WhereWasI enters the HQ to notice that his cage has been used as some sort of monkey litter box. MidnightQueen is saying something three feet from him but he just doesn't care enough to listen. He had just received some horrible news about one of his childhood friends and pretty much anything would've set him off.

"You damned monkeys have gone too far this time!"

WhereWasI storms into PoisonousJelly's office and screams,

"I QUIT! I hate these damned monkeys and I swear to God if you so much as hint at me sleeping in a cage again I'm gonna blow your brains out."

PoisonousJelly begins to sigh and simply says,

"You're right."

WhereWasI becomes so confused he actually sits down in the chair in front of PJ's desk.

"You've been nothing but nuisance since the day you arrived on these shores. Do you even remember half the shit you've pulled? There were rumors you switched Betsy's gun with one that backfired shortly after you got here and started that Muppet Revolution crap. You've openly complained about the positions of honor I've bestowed upon you, attacked my monkeys, started a "Scouse Bashing" Lounge, encouraged other cities to attack me, and recently started making fun of my queeney. Worst of all; you were one of my few surviving members, Oh the cruel irony  that you of all people survived, and then you went and did that awful little business in one of your bars that led to me having to hide you amongst the regular members."

WhereWasI leans forward in his chair,

"We both knew this little back and forth had to come to a climax, what are you planning on doing?"

WhereWasI notices -iocaste attempt to sneak up behind him and sneaks his hand onto his gun. The moment he sees PJ begin to open his mouth he twists around and puts a gun to -iocaste's head.

"Of all the people to pick me off you chose the weak little Frenchy? Come on now PJ that's just pathetic."

PoisonousJelly begins laughing in his chair.

"No I have a far worse fate for your worthless ass. The rest of the country seems to believe you're still capable of stopping the monkey movement. I think you're just a loon with a gun and no hope, so I'm giving you your own fort. Hopefully those idiots will continue thinking you're fully capable of handling my movement and can't realize you're not even capable of handling yourself. Now get out of my sight before I really have you put down. Oh yeah, and take that idiotic Frenchie and the crazy American who thinks he's Welsh with you. Any other misfit idiots dumb enough to follow you are welcome to join, they're just the blind being led by the dumb. The only thing I need to know is what you'll officially be calling your little band of idiots."

WhereWasI not trusting the Frenchie keeps his gun pointed at his head and sees BleddynStark burst in and scream,

"Annwn!"

Confused WhereWasI looks at Bleddyn and sighs,

"Good enough for me, Fort Annwn here we come!"

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(OOC: This was rushed because of an actual tragedy though the title was written before that happened. Rest in Peace SpookzBoyToy, LV lost a great one.)

Kurtz had been visiting Las Vegas. He was normally there for business but this time it was different. It seemed in the absence of a casino, the other magnetic attractions of the city had been drinking to excess and cavorting with armies of monkeys than ran free around the strip. Several of the Outlaws had become stranded in the dusty anomaly of a city. Were desert met neon lights and all that was natural dissolved into glasses of hedonistic excess. It was like walking into a hypnotic trance.

Kurtz was half way through rounding up his refugee family members when he came across WhereWasI speaking. Listening to what he had to say he walked over and shook the man's hand.

I must say, although this has come about in truly tragic circumstances, I am pleased to see you be awarded this role. This city needs more than just the wild scouse monkey-king that currently presides. It needs a voice of balance, even that of a drunken puppy, to bring balance. Its a dangerous town full of temptation and distraction. Hopefully you can get a handle on these marauding gangs of monkeys and maybe open up another casino like the old days.

Kurtz leaned forward and spoke into WhereWasI's ear.

I do wish you all the best with your plans to depose the monkeys and take control. You must understand, it is essential for me to maintain a public appearance of 'improving scouse manc relatioons'. However underneath I, and many others, will be wishing you every success with bringing down the deplorable despotic scouser.

Stepping back again, his voice returned to the more audible tone of formality.

Anyway. My good man I wish you all the luck in the world and please, if there is anything I or anyone in our family can do to help you out, do not hesitate to ask.

A noble man, with a noble cause! Although your fine city, which I do care for as it was my former home, is going through a tragic event, this positive light is a wonderful beacon of light. I have no doubt that WhereWasI will be an asset to the city of Las Vegas, and am looking forward to our families working together.

With that being said, I would now like to provide some documented evidence of monkey shennanigans. If you please take a look at these series of picture I have taken,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7NTYeRg5Dg

.. you will see a monkey, violating my poor goat sheep dog thing. This must be stopped! I have no doubt with you in the position that you are in now, will be just the man to ensure incidents like these are handled with.

Congrats, to a great man!

Slash quickly puts down the pictures left by Phil and proceeds to stab his eyes with the barrel of his gun

What has been seen, cannot be unseen!!!

WhereWasI, today is indeed a very proud day to see you go out on your own and expand your fight against those evil bastard monkeys. Of course the circumstances of how your move transpired are tragic, but it was no secret this move was in the pipeline and the loss of SpookzBoyToy just brought forward your time to shine.

There will always be a room for you at Fort Izzel (as no-one will clean the mess you've made of yours..), should you wish help with anything at all feel free to just ask and I will gladly help you find a suitable monkey to do your bidding.

Seeing WhereWasI on the street Valmont strides up to him and extends a warm handshake. 

