Scott-Weiland was wondering around his castle, essentially pacing. He had, for some reason, had a lot on his mind lately. Sure, he had always been the type to ponder some of life's greatest questions, but this one has really messed with his head. "There is really only one solution to this," he thought to himself, "I'm going to take it to the streets. Perhaps a jury of my peers can assist me in answering this great question." With that, he raced back up to his room, put on a nice black suit with white pinstripes, and grabbed his trusty fedora. He walked outside of his castle, and drove to the busiest street he could find. Once there, he found an old milk crate, and dragged it to the corner. Pulling and lighting a cigar from his breast pocket, he clears his throat and steps up on the crate.

Ladies and gentlemen! I am here today because I have been pondering life's greatest questions. You know the type, Why are we here? How did we get here? What is the purpose of this life? Why do we do what we do? Do we truly exist? All of which are excellent questions, and there is no plain answer. The reason I am here today however, is for a question that has me completely stumped. That question is;

What do you want your legacy to be? What do you want to be remembered for? One day when your bones are but ash in the dirt, what do you hope you have left behind? I have come to these streets hoping to get feedback from a jury of my peers. So, how would you answer this question? Do you wish to be remembered for your achieved rank? Your loyalty? Your fat bank account? I look forward to hearing your answers.

Scott-Weiland takes a long draw from his cigar and glances over the gathering crowd, eager to hear the answers that are spoken.

WhereWasI listens intently,

I don't want to be remembered by other people. If I can't remember the things I've done or the places I've been, why should you be able to? Also, I think the universe's greatest question is "Why is a scouse running the city of Las Vegas?"

If I had to answer your question, I would say I want to be remembered as the guy who killed the Scouse Lord and gave an epic speech afterwards in the most confusing war in the history of this thing of ours.

WhereWasI pulls out a hammer, a nail, and a WhereWasI Paper Bag and nails it to a nearby hubcap.

Down with the Scouse Lord! Down with Hubcap worshipers! Down with the monkeys! Viva la Revolution!

Sensing a scummy presense nearby WhereWasI darts away down a nearby alley.

Scott-Weiland chuckles a bit at the now Paper Bag covered hubcap.

You pose an excellent question. Why is a scouse running Las Vegas?! In terms of the revolution against the monkeys, here is my card, Scott-Weiland tosses WhereWasI his card, give me a call when the revolution begins. Bloody monkeys stole my hubcaps.....

Michael overhears the wise words of his Boss. For only working for a few days now for Mister Weiland, Michael only had one thought on his mind. Business. He wanted to join the business and learn the ins and outs. The same way his father did, he thought to himself...

First off, I'm not necessary your peer Mister Weiland but I wanted to share my own input.

I understand my own predicament and my current place in the food chain. I am a mere cash mule, an Earner. Just like everybody else, I'd like to get to the top of the chain. Like a shark, or a lion even. I mean who the fuck in the food chain is beyond a Great White or even a 500 pound wild cat. Nobody. These days it seems to me that, more and more people on top of the food chain are nobody's. They have no street presence, or even a presence at all. They are just a face in a crowd. The coffee shops have been hoarded by masses to escape the one true meaning of our Streets.

So when you bring up what I'd like to be remembered for... I'd like to be remembered for the little things such as having a Street presence. Being a local business owner. I like for this to go back to the roots of things. I'm not going to name names but my father used to speak highly of certain people that were great Street Speakers. Everyone came to see them. From all cities, nationwide. I only hope others think the same.

Michael strolls off to snatch another purse from a poor old lady.

Seph walks around the corner to notices a small crowd starting to gather at the place the ole soap box sits all beat and broken, curious he walks over and here’s out the speech and ponders about the question that is at hand…

Well my friend that’s a good question, everything you do around here from the time your first grand pappy stepped foot in these cities your legacy has started, now what your bloodline has made of its time here has always been on them. A question you for now, are you talking about family legacy, or just our own legacy? (Bloodline aside?)

If we are talking solely about myself and what kind of legacy id like to leave behind when the hour glass runs out I am not to sure, as long as I die a family man, a loyal hard working members to this thing of ours I could die a happy man. All remains that you make the most with your time here, and as always you shoot for the stars and hope for the best. That being said, personal goals are not always met nor is the time in this place always enough to meet all the goals you strive for. It’s a crazy business we work in here, and you time could be over with the drop of a hat.

Seph makes his way back into t he crowd where he finds a light post to lean up against and here out any other speakers…

WhereWasI looks at MichaelAgostino and chuckles,

"I understand my own predicament and my current place in the food chain. I am a mere cash mule, an Earner. Just like everybody else, I'd like to get to the top of the chain. Like a shark, or a lion even. I mean who the fuck in the food chain is beyond a Great White or even a 500 pound wild cat. Nobody. These days it seems to me that, more and more people on top of the food chain are nobody's. They have no street presence, or even a presence at all. They are just a face in a crowd. The coffee shops have been hoarded by masses to escape the one true meaning of our Streets."

