The favour system was designed to be exciting. Having the father/mother cities make all the calls whether who lives and dies you would think would be a great idea. Turns out it wasn't as exciting as I thought. The people occupying those cities don't appear to have any power, I guess this is where it loses my excitement.

For those of you that want an early release on why Chicago was just killed. It was because of the guns that were training were not known in the Coffee Shops so Chicago was told to kill anyone that trains a gun that was not known in the coffee shops. They refused to kill said guns so thus they were removed. If you are training a gun and your name isn't known then Congratulations! Your life span is approximately 60 days.

The Day before VDay takedown I don't exactly agree with because you could of used them to your advantage during VDay. If you are going to do it the day before why not 1 Hour before VDay to make it sting the most? You could of done this after VDay. I guess you are not complete monsters.

The Marketplace it's not doing too hot. 

The Potato, this is the only thing we have to look forward to. Please don't become boring.

Hopefully the power is having fun because then there would be at least some reason to keep it up. If you are having fun don't change a thing. The fuck everyone else is a good mentality that works to hold power. It's been used successfully a few times if I'm not mistaken.

Speed. So much speed, he was going far faster than the recommended 15 that was plastered all over every street corner, but there was no slowing down now; not with so many drugs in the back of his car. This was bad, he was going to die, the police were all over the place as indicated by the mind numbingly loud sirens blaring from every which direction.

How did he fuck up so much? It didn't matter now. Just escape, that's all that counts.

Thud Thud... Thud.

Only silence now... or was it? No, there was someone talking, a man a few blocks up ahead. He could hear them with his exemplary ears, the children used to poke fun at him, but who was laughing now? Jumping up straight as an arrow he quickly tugged at his suit for a few moments before looking around to fully assess the situation -- three cars all completely wrecked, five dead or dying police officers, and one lucky Argyle who had landed on top of roughly ninety-seven kilos of high quality cocaine which now littered the alley. He was looking a bit paler than usual, but the ability to walk was not lost on him. Wiping some of the white dust from his shoulders he walked over to where the man speaking was last heard, it was someone he did not know, but catching most of the conversation it was time to finally weigh in with a response.

THE RESPONSE

I know nothing of the war or marketplaces, I am but a humble leader from the city of Philadelphia here to give my interpretation of what you first said; that entire spiel on the annexed cities and the families therein. You see, I do not agree that we should have to be amusing to outside people, while we hold very little power; that is also the exact point of the entire operation. It is to grow, to prove that you deserve more than what you are initially given and to show the people in power that you can lead.

Brushing some more white substance from his pants leg, he continued on.

We are not here to be entertaining to the masses and that is exactly why there is no entertainment to be had out of it for you. We are not there to start trouble or hold the same amount of power as someone in Vegas or New York, and we are not trained monkeys who were set out to go bring forth change upon the land, in fact I would argue that our main job is to integrate within the already made rules and prove that we deserve our piece of the pie.

That’s when Argyle noticed one of the policemen walk from out of the alleyway and onto the street, their eyes peered back and forth scouting the area, but they do not yet notice Argye who sighed to himself, knowing exactly what he had to do in order to stay hidden within the crowd. Without hesitation, he pulled out some black ink and quickly drew a mustache onto his face along with a black eye to really sell the new look, but he was not finished yet, now tugging at his shirt with all of his might, he tore it in two, before wrapping one of the now tattered pieces of clothing around his face as to create a makeshift bandanna and without skipping a single beat, he began to speak again towards the crowd.

As I was saying, we’re very serious about what we are doing here and I only speak for myself, of course, but I do believe that this counts towards all of us within the favor system; we realize entirely that we do not hold the same power as the other people who also have headquarters across the land, but we instead strive to one day reach those peaks, to contribute enough to this thing of ours that we are deemed worthy. While this may not be exciting to watch, it is extremely fun for those who have decided to take part and I do not believe it is bad in any form.

He then put his head down towards the ground as to not be noticed by the now two police officers and quickly fled the scene, never to be seen or heard from again… most people know him as Eduardo now; he sells carrots and other carrot related products, such as carrot cake. Just kidding, he’s still Argyle, but its time to end for now. Bye!

Excellent read graphic. The best part is you are spot on. Now be prepared to be called an idiot, troll, cry baby and any other insult the hand holding cowards come up with while they sing kumbaya.

