Cletus walks into the crowded street to give the explanation for today's unfortunate deaths in their beloved city of New York.

"I may be known to some of you as bloodthirsty as I do love a good stabbin', however today I take no joy in coming to you all today to speak of the deaths of a former fellow leader here in New York. My coworker Malice and I recently got word of Ullknowthatwasme planning to persuade forces in Las Vegas to remove her as well myself. Obviously that was something we could not just let slide by I don't know about each of  you but I don't my life nor anyone who has entrusted me their life by joining me lightly so in the interest of protecting ourselves as well as each of our members we decided to act and remove Ullknowthatwasme before their plan could come to fruition. With that being said we look forward to moving New York towards a brighter future with the rest of the leaders here.

Jaime walks up to the man trying to cover his bases for no apparent reasons

"This is some horseshit if I've ever heard it. You know you don't have to give a reason for removing someone, so theres not really any point in coming out here to the streets shouting your bullshit. Also, if you're planning on hitting a crew you might want to plug some holes in your ship. I'm speaking more to Malice here, of course. In most cases loose lips sink ships, although not here, I suppose. I want to wish Solum the best in the coming days, we all know she doesn't have long for this world, don't we Cletus? I honestly think these speeches are more of a rite piss off to the sons and daughters of the fallen than a satisfying explanation for the death of a crew. But whatever helps you sleep at night, I won't judge." 

Jaime walks away, spitting on the ground before he leaves, deciding on getting a drink before he catches a bullet

Everyone must remember what Malice's mother did in whatever city it was when it was a contest city (she killed everyone who entered basically)

so it will not be long with that kind of trigger finger control and temperament that she becomes a threat if not already

So Joey your saying that because someone competed in a contest city and won that they have no control and a bad temperament? Should someone in a contest city just coast by and do the bare minimum?

I am not judge to who won or not but I do understand you having to stand up for your boss

Looks like someone is butthurt

You already missed bruv move on 

talking shit gets you hit son

we dont play around on these streets now of course I wish I hit but it shows you if you run your lip what can happen

What can happen? A water gun graces my arm?

Oh wow. I'm so glad JoeyGambino is our protector against "shit talkers"... Exactly how was eclaim talking crap...? What it seems is that eClaim asked you a sarcastic rhetorical question and you got embarrassed so you tried to kill him. That's hilarious. 

Grow up, Joey... So much stupidity. I'm talking shit, by the way. 

VeggiePieWithBacon stood at a small distance and wanted to tip Jaime for his reaction, but couldnt find any money in his pockets.

Sorry Jaime.. but you were simply right. No speech would have been better than this weird story.

what in the world, just why?

ok, I get we all have problems, but do we have to kill people, to get what we want?

So much drama, it isn't even funny anymore, god...

I want to wish Solum the best in the coming days, we all know she doesn't have long for this world, don't we Cletus?

^

to me I read that as threat, I really hope that this isnt true, and we should just keep things like this to ourselves,

I won't say too much, everyone is right in their own way, whether if we think so or not,

look, I don't want to get in the middle of this, but 

WHY CAN'T WE ALL JUST GET ALONG?

Rhia was wandering around the streets when she stumbled upon a group of people that were listening to someone who looked like he had something important to say.

She decided to join the others and listen to that man's words.

The speech was short and when the person finished talking the ones gathered around him started sharing opinions. Meanwhile Rhia could only think about a quote. For some reason it came into her mind while listening to the words of the gentleman in front of her.

'It is better to offer no excuse than a bad one.'

She couldn't remember where she heard that quote but for some reason after hearing the speech it got stuck in her mind.
 

Dutchess was on the east coast, spending the weekend with her friends in Manhattan. After a long and vigorous drinking weekend in the city, she strolled out to Central Park, to clear her head and wonder about in nature. Nature, trees, the chirping birds and the vivid flowers fascinated Dutchess. She took her time walking up and down the long paths in the park, observing things and taking notes when necessary. As she continued her stroll through Central Park, she overheard some thugs talking about a speech being organized right outside the park. She heard something had happened in the Bronx and the speech was to address those issues. As she was walking out of the park smelling the beautiful roses she had picked out. She notices Cletus standing in the middle of the street making a speech. She took a place in the crowd, smelled her roses as she played with the stems; minding the thorns. While listening to the speech, she closes are eyes and says her prayers for the mobsters that fell in the Bronx. Once Cletus finishes his speech. The other mobsters around chime in as Duthcess listens carefully. Once the other mobsters are done speaking, Dutchess takes out her flask, takes a sip and start to speak softly. 

First of all I commend you for coming out here and making this speech sir! Mr. Cletus. It is certainly not something that you have to do. But to put yourself in a position in the public like this, under the circumstances has to be respected. Now I for one am a lowly wise guy. She pauses and takes a breath. And I dont know much about the inner workings of New York or the reasons for the move in the Bronx, outside of the ones you have just stated here. 

​​​​​​​She takes another sip of her flask and continues to speak. However I for one, think this is perhaps not the best way to address this situation. As I said earlier, I am no boss in the streets, I am just a lowly wise guy. But I think from the diaries my ancestors have left me with clippings of war speeches, I think you could have done a much more polished job of presenting the issues you put forward today. I mean no disrespect to you sir. To say that you shot Ulk on the fact that he was speaking with LV? You think its smart to bring up the name of another city that is the epicenter of the mob with a takedown that you just initiated? I think not, but then again what do I know? Everyone has their own style, their own way of putting things forward. I feel this speech could have been more polished, but I do have to respect the fact that you atleast gave us some reasons for the move. Rather than just boarding up the HQ in the Bronx in silence. I wish you and New York the very best sir, as you move forward into the future. 

​​​​​​​Dutchess takes a deep breath after she had finished speaking. Speeches always did make her a little nervous. She closes her eyes and brings the roses up to her nose and takes a whiff of soothing smell. Takes a moment to digest the nature walk she just had, opens her eyes and continues to walk into the concrete jungle. 

Lampshade sits far back, able to hear the commotion  "what the hell is going on?" he takes a hit of the swisher as he sits and thinks out loud to himself    "Is this the end game.. ...."  he puffs the cigar as he waits for...  

Come on NY at least show some backbone instead of being 'lambs to the slaughter'.

You may not be able to take down the big guys but you can piss them off by hitting their crew members.

Grow a pair ffs

You sheep all realize that no one in NY actually shot Ullknowthatwasme, right? None of them had the gun to do so. But, hey, believe what you want. While you're at it, I have some beautiful swampland in the middle of the desert for you, on the cheap.

You do understand that bingo requires at least 4 numbers, right Trump?

Walks away slowly shaking his head in amazement.