Scanning through his notes Tsu looked uncharacteristically flustered. Mumbling under his voice as he positioned a soapbox for true historic value those nearby could just make out a few words. "Don't make any mistakes this time he says. Don't waffle on so long this time. Get to the point and then get back to work without another of your monologs. If old Borkers wants to be such a critic he can give the next speech himself. I'm starting to get the feeling he's only using me for my good looks at this point to help grab more people's attention". As the man stood upright again, the soapbox in position and ready for his mounting, he cleared his throat and readied himself to be heard by all.

Time for us all to look to the future and start to rebuild. Recent days have been filled with sadness and hurt with the loss of so many amazing people. They shouldn't and won't be forgotten. However, it isn't all doom and gloom. Rising from the ashes and the rubble, we shall dust ourselves off, look at what challenges lay ahead of us and get ourselves back to business. This thing of ours is constantly evolving and constantly changing. Like sharks in the water, the minute we try to stand still we're going to fall.

Having released a little inner monolog, he smiled briefly. 

Here in the Big Apple, we were hit hard with the losses we suffered. It'd take some special people doing some incredibly hard work to help us all rebuild and put the city back into a position it needs to be in, but thankfully we have great people to manage to do just that.

The Bronx currently sits empty and without an acting Godfather. A district needs a firm hand, it needs a strategic thinker and it needs a sober mind to wrestle it into control. Lacking those things it needs a drunken mobster of Scottish decent to turn it into a den of chaos and debauchery. We shall let you make your own personal choice of which of the two we opted for when we decided to move Mattsr, clearly of Scottish decent, to take over the reins as acting Godfather of the Bronx. Having served Godfather Reggie with distinction it's a proud and joyous moment for all of us here in New York to see this man take the next step and take control of his own district. He and his army of penguins shall be waddling into position on the North of the city in the very near future.

Following all the losses, we also need new blood. We need a new face to put on that new bold suit and provide a guiding hand for those new to our shores. We need someone that is willing to put in damn hard work. Thankfully, we have just that man. Since the day he first arrived at our building, he has impressed with his dedication and his selfless nature. He was that impressive that I've nearly forgiven him for having a name so phonetically similar to my own. Nearly. Now that I have a chance to gloat as Borkers kicks him out of the building so that I can have my own clever phonetic pseudonym back to myself, I'll not miss the opportunity.

Ignoring the obvious jokes, I do take great pride in welcoming Pseudonym to join TheNihilist in aiding Godfather Borkers here in Brooklyn. He's just the type of worker that can help recover from losses and get our business back on track, so exactly what the doctor ordered. He shall be opening the doors of his new building very shortly, so I'm sure you'll all rush to flood his new mailbox with notes barely legible even by a doctors handwriting standards.

Congratulations to both Mattsr and Pseudonym today, they've worked hard for what they have received and are fully deserving of it.

Standing here with Godfather Borkers, Godfather Reggie, acting Godfather Mattsr, -Santos-, TheNihilist and Pseudonym I can't wait to see what the future holds for the Big Apple.

We've all lost so much in recent days, but with the kin of so many of those that fell making their way back into cosa nostra our world is once again bustling with potential and massive opportunity. Whether it's old faces I could instantly recognize from their parents or new faces I've never seen before, new doors have opened and new opportunities lie ahead for all. For those willing to grasp those opportunities, exciting times lie ahead. The only question is what choices people are going to make with the lives that lay before them.  

After witnessing TsuDhoNimh give his speech, Jamala approached Pseudonym and smiled.

"I must say, this is delightful news my good friend. Though I will be sad to see you leave La Fratellanza Oscura, I have absolutely no doubt that there is no better man to take on this responsibility at such an important time in our fine city. You will do a wonderful job, and if there is anything I can ever do for you, I will be obliged." 

She then turned to the newly appointed acting Godfather of the Bronx, Mattsr. 

"Congratulations Sir, there are indeed some very exciting times ahead for city of New York. I wish you all the best in your new role and for the promising future of the Bronx." 

