Through out his whole life there had always been one thing that PJ had sought after. He had the city, the loyalty of his members and the hottest piece of eye candy on his arm that a Scouse Lord could ask for. There was always one thing missing though. Legend had it that deep with in the slums of Liverpool over in sunny England their lay the ruins of the indigenous and original Scouse Lord tribes. Deep with in it's sewer system and amongst the runaway hubcaps there was apparently a whole temple made from nothing more than bin lids and hub caps. It was rumour though. No one had stepped foot on this sacred Scouse land for many thousands of years. Until one day... PJ got wind of a map. It was hard to say how he came in to posession of this map. One day PJ was neck deep in a bin and all of a sudden he held a piece of paper in his hand. Noticing the shine of the emblem he so desperately craved. The Golden Hubcap.

It wasn't a hard map to follow. It basically just had a massive arrow pointing towards a sewer system with the caption "IT'S RIGHT HERE YOU DUMB SCOUSE TWAT." Simple enough.

Making his way to the massive arrow pointing towards the sewer system he passed all the things he loved about his childhood. Hubcaps a plenty littering the streets, Children no older than 10 years old pushing their daughters around in old supermarket trollies and rats teaching said children how to dip bins. It brought a tear to PJ's eyes of fondness. The old ruins weren't hard to find. It wasn't often that you would see a structure made from hubcaps and bin lids. Hell... The artefact that he was looking for wasn't even hidden. It shone like the sparkling eyes of a Scouse teenage prostitute who was paid more than 50p for her services.


PJ left behind his old stomping ground with the Golden Hubcap close to his chest. Knowing he now had exactly what he needed to complete his latest venture. It was to be placed at the forefront of his new enterprise. Right in the middle of the strip. PJ made his way to his new building and with the swiftness and accuracy of a seasoned hubcap thrower he slams The Golden Hubcap right in to the forefront of the building, unveiling the sign below it's new home.

The Golden Hubcap Casino. Service by monkeys. No WhereWasI's allowed.

Goes over to one of the scouse teenage prostitutes and puts his arm around her shoulder.

I guess I'll be spending some time here... Sorry ahead of time if I win a fair sum... though most of the time I'll just be wasting my p... my 50p...

During my next trip to Fort Vegas, yes I called it Fort Vegas. They're everydamnwhere, might as well change the name, I shall play your newest venture a visit. I hope the drinks contain liquoir, and not that swill you generally try to pawn off on your friends!

Marston heads inside and slaps $200,000 on the nearest blackjack table...

Deal my good man!!

The dealer smirks, takes $60,000 from the bundle of notes and passes the rest back to Marston...

Sixty-K limit! What is this travesty?!

A stunning blond approaches him serving drinks from hubcap...

Never mind, I'll stay!

Hears a commotion about monkeys, hubcaps and squirrels running around the busy streets of the Mafia World . She leaps and leaps , and pushes people around so she can see what is happening.

"There could be a carnival for all she knows, what with the excitement the crowd is showing ." She tells herself. Finally she gets a good view of the speaker and realizes it is the dashing Don from Las Vegas . She listens intently and a smile spread across her face.

"Atlast the City of Sin is complete , with its addition of Casino it will be a total success for all those who wants to frolic with the sinners" She nods to herself and already feels that her old friend Striphe will take a flight over there when he hears the news.

PJ can be seen ordering the monkeys to hammer in a new sign underneath the current on. It reads...

No Marston's allowed

It seems spending all of my time busting my fellow mobsters has gotten the better of my ability to speak lately.

Why didn't I notice this sooner! next stop Las Vegas baby!

Wonderful news, time to spend some money in Sin City!

Anthony cruised down the strip in his beat up New Yorker. Sure, it was painted nice, except all the scratches by the driver door lock. But, the interior didn't match, like someone had installed second hand seats in a new car or something. It also lacked hub caps. He didn't really believe the car dealers story about how this came to be but he had nothing specific to go on. At least it was a car. Anthony didnt believe in higher powers, other than Godfathers that is, but it was like someone was talking to him when he saw the sign THE GOLDEN HUBCAP CASINO. He whipped the car in and tossed the keys to the valet.  The sun glinted off the golden hubcap mounted on the building, Anthony squinted in the beam of light when a voice rang out. Stop Reducks! Where you going? Anthony wanted to ignore the man, but when a guy says stop, sometimes moving forward is a bad idea. It's not reDUCKS, it's Redux, as in french, after my saintly mother. And I am going into this fine casino here to win enough money to buy a new set of hubcaps and maybe some upholstery. Mind stepping aside? Anthony stepped out of the blinding sun and started into the building. A million should do it.

Neon had heard many things about this new Casino in Las Vegas. Many of these things being good, minus the hubcaps of their cars randomly being stolen. Having found some free time, she kept bugging Sao to go with her, she wanted to make sure if she went broke that he would stop her and hold her back. Yet, she had a bad feeling it would be the other way around.

Arriving to the casino in her car with such fine hubcaps, she immediately ordered her men to stand guard and make sure no one took them. As herself and Sao exited the vehicle, they both smiled as the greeted the man himself, PJ. Shaking each others hands they all smiled at one another. Neon then gave him a small hug and thanked him for greeting them.

“Oh you know you didn't have to meet us here! I just couldn't pass up not seeing the place I keep hearing about!”

They all walked in and were shown around. Neon was ecstatic and couldn't wait to try one of the many things the casino offered. Sao told her to stick to Black Jack, but she was so tempted to try everything. Her face seemed to glow and her hair was almost brighter than the neon lights she was named after.

