At Deimna's request Iota, Starshine, and Sibilo gathered around. None of the three know why they have been called here today and they all wondered why Deimne is not in the room. Deimna arose and addressed the four in attendance

"Gentlemen and lady, I stand here before you today with news. Something has happened with the boss. A change has been made. I am really not sure how to tell you all this." Deimna trails off slowly. "Today a great Don got up, had his morning shower. He ate his favourite breakfast. Then he was summoned. Godfather ThomasRourke called Deimne out. Thomas said he had been watching Deimne and all the Monkeys following him. Thomas realized it was either time to stop the Monkeys from gaining strength or for the Monkeys to formally take over New York. Deimne stepped up. He fought hard for every single one of us who had pledged loyalty to him. Deimne walked into that battle a Don and I am happy to say he walked out the victor! Deimne has overtaken ThomasRourke and become the Godfather of New York!"

"Arrangements have been made for a grand celebration this evening. Get every single last Monkey together. Summon all friends and allies far and wide. Tonight we will drink, we will eat and most importantly we will celebrate our new Godfather Deimne."

Deimna handed out prepared papers containing times and directions to the celebration. She then left the four stunned people to go about their assigned task as she hurried off to get ready for the celebration.

Deimna of course had to pick up Deimne's brand new special order suit for the evening and deliver it to his house. She had to get her hair done and get into her new dress but she knew this all had to be done quickly. Deimne would tell people he had an awful memory but the truth as Deimna saw it, was that he had a very good memory, it was just extremely selective. She would have to go back to Deimne's and tie is tie. He could never remember how to do this, but then again she knew she made it too easy for him to forget how to. After that she had to arrive early at the location to make sure everything was in place and ready for her Godfather's arrival, a celebration like this was too important to delegate to anyone. Every last detail would be overseen by her and nothing was going to interrupt this celebration.

Deimne's limousine arrived fashionably late. With his first public appearance since taking control of the mob power within New York, Deimne had to arrive in style. His bodyguards escorted him from driveway through the cheering crowd and to a table at the front of the room. As he took his seat and began sipping his wine. Deimna stood to address the crowd.

"I am sure your respective leaders have now told you why we are gathered here tonight. A great man has been given the top honour in this thing of ours and tonight, more than any other night is all about him."

Deimna then turned toward Deimne, smiling the biggest smile anyone had ever seen. "Deimne when I heard about the loss of my mother and decided to come back to America and continue in her footsteps, I was scared. Communication with the old world was scarce and I wasn't sure I'd find any familiar face when I got off that boat. But as I stepped onto the dry American soil, there you were. Somehow you knew I was coming and you welcomed me back like I had never left. Things were not always easy. You survived more than one war; you took every hiccup along the way with a grace that I have never witnessed before. You've shown me how to go into every situation expecting the best. You've shown me that when the wanted best does not surface to take what you get and make the best of that instead.

Things were usually quite good. All the Monkeys have found ways to deal with your partial turrets. I say partial as you have only have one word you will suddenly scream and spurt for no clear reason. I think all the female Monkeys have looked at you strange at least once, for while discussing a good Italian restaurant in the neighbourhood, you have been known to interrupt, with "boobies" out of nowhere, more than once.

There was more than once I'd wake up in the morning, shower and head to the closet to find one of my nicely pressed dresses and the closet was empty. Luckily I learned to keep a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt hidden away for days such as these. But the looks I would get walking out to the car and from the car to your house I am sure were priceless to you, who had paid off one of my "loyal" bodyguards to steal my clothes in the night.
How can any of us forget the nights of and very long mornings after the crates of Guinness would arrive outside the headquarters? A don hopping around from foot to foot in the middle of the poker tables, claiming he was dancing, all the while singing in some strange language, will not leave our memories anytime soon. The mornings after were always just as entertaining of course you seemingly convinced that someone had ordered the walls to be replaced and wondering why no one else could hear the pounding.

Probably the best days were the ones someone would find a new target to knock over. Quite often they would ask you to participate with them; you would agree but only after you were finished your beer. So we'd all patiently wait in another room, we would come back and ask if you were ready yet, more often than not you'd reply "Oh darn, I forgot go without me, I just received another beer." Of course everyone would insist on waiting for you. But yet again, after a time that seemed longer than what it usually took for you to finish a beer, we'd check again and again be told a new beer had just arrived in front of you. It would get to the point we figured you were too drunk to join us anyways, so we'd go on our way without you. Funny thing is no one would ever get frustrated, we just knew when you were in the zone drinking your beloved beer you could not remember anything else.

From the moment I stepped off that boat and you brought me into your family and allowed me the honour of being your Right Hand Woman, I wished this day would come. I always knew how wonderful of a man you were. How you were destined for things greater than many men ever achieve. I have never been more proud to be a Monkey, to stand beside you or to call you a friend than this on this day."

Deimna turned back to the crowd and raised her wine glass. "A toast to Godfather Deimne, to all he's done for every single one of us up until this point and to his continued success as Godfather of New York."

Deimna took a sip of her wine and told the crowd the floor was open for all toasts and speeches for Godfather Deimne.

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Congratulations on achieving Godfather Deimne!

I am quite sure you will do New York well, just as the late ThomasRourke did. You have been great as a family leader, now you have been given the ultimate opportunity. Good luck running New York, sir.

OddPanda applauds the new Godfather.

Starshine stepped forward and cleared her throat.  She had been crying much of the night so her face was a bit red.  Her face fit though and matched Deimne's red nose perfectly so no one seemed to mind much.  