The streets were not a new place for Madeline; her mother had spent many days out here speaking with others or telling stories, often bringing Madeline along to observe. But this was the first she'd ventured out on her own, to listen to the right hand of Godfather Borkers give updates on the city she had chosen to call home. She spoke up after the person before her, a woman she recognized as her family's left hand. 

"Mattsr, I don't know you personally but my mother spoke of you often and I think she'd be incredibly happy to see you taking this step. Everything she mentioned of you was positive and I wish you the best of luck in the Bronx. I look forward to seeing it flourish once again.  

Pseudonym, we've spoken briefly and I appreciate you welcoming me. I have no doubt you will also do very well in your new role. Congratulations."

She smiled at both men before disappearing back into the crowd to go about her business. 

Cena tugged on baseball cap to straighten it out. Due to a recent wrestling match, he had been stuck in NY for a little bit till he was done. He left his hotel, and had began to open the door to his vehicle. He had noticed a group of people crowded across the street from him. He closed the car door and wondered over. He instantly recognized the group of people and one of them being his good friend, Pseudonym

This is a great day. After the mess of a weekend we all had, I think it's safe to say there was some good that came out of it. I'm happy to hear the news man. I know you'll be great for the city of New York, and I wish you the best luck!

Cena smiled and headed back for his vehicle. He now had to get to his match within in the next 5 minutes.

THEY WILL NOT SILENCE ME AND MY AWESOME CONGRATS TO YOU  TsuDhoNimh YOU ARE BAE AS FUCK YO! <3 Also Hi Gracie

With the past few days carrying a non-stop adrenaline rush followed by much bloodshed, Mattsr was finally able to take his jacket off and sit down. The moment his feet were placed on his mahogany desk in his office, he began to look around at his accomplishments. He'd lost many good friends and he always promised himself that he'd do well no matter what. If not himself, then without question it would be for them. A large responsibility was placed on his shoulders when he accepted the gracious role of leading a family. But he realized, that it would have been almost impossible if it had not been for the support of those people around him. He'd felt lucky to have such amazing people not only having his back but for the simple fact of believing in him. He rested his head on the front of his palms and leaned back on his chair, releasing an almost minute squeak. A smile slowly began to fade on his face and his eyes were gently beginning to close when Don TsuDhoNimh walked into his office. Mattsr, almost fell off his chair as his mind wanted his body to stand up, but the electrical communication simultaneously connecting his brain to his lower body seemed to have been slightly delayed, from what could be a direct cause 24 hours of non-sleep with a touch of stress. 

"Mattsr, I have some news for you.."

The two men carried on a conversation and Mattsr was in awe. A sense of disbelief of what was being said but with an urge of excitement. He wanted to hug and kiss TsuDhoNimh to show his appreciation. 'But hey, I'm a tough guy' he told him self and decided that a hug with his good friend was enough. With that, he straightened up his blazer and followed TsuDhoNimh outside. Just before he left, he ran back into his office and grabbed a stored bottle of Champagne that he'd been keeping in his closet for what he hoped to be this particular moment.

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Mattsr watched and listened to TsuDhoNimh give a speech to the masses about his new role of being acting Godfather. He watched everyone around him smiling and nodding in respect. RosabellaCorti, his Right Hand was standing beside him smiling at her bosses accomplishment. Salvadore, his Left Hand, smoking his cigarette flicked it in the air and nudged his boss to the stage. 

"You can do it boss" 

Mattsr, went over to where TsuDhoNimh was standing. He turned around one last moment to see his hands right behind him and the rest of his beloved family members just behind them. He looked forward, cleared his throat and began speaking.

"I'd like to start off by thanking Godfather Borkers and Godfather Reggie for what to me is a role with boundless responsibilities and for having faith in me to allow me to fulfill that role, I also extend my very warm thanks to Don TsuDhoNimh for his wonderful speech and support. I will not disappoint those that made the decision to appoint me as acting godfather. But most importantly, my new city, Bronx, New York and my direct family. I will uphold and protect those that serve our lands. And I will be loyal to those that stand beside me. I've always looked up to you with significant levels of respect and to once again allow me such a huge level of responsibility I can not thank you enough. My doors will always be open for you and we will work together on making this thing of ours that much better. I would also like to extend a warm congratulations to Consigliere Pseudonym for his new appointment and I look forward to working with you as well. And on that note.."