"How are you my friend, how are things over in the Fort! I hear some congratulations are in order for your new enterprise in Las Vegas. I always knew you were a capable lad ever since you and PJ stumbled into the basement of my mansion many weeks ago. I am sure that your time in Las Vegas will be long and full of glory. I look forward to working with you in the future my friend. Have a nice day.  

Valmont and WhereWasI share a few more niceties before both continuing on with their business for the day. 

Congratulations WhereWasI

This is a much deserved auth. My father told me how you and him had this silent understanding that each others pockets where open for the picking. He respected you.
I know you will do your city proud.

This is a very proud day for me. I apologise I could not have been here sooner but I have been over seeing the fumigating of WhereWasI's old room/cage. I was told the best thing to do was to just set off a nuke in there.


So yeah, back to the pride... Not only do I today get to see the back of WhereWasI, I also get to now share my bedroom with MidnightQueen without WhereWasI Peaking in through the wardrobe. That good for nothing waste of space. Should have had -iocaste pull the trigger. Shame he was to busy styling his mane.

Jokes aside...

You WhereWasI, just like SBT did before you have been imperative in the stabilization of Las Vegas through it's experiment days and then on through the closure of the experiment. Congratulations my old friend. I am sure you will show the world what you can do and do me proud.

Now, go die soon... Ok?

After finally calming down from his little outburst and sobering up a bit before speaking, Bleddyn turned, poured a little more whiskey in his coffee, took a drink and then turned back to WhereWasI. Smiling he thinks of the future. Of what he's sure WhereWasI will accomplish. Of what Fort Annwn and Las Vegas in general will accomplish if everything goes right.

Congratulations, WhereWasI. I was proud to have been a part of Fort Izzel and even more so of joining you in Fort Annwn to help you build something great out of the ashes of destruction. I've seen you work hard for Don PoisonousJelly and I know that if you keep working that hard with your new crew(with us by your side working just as hard, of course) you will do wonderful things and really go places.

Again, I'm proud that I'm working for you and alongside you in the great city of Las Vegas.

Smiling again, Bleddyn raises his glass of spiked coffee in the air.

To WhereWasI and to Sin City!

Congratulations on your appointment WhereWasI. This is indeed a great opportunity for you, and one you will I`m sure, relish and succeed in. May prosperity and good health accompany you always.

I would like to also take this opportunity to thank you for giving me my chance in this fine city of ours. Without your guiding hand, influence, and monkey controlling techniques, I would probably have ended up as another no name "C" among the obituaries.

Congratulations Sir, Salut !

Congratulations, geographically confused fella! We had a few conversations on and off and you do come across as a pleasant lad, not sure why you are being pusnished in such a cruel way :) Being evicted, even from a cage, cant be a fun experience. In any case, wish you all the best and will see you around!

WhereWasI approaches the group of people gathered for this event,

Thank you Kurtz, I will do my best to make a voice other than PoisonousJelly's be heard from our Scousified fair city.

WhereWasI hands Kurtz a thank you banana, and while doing so whispers,

Completely understood why you wish to keep these things secret as you have a public image to protect. Just know that when the time comes we will dispose of him in the way most embarassing to the Scouse. We will force him to watch everyone take their hubcaps back as I stand atop his stolen fort. If the sight alone doesn't kill him, the lack of hubcap touching most certainly will.

WhereWasI turns to Phil_Steak,

You know you probably just haunted the public's dreams for the next month with that stolen footage of PoisonousJelly trying to create Monkey-Goat Hybrids... Please don't tell him how genetic engineering actually works, I'd rather not be facing anything more than monkeys. Also, as far as I'm concerned you will always have a home in Las Vegas. I will happily kick one of my hands out onto the streets to make room for you should you ever choose to stop by. Mi Casa es su Casa.

WhereWasI quickly vomits from the disturbing footage and turns to Slash, pulls him aside and taps him on the forehead,

What are you doing? Wasn't the plan to convince the world I was incompetent? How else will we secretly build an army capable of taking PJ down without him knowing?

WhereWasI quickly wipes off anything left around his mouth on Slash's sleeve and turns to Valmont,

Getting lost in your mansion for such a long time has haunted my nightmares! That being said I also look forward to working with you in the future, though I'd like to be on the other end of the complex puzzle.

WhereWasI turns to The_Red_Guardian,

Hello sir, I have no clue what you're talking about as I have never Pick Pocketed anyone! I merely follow those monstrous individuals around and leave equal sums in the pockets of their tragic victims. Either way, thank you for the kind words.

WhereWasI turns to PoisonousJelly,

I'd say "I hate you too," but I don't feel that's enough. I'm going to take your fort, your pride, your life, and your hubcaps old man; and there's nothing you can do to stop me!

WhereWasI turns to Bleddyn,

Glad you sobered up, I'd say we have a lot of work ahead of us but I just found out I can delegate all the work to you guys. I'd like to say thank you for doing all of the work in advance. Also, why are you still standing here? There are like 20 jobs for you to do back at the HQ!

WhereWasI turns to Stone (no pun intended),

I've honestly felt like you found your way through this backwards city all on your own. I may have helped to bring you into the fold, but you sell yourself short when you don't inform others of the work you've put in yourself. Gaining Made Man status in Fort Izzel is no small feat, and I look forward to seeing what PJ has the lot of you doing as his beard gets longer and his attachment to his monkeys gets even stranger.

WhereWasI turns to Kpacu,

Sir, my name might imply that I'm Geographically Confused, but I don't know where I am right now so I'm just going to continue wandering off in the distance if you don't mind. That cage really does smell and my HQ is more than far enough away to avoid the odor.