Deimne, the day I stepped off that boat I was welcomed in to your family.  I came here to these shores not knowing what to expect and you taught me your ways.  Many times I screwed up, stumbling over my feet and my big mouth but you always picked me back up again.  You were there when I was defenseless, you were there to give me away at my wedding, you'll be there to see my children grow up.  You're the father I never had and the friend I always wanted.  Thank you for being my leader, my mentor, my guide and my friend. 

Congratulations Godfather Deimne.

You have had a momentous impact on myself and my bloodline, and through my dealing with you so far, i can say that you will lead New York exceedingly well, just as Godfather ThomasRourke did.

I can only see bright things in the future for New York, and look forward to working along side of you.

She clears her throat after getting lost in a flurry of tears.  When she emerges from her hankie, she lifts her glass of sparkling cider in a toast.

Congratulations Godfather Deimne!

Congratulations on your newly appointed position godfather, ive enjoyed working for you and watching you become what you are today.

Congratulations Godfather and i hope you enjoy my gift.

I wasn't aware that Deimne had overthrown ThomasRourke, Deimna, as I swear we high ranking officials of the eight cities just met to discuss his retirement not too long ago.  You must not have been invited.  Ho hum.

Nevertheless, congratulations on achieving your new rank, Godfather Deimne.  You have always been a solid example of leadership in This Thing of Ours, and I am excited to see the direction you will take the City That Never Sleeps in!

After hearing the story he looked at his watch, and then removed a pay stub from his pocket, from a toll booth on the way from the internatinal airport of New York City.

Unless I was walking a zombie to his plane to see him off to Flordia and Marietta was fooled by the Zombies trickery as well, then i am almost positive There was no overthrowing of ThomasRourke,

Patting hismelf down to check for battle wounds and bullet holes and finds nothing

Well now i am almost sure he must have just retired and not had an epic overthrow battle, since i wasnt there to help him.

Weird...

But Congrulations Deimne on achinveing the great rank of Godfahter, i know our cities will come to prosper as they always have.

Standing next to his Godfather, he also starts to pat himself down to check for bullet holes, he knows if there was an epic battle that was spoken about, he would have also been there. 

Hmm... nothing, and why the hell did Premmy make us drive to the airport to see Thomas off, better not have been a zombie...

Congratulations on achieving Godfather Deimne, we have worked together closely in the past, and I'm sure even more so now.

I am standing at the bar having a cigar and a scotch when I notice out of the corner of my eye Godfather Deimne finishing a private conversation with Gaius, and I think to myself, "This is the perfect time to steal a moment with my new Godfather.

Godfather Deimne, I say as I start to shake his hand, First and foremost Congratulations on your success and your rise to the top.  From what I can see it is most deserving. I pat my brow with a white handkerchief.   Cigar?  I say as I extend a couple finely rolled Cubans.  I don't want to take up a lot of your time Godfather Deimne.  I just wanted to say, I am honored and look forward to working for you. I lean in towards my Godfathers ear, Should you need anything, ANYTHING, please call on me.  

As I rise up Godfather Deimne gives me a wink and extends his hand.  Again, It was an honor meeting you sir.  I say as I  back away, and turn back towards the bar.

Deimna realizes she must have had too many glasses of wine tonight and stands to address the crowd again.

Tonight started out quite normal really. I was sitting in a coffee shop with numerous other mobsters when someone ran in and shouted that Thomas had retired. Next thing I knew guns shots rang out. In the very next second I was being dragged away and told Deimne was Godfather, that he had shot the current Godfather of New York and taken over.

I guess I was so used to Thomas being the Godfather of New York that I misspoke. It seems someone else had stepped in to fill the shoes of Thomas. Deimne had shot this man and this was the gun fire that was heard over in the coffee shop. I apologize for the confusion, please let the celebration for Deimne continue.

Congratulations Sir Deimne  :)

Awesome is overjoyed at hearing the news of Don Diemne's much deserved and much anticipated promotion to the position of Godfather of New York. He'd been wanting this for a long time, to see his boss rewarded for his many efforts. As a young Thug, Diemne had allowed Awesome the honour of joining his family, the Flying Monkeys, and Awesome had done everything he could to prove himself to be a worthy and trustworthy associate. Which, needless to day, he had done so very well. Being that he is awesome, and all.

Awesome rose from the seat upon which he sat, a glass of orange juice in his hand, at Diemna's call for a toast.

"Godfather Diemne, congratulations and well done! Kudos to you! May your reign be long and prosperous, like.

Awesome downs his drink and sways a little. Yes, it might just be orange juice, but Awesome is a light-weight. True story.

Congratulations Godfather Deimne. I wish you the best of luck in your new role.

Congratulations seems a very inadequate word for this acheivement Godfather Deimne.  I am sure you will keep NYC as well and prosperous as she has been handed over to you, though I'm sure you will be putting your own mark on her

Salut

Puck grins on the funny things that maam deimna spoke of.

"looks like the confusion is over,no zombie/s and definitely no overthrowing of leadership."

"Congratulations sir deimne well deserved and im looking forward in working under you wing in this empire."

Heres to Godfather Deimne *Ching Ching*. I am honoured to be part of this great family. Do us proud!

-Lana- steps out of the crowd smiling and finds Deimne.

Deimne, you took me in when I was still shell shocked from loosing my mother Louise. I fell in love with New York because of your leadership and I have learned from your example time and time again. I am honoured to serve you and this great city.

She raises her glass of champagne...Congratulations, Godfather Deimne!!

Congrats! God Father of New York. I wish you and your families the best and a long and happy future.