Detroit was my spiritual home. I grew up on the rough streets of Bricktown, working my way up from a nothing into the magnificent specimen you see before you today. Ok, well maybe it wasn't that rough because I was actually made the underboss of a crime syndicate on like my second day there and, I suppose if we are being honest with ourselves, I am kind of third-generation superhero given my Grandad was "Big Si" SimonTheSwanHunter, who everyone loved (except Enzo_Favara, but even he probably shot him in the mouth out of misplaced affection), and my pops was "Little Si", LittleSi, who was probably even more adored (except by Roley who folded him like a deckchair, but even then I am pretty sure it was just a really, really, really, overpowered bad protection shot), which did give me something of a leg up in the business. 

Still, I'm a self-made man, in the way that anyone born with a silver spoon in their mouth is. The best way, some might say. One thing I have learned despite my privileged upbringing is that this world can be cruel at times. Just look at the dregs of the toilet boil EIkmilk has working for him over in New Skorp City. "TextBasedMafiaRPGMan" one of them calls himself. I mean, what the actual fuck kind of name is that and role is he playing? Idiot with a stupid name? If it anything else, he's failing. Miserably.

That leads me wonderfully on to my final point - being miserable. Too many sad faces around here these days nurturing grudges. Where does it get you? Let it go and start a new life out west. Las Vegas is going to be great. LA is going to be....well it'll be something, certainly. We're going to bring everything that made Detroit so special - the near fatal beatings, public workouts and an open sewer consuming most of the business district - and throw that all over The Strip. Doesn't that sound incredible? I know, I'm excited too. Now, can someone please point me in the direction of the nearest public toilet so I can establish my office? Don't tell anyone, but I would really like to establish it as a drug front property seeing as I haven't run one for fucking months. Keep that under your hat anyway. Wouldn't want the cops getting a whiff of my extravagant plans. DTLVSi out. Shutup, Goggins. DFP me, baby.