Meanwhile, RosabellaCorti walked up to where Mattsr was standing and handed him the bottle of his champagne that he picked up from his office and handed him the bottle mid-sentence.

"And on that note.." A corkscrew went flying and a champagne celebration had begun. Champagne going everywhere, but it felt as though the atmosphere around Mattsr had gone into slow-motion. He looked around and watched faces smiling, people laughing and people just happy. These people are his responsibility and with that he looked up to the sky and promised to look after everyone.. even if it meant with his life.

Having been told of developments in New York, Disorder made a point of catching a flight across the country to go and visit his friends. As the rebuilding work in Vegas was underway, he wanted to see the work being done on the East Coast for himself. Arriving in time to see his friend Tsu speak, he went up and shook his hand.

"I'd hug you but you'll only get conflicted feelings about it."

Tsu gave him a friendly crack on the shoulder. Disorder laughed and turned to the new crew leader. Shaking Pseudonym's hand, he smiled.

"I know we've spoken already in private but I wanted to come out here and say that I'm pleased to see old Borkers giving you this opportunity to work with him, Tsu and TheNihilist here in Brooklyn. I'm sure, surrounded by these guys, your own talents will flourish. I wish you the very best for your future here."

Turning to Mattsr he smiled and shook the man's hand. 

"How far have you come in one new life, eh? You really are a testament to what application and drive can do if governed by good thinking. I'm very happy to see you given this opportunity to develop once more, along your already impressive journey. From the conversations we've had I get the feeling you have the right temperament for the role you are stepping into and I hope to see you carrying the official title soon."

After saying hello to TheNihilist and paying his respects to Godfather Chairman Borkers and Godfather Reggie, he spent a moment sparring with -Santos-. The two always enjoyed a scrap and would regularly confuse bystanders by getting into impromptu recreational scraps. Both were old fighters and appreciated the other's understanding. After Santos had acquired a bloody lip and Disorder a possibly broken rib, the two called time and smiled as if nothing had happened. Disorder turned to the confused bystanders and spoke.

"I'm delighted to call so many people in this city my family. My brothers from this life and allies of my father's and his father's, for generations down the line. This city is in the finest hands anyone could hope for and I'm sure these new movements will only enhance it further. You should all be very pleased!"

Turning back to the gathered luminaries of the city, he said his goodbyes.

"Once again, you guys are very important to me. The ones I've known all my life and the ones I hope to get to know. My city and my door will always be open to you all. Good luck to you all."

Gently dabbing the blood from my lip with my wrapped hand I said, "You still got it old man. That jab is still as lethal as ever." Disorder turned, and smiled.

Removing the wrap from my hand, I walked up to Mattsr and Pseudonym, and began to congratulate them both.

"MattSr, My father spoke highly of you ever since I was a child. He always said you stuck by both GodFathers Reggie and Borkers.  He always bragged how a newcomer could make so many friends so fast. Congratulations on running your own district. I hope good fortune follows all you do."

I looked over at TsuDhoNimh's slightly slow and light minded twin brother Pseudonym then smiled.

"Pseudonym it seems like just yesterday you were licking frozen poles in the dead of winter, and pulling girls hair at the park in the summer. Look at you now. All grown up, and out on the town. These men have given you a huge responsibility, and I see you've met the task head on.

Congratulations to both of you!"

Pseudonym, a little late to the party as they say. Finally was able to get the HQ in order, get the furnishings right…installing the fail safe doors and secret hidden tunnels just incase. The Guard dogs, the huge entourages that come with protecting a HQ. It was all falling into place till he looked at his watch! Oh shit! Im late to the meeting! He fixes his tie, throws on his jacket, grabs his shiny lighter, his cigar case and runs down the stairs from his office. Dominick? Dom? He looks around to see if he could spot the HQ Squirrel. Before he hears a voice in the background. "He's still looking for his Nut sir!". Pseudo gives the Professor this look. Ok Fine! Let the Squirrel do his thing. Can I get a ride to Central Park West? The Boss's are expecting me!!! And tell Dom to meet me out there…after he's done seeking his Nut! 

