy to sit back in the haze of it all with glass in hand just thinking this is history right here. She never shouted to be heard, she just made moves people couldn’t ignore. So yeah, let’s raise a glass to her, the Queen of Queens, the lass who’s got New York singing her tune. Absolute scenes! |
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| Reply by: LiamGallagher at Aug 05, '25 22:15 | |
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Please stop. TonyTheTrader is part of the lore. I refuse to be bullied on my own announcement. |
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| Reply by: Drieza at Aug 05, '25 23:13 | |
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Eazy's and FutureScares lineage go back some and over those years cannot think of more worthy line to take the mantle of GF
Congratulations FutureScare you truly deserve your place as the queen of Queens |
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| Reply by: Eazy at Aug 05, '25 23:19 | |
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Nike pulled out his wallet and looked at TonyTheTraitor or was it TonyTheTailor and slapped him around his big forehead. The wallet was that heavy it hit him like a tonne of bricks.
Big congratulations to FutureScare you are the best queen, well apart from Minaxi |
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| Reply by: Nike at Aug 06, '25 05:30 | |
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Natasha saw many of her comrades gather to celebrate the newly appointed Godfather of Queens, FutureScare. Natasha was very proud to be serving in her beloved district and even more proud to call her new Godmother, her comrade. "Congratulations Godmother FutureScare! I am very proud to be working for your district and along side you comrade. To the future of the city of New York, za druzhbu!" As she steps back in the crowd of her comrades waiting to congratulate the new Godmother, she forgot one thing... "Oh yeah, fuck that comrade twigs." |
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| Reply by: Natasha at Aug 06, '25 15:48 | |
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Jim heard the news, a new Godmother crowned in New York. Well liked, they say. Respected, even. But still... not a whisper from the throne. He’d seen this play out before, a silent reign, a quiet fade, and then a name no one bothers to say twice. Feels like history circling the drain again. No words from her. Just the usual murmurs from those who speak in her place, those willing to applaud an empty podium. Her people do fine, they’re obviously loyal, sharp enough to hold their own, but still, nothing beats the source, her last words on the streets being 'Let’s make something unforgettable', many moons ago. Jim had always been a man who put stock in presence, perhaps old fashioned. Not noise, not speeches for the sake of it, but something. A flicker of soul. 'Cause if we ain’t leaving something behind, something real, what was the point? All this work, all this blood, and we vanish without a name worth saying out loud? Otherwise, it’s just another title with no tale behind it. He’d seen it before, maybe he was seeing it again, he hoped not. Jim nodded his head, kept his hands in his pockets, and moved on. Not angry, just unimpressed, perhaps a little tired of seeing ghosts crowned in broad daylight. Yeah, yeah I’m the party pooper but at least I showed up to the party he thought to himself. |
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