You claim to "know your role" (one I would never ask my members to take or ever think they have), state your intentions to make it to the top and then call out the current crop of leaders' street presences. Quick problem, no one makes it to the top on their own, it can't be done and I have to ask; who are you impressing or befriending by calling out all current leaders for not fitting your narrow definition of a street presence? True leaders see a problem and work towards fixing it, they don't join the long line of people complaining about a problem. Quality leaders don't speak to speak, they speak when they have something to contribute. So if you have a problem with a lack of street activity, maybe you should try leading and thinking of something creative for people to speak about or encourage the people currently trying. There are a whole mess of problems CLs have not including Street Activity and I don't see the need for a CL to revive the streets when anyone could do it. Next, what is "The one true meaning of the Streets"? I define the streets as a tool, and like any other tool they can be used to accomplish a wide variety of results. This particular tool is used to communicate with the masses on a public level. IRC Avenue isn't something people escape to, it's something people go to in hopes to understand each other on a personal level. It's a tool which promotes personal communication, nothing more nothing less. Don't insult one tool when you prefer another, everyone has opinions and the right to choose which tools they use in life.

I'll explain something to you real quick, I had a MUCH larger street presence before I was authed, it's because my words carry more weight as a CL that I've recently tried to reserve them. My attempts at humor are to promote street activity, it's my way of using a tool in what I believe is a new light. It's easy to call out leaders for not speaking, especially if the streets are quiet, but don't you think leaders have enough to worry about? Should they really be in charge of keeping the streets alive? Especially when so many who complain aren't willing to make some type of an effort themselves?

WhereWasI chuckles again, then hands the woman Michael stole from an equal amount of cash.

If you work too hard trying to force your way to the top, you'll miss the big picture and never really achieve your goal. You're not the first to portray this message and you won't be the last. I hope everyone who thinks this takes the time to try to understand some one else's problems, but I doubt that anyone really listens to what I have to say, because I've been saying that type of message since well before I was a CL.

Michael listens carefully...

I did not once call out the leaders sir. When I meant I wanted to get to the top of the food chain, it didn't only mean someone wearing a bold suit. I didn't want to call out anyone specifically. I meant as a whole. Statistically speaking the streets have dropped in activity for a long time now. That was the point I was originally trying to bring up. This has always been a problem and like you even said, I won't be the last to bring it up.

I understand using the Streets as a tool like you originally said. Bringing up that your words now are heavier than before, due to your auth, is respected. Like I said I didn't once promote saying the leaders need to speak on our Streets. I meant the masses at the top. Looking around I see many heavier looking gentlemen who can hold themselves. But they don't speak a word. Some don't speak in public, nor do they speak to others at all. The coffee shop is their escape. What I really wanted to point up and bring across to the public.

I apologize if this wasn't your first time bringing up your point of view sir. My bloodline has been gone for a couple of generations now. Your point of view on the things I brought up, are thought of highly in my eyes.

MikeyFranzese stands and listens to lots of good conversation going on.  He waits for MichaelAgostino to finish, takes a swig of courage from the flask in his coat pocket and steps up to give his 2 cents worth.

I don't really have a lot to add other than I have enjoyed this conversation and really take to heart everything that has been said.  I understand where Michael was coming from with his original comments, but WhereWasI was spot on with his response.  He has basically put out a challenge to all of us.  Any one of us can make these streets more active.  It's not just up to the leadership.  As a matter of fact, a good start to being a leader is having some street presence and getting some good conversations started.  Thanks for sharing your wisdom WWI.  I greatly appreciate it.

Mikey steps down and goes over to introduce himself to WhereWasI.  Nicely said sir.  I appreciate your words. With that Mikey takes another swig from his flask, lights up a cigar and sits back waiting on someone else to share some of their experience and knowledge.

What do you want your legacy to be?

I want my legacy be legendary - The greatest mobster.

What do you want to be remembered for?

I want to be remembered for the most lived gangster.

One day when your bones are but ash in the dirt, what do you hope you have left behind?

My terror ,when i come back i need respect.

Do you wish to be remembered for your achieved rank?

Ofcourse I want to be known for a very respectable rank.

Your loyalty?

I want to be loyal till the end.

Your fat bank account?

Well I will not be happy to be known for a very rich man.

I will keep it secret if i am rich.

I dont want to be remembered. I dont want anyone to even know my name. Then, and only then, will I be doing my job properly.

I Would like  to be remembered as one of the hardest workers in all of New York.Thats a big order to fill I know but I will die trying to be that an I know I will never be in the top 50 best New Yorkers  but as long as I do my family an New york right I will settle for number 51.Love New york but not the Giants.

i remember everytime i watch the Godfather movies *already have the 3 parts* i remember marlon brando then i just feel i want to be like him as am playing MR lol "i made him an offer he couldn't refuse" just the way he is feared by everyone respected and also the way he used to know who is the loyal who isn't .... how he managed his family and kept his family safe and so on .... i want to be just like that xd