Pseudo, starts to walk out the HQ and past the car garage when his entourage stops only to watch the Don keep walking! Not today boys, we going old school…get on The PwNY Express! Pseudo walks over to the stables out back, gets on his thoroughbred that was given to him by Borkers when he first came to Brooklyn. Who would have thought the gift of a Pony would become The PwNY Express eventually. 

Pseudo gallops his way to Central Park West where the festivities were. As he trots up in front of the park he notices the Entourage of GF Borkers and many men that accompany GF Reggie and the rest of the uppers in NY. As he gets off his horse, dusts himself off. And starts to walk in further, he notices another entourage of cars…cars usually kept for guests from outside the city. 

Pseudonym walks in kisses GF Borkers on the cheek and then kisses his ring. I am humbled by this day GF Borkers. The responsibility that you have bestowed upon me is great, and I hope to fulfill my role as best as I can in Brooklyn along with TheNihilist and good ole Tsu. Next Pseudo gives a hug and a Kiss to GF Disorder. I was fortunate enough to be able to have a conversation with you sir! I am fortunate that you were able to take time out of your busy schedule to be here for this event. With the time Ive spent working under GF Borkers, directly, Ive come to learn much about you sir. And a man like me can learn so much from men like you and GF Borkers. I hope to make the Mob proud from coast to coast. Thank you for being here in support to New York and the alliance that stems from the West to the East. He kisses Disorders ring, followed by GF Reggie's…as GF Reggie gives Psuedo a pat on the back and a smile. He makes his way down the line as he greets and shakes the hands of all the men and women that helped keep the mob alive over the weekend. Until he finally gets to TsuDhoNimh. How you like being the only Tsu in the Castle now?!?! They chuckle and embrace in some Tsu love. 

He finally makes his way down to where Mattsr was standing. What a day sir! Grats on you taking over as the GF for Bronx. From our short time together here in NY, I can only imagine what you will bring to the table as you revitalize the Bronx back to its Mobness. These falling crime rates in the Bronx give us a bad name…ya know! 

As he walks down the line shaking hands, he finally notices some familiar faces. He gives Jamala and Madeline a kiss until he comes up to Santos. He wipes the blood off his lip with his handkerchief. You brother, out of all people should know not to spar with GF's…nothing good can come out of that. He chuckles and gives Santos a hug. So from licking iced poles and chasing girls to running The PwNY Express…approve ole man?!?! They share a cigar as Pseudo meets and greets the rest of the mob in attendance…"Thank You! Thank You! Thank You all for coming out!" 

TheNihilst only had a short moment to stop off at Tsu's speech about the future of New York. He listened intently and clapped in all the right places. He did his best not to make jokes as pseudonym kissed the majority of the people gathered there. He smiled at the important people and winked at the hotties. He was a stud.

"I have to say, it has been a long time since I have been this excited about anything at all. I'm generally pretty occupied with contemplating morality and the absolute pointlessness of life. But I would be lying if I said I was not hopeful for this city. We have a great group here, not just in leadership roles, but all across the board. 

Congratulations are certainly in order for young Pseudonym, he is one of the hardest working lads I've had the pleasure of being around and am sure he will make us all proud.

I am extremely proud to be a part of this great city and can promise you all you will get my absolute 110% effort. 

Here's to the Future."

Niko could remember the war like it was yesterday. Memories of that night still keep him up at night restless unable to sleep. Friends dying on the streets and the sound of gunshots everywhere. But he did remember those that stood with him and other New Yorkers that day Pseudonym, and Mattsr.

He couldn't be more proud of what they've accomplished

"Congratulations to both of you. You've both been great assets to this city and I'm proud to live here with you. Today is a celebration of  your hard work and loyalty to this city. We should all meet up for drinks later on me."