The favour system was challenged based on past attempts. This is the mafia and why they think they should control another Cl and their crew is laughable.  I call this a case of fear. They fear dying.   

Damn good idea. Get into the shovel industry because the shit will pour in.

Not even a line on mouseycop and her whole upper structure untouched? Weak.

Did that GF even assist Ch?

marijuana smokes his joint, before quickly taking a chug from his beer. He stands up, but quickly sits down due to everything becoming dizzy. He hears something from yonder.. Something that hits home...

The Potato you say? I'm a big fan. Just me and my bud. We always chill and read that paper. Please dont jinx this. The Potato has become legendary. My father left some earlier versions that I read, and I agree. It is the only thing I look forward to see. Though everything else you said was a blur to me. Sorry, I'm not being disrespectful. Just a little drunk.

He smiles then stumbles back to the side of the road where he was having his own little party.

Anyone like my idea of investing in shovels? They will serve many purposes.

I see the folks of Ch continue to fall. And all I got to say is this:  RIP  Your death is a  celebration.  The hand holding singing kumbaya fuqtards and their minions abroad are afraid of you. 

Lets celebrate their stupidity.

Please.. You sound like a broken record already.

We are only allowed to live in these lands past 60 days if we divulge what our coffee shop names are and if they are to the liking of the Las Vegas crew leaders in power? Reminds me of the time when we were only allowed to seek shelter in New York if we fully divulged our family bloodlines. Oh wait, it's the same bloodline running the show for these two instances.

A path that a lot of people chose to walk down is that of anonymity. To be told that we have to shout from the hill tops who we are in a different format of our lives that is arguably separate from these streets just so we can stay alive past a certain time is ludicrous and is counter productive to the growth of this population. It puts a strangle hold on the population and if anything, will make the numbers dwindle. Why would a person who is not comfortable with sharing his coffee shop moniker want to partake in this life of ours if they are guaranteed not to live past a relatively short time period?

A persons life span consist of many factors. Simply sharing or not sharing their coffee shop monikers should not be one of them. All I can hope for is that the Gods see what a negative impact it really would be on this aspiring society and put an end to it, just like they did for the New York instance.

Since our lovely host here in this conversation seemed to have bypassed mentioning this.... To answer the recently deceased Home_Run's question of whether mouseycop helped out or not, I'm going to go ahead and guess no.

Given that her and her entire upper structure remain untouched, I'd say it's highly likely she managed to 'negotiate' for her life, though to know for certain is impossible.  Given that some of her lower ranked associates have recently died, I suppose we'll see.

After having spoken with the aforementioned GodFather's Left Hand, it's apparent that even those close to her have no clue what's going on.

To: -Telkin-
From: Reverse_Flash
haha thanks? I have no idea whats going on!

To: Reverse_Flash
From: -Telkin-

Best of luck fella.  always liked you.

To: -Telkin-
From: Reverse_Flash

i did nothing

Furthermore, some of her Made Men reached out to fallen kin from the South Side, expressing their confusion... So whether she's planning to retaliate, has a truce, or is still figuring it out, either way it's lovely to know that her fellow upper structure are kept in the loop.

Telkin clears his throat. It had been quite some time since his bloodline had spoken in the Streets in more than a story-telling capacity, but the recent events intrigued him.

I would like to take a moment to congratulate Vegas on their tremendous success this evening - really overall it wasn't too bad of a wave. I'm sure TsuDhoNimh will have a ball over there with The Potato.

With a casino being scheduled to open in Chicago, and all of the potential money and other special things up for grabs this upcoming weekend from the Gods, it was an excellent call. Would have been damn near impossible to have done it at any point after, so good foresight on that one.

Throwing his cigarette onto the ground Telkin continues.

Regardless of which side you were/are on of this, I hope the fallen members of Chicago can rest in peace...though given their GodFather seems to be doing nothing to avenge them, I sincerely doubt that's the case.

Apparently you are not getting anything from the so called broken record. As a matter of fact you do yours no justice even speaking on these streets.

Want to talk baseball marijuana?

Bbk, based on the documented times of the victims of Chicago's  deaths and Bonkers last appearance I am challenging you on your assessment/observation/excuse  or what ever it may be.

Did your father or molther or whoever the fuck they were take a shot at the singing and hand holding fuktards?  The obits says nope.

My bad, the answer was announced by Saxon when they visited Bonkers service. Lets all sing Kumbaya and use hand sanitizer for this festive moment.