“This place is wonderful! I have never actually visited any Casino's! I was always told to steer clear of them!”

This made them all laugh a tad, but in all reality she was here to spend some cash and have a good time. Once finding the Black Jack table, she ordered a cocktail and sat down. She honestly had no idea what she was doing, so Sao and PJ were having to help her learn the game.

“I am such a fool in a casino! Who's idea was it again to come here?”

She said and looked around innocently. They both looked at her and she just shrugged giving them a shy smile.

“Any way I can go a few rounds just to learn and not actually have to lose money? Eh? Eh?”

Neon joked around while softly elbowing PJ in the side. She could sense that her joke was going to be politely turned down and she was about to lose all the cash she brought on the only game she had tried.

Sao was excited when Neon had asked him to go to the new casino in Vegas. He had been so busy lately that he hadn't had much time to make his rounds of the casinos. He made sure to bring some cash, but not so much as to leave a dent in his bank account if he ended up bombing on the tables. His real intent was to take the Scouse for all he was worth. Sao thought it would be funny if he bankrupt PJ's casino so soon after it's opening. When they arrived, Sao noticed PJ waiting for them at the entrance. Could they possibly be so special that the city head of Vegas, and owner of the casino would be awaiting their arrival?

They all made their way inside, and sat at the black jack table. Sao had convinced Neon to only play black jack, as it was the easiest casino game to teach, and it was Sao's strong suit. After hearing Neon's joke to PJ, he motioned for the dealer to start doing his job while he placed his bet for the hand. He figured while Neon spoke to PJ for a few moments, he would play a few hands and try to get a little cash flow.

After a few moments, Neon turned her attention to the table.

"You ready to play now?"

Sao pulled Neon's stool closer to him to make it easier to show her the game, and talk over the din of the casino.

"Now the aim of the game is to get the closest to 21 without going over..."

Sao continued with his instruction when he looked up to Neon giving him a look.

"Don't blame me, you didn't tell me if you knew anything about the game. It's your fault I'm treating you like a child."

Sao gave a laugh and a grin as Neon punched him in the arm.

"You think you got it?

While sitting with Sao and Neon at the high rollers Blackjack table he notices as they both go deep in to thought while Sao attempted to show Neon how to play. Not being one to miss an opportunity. He gives a quick hand motion to the monkey at the bar and watches as he presses a hidden button under the wooden shelving. No more than a minute later four monkeys come running in and in to the back with a hubcap each in their arms. All the while watching to see if Neon and Sao had noticed.

Coming back in to the conversation PJ just catches the end and without a seconds thought he turns to Neon

"Hey, Neon! He didn't try to tell you it was 21 did he? He's tricked a few people with that before you know. It's 25 my dear. You can't go over 25."

Smirking, PJ winks to the dealer and motions for a new hand to be dealt.

Anthony poked around the place and watched as the VIP came in and sat at a table. The owner his self joined them. With the big man occupied Anthony figured he had the best odd's he would get in the place. He walked up to a table and laid down 75 large.

The dealer dealt and showed a six while Anthony had 12. Hit me! The dealer sniggered. 22, player busts, dealer stands on 16. Anthony looked around, the big man was still busy. He laid down another 75 grand. Lets do it again. The dealer smiled and dealt.

Anthony had another 12. dealter showed an 8. "Damnit" thought Anthony. De ja fucking vu. Hit me! The dealer outright laughed this time. 22 player busts, dealer stands on 18. Anthony began to sweat, he only had a grand of his drug stash left. Screw it man, A grand says I win this time. It was over quick. Anthony, now broke was shown the door. Come back when you got more money kid.

As he left he almost triped over a troop of monkeys, each with a hubcap under his arm. He looked at his New Yorker, sans hubcaps, and then back at the monkeys...Nah. AnthonyRedux jumped into his car as the valet opened the door. Didn't figure you would be in there long mister. Anthony almost punched the valet before driving off...almost.

Father Jack leaves the casino with his wallet nearly 2 mil lighter & thinks to himself 'Easy come easy go'. He walks to where his black convertible Peugeot 302 is parked & realised there is something wrong but not quite sure what, but then it hits him, no hub caps!

"FECK, ARSE!"

Bill stepped off the plane after a long flight to be greeted by the warm Las Vegas weather. A lot had happened over the space of the last week or so, firstly Jelly announced the opening of his casino "The Golden Hubcap" and then the conniving, bin dipping scouser, had by some miracle, reached Godfather. Bill never needed half an excuse to visit Vegas so this was the perfect opportunity. He hailed a cab and asked to be taken to the Golden Hubcap Casino. Upon arrival he noticed the disease ridden, underage scouse birds draipsed around the entrance

Classy joint.

Bill muttered under his breath as he proceeded to shrug off the advances of the whores and headed straight for the blackjack table, he wasn't being robbed by the Wirral Wass today, he wanted to make sure everything was straight before putting his hard earned cash into hubcap trading.

PJ knew that it was only a matter of time before the local punters would get bored of the same two games in The Golden Casino. So with that in mind no hubcap was spared. PJ ordered a new extension to be built to the building. Many a hubcaps were stole to make it happen and to offset the expenses but his new venture was complete. He then went outside and brushed off the signs that barred Marston and WWI. Placing a new one beneath it. It read:

Roulette has now been added to The Golden Hubcap's array of games. Enjoy.