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Multiplayer Mafia Game

November 24, 2015 by admin in

Be one of the thousands of people worldwide to join our strong Mafia community. Once you’re in, you’re in!

Hey, you, stoop monkey, you wanna join our crew? You wanna be the Boss? The Don? Well, if you think you have what it takes to be the king of this town then come show your skills with mafia multiplayer on www.americanmafia.org. The online mafia game that gives you control of your own group of thugs and block runners who will work for you and keep you on the top of your street. Do you have what it takes to be the ruler of this nasty town? Then show your muscle!

Compete with other wanna-be bosses with this free mafia game and deal with mafia politics and elections to keep or break your alliances with all those dip sticks that wanna be YOUR boss. American Mafia Game has special features for you digital jockeys who want a real mafia experience. Mafia politics and elections for State Cardinals, State Governors and the Presidency of the USA; where you make the rules and you tell all those little guys what to do because you can.

By playing American Mafia game online, you get the real multiplayer experience and have to deal with other yahoos who think they got you beat. Take control and dominate everyone you see, take what’s yours and give nothing back because you are the Boss, the Don, hell, you’re the freakin’ King of the Streets. With American Mafia game and their free mafia multiplayer, you can live out your dream of being respected, cause we all know you ain’t getting none of that in your life am I right? You bet your ass I’m right! So come and get what’s yours and show all those other nerdy game types that you are the real deal, you are the real Mafia Don, American Mafia game is the place for you to prove me wrong chowder head.

Breaking news!

September 23, 2014 by Reporter in

 

Today we have been over run with reports that National Crime Syndicate Boss The Dubliner has been killed in Wisconsin. Some rumors are it was a drugs smuggling operation gone wrong, while others have said they seen Bane leaving the area around the same time.

 

Local police officer Shaun Regan said that crime scene an abandoned warehouse looked like something out of a movie, there were hundereds on bullet holes throughout the building, there was also 11 other people found dead all suspected to be underworld bodyguards from both sides. He said that the local police and the FBI are all trying to find Bane for questioning he warned if anyone sees him to ring the police straight away and do not approach him as he his armed and dangerous.

 

One thing we know for sure is the streets of Wisconsin have just become much more dangerous, make sure you lock your doors on a night and report anything that seems unusual to the local police.

 

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Ex Corleone Kingpin Returns After been retired for only a short while, the former Corleone Godfather has returned. Angel_Of_Death returned to find The-Dubliner running The Corleone Family, rumor had it that Angel wasn’t happy about this but couldn’t do anything as The-Dubliner had backing from the High Council. But with the recent death of The-Dubliner the word is that Angel has taken back over the reins and now is running The Corleone Family again.

 

Only time will tell what plans Angel has for Corleone and if his partner in crime Real-Corleone will also return or not, Real has recently been seen in New York and Oklahoma but insists that he is retired and is staying that way. Locals are hoping that the return of Angel and The Corleone Family doesn’t mean a return of the violence that they was well known for in there last few weeks. The streets have been much safer since Angel and Real both retired and low ranked mobsters have had a chance work there way through the ranks without problem.

 

Lets all just hope that Corleone is back with good intentions and not just back to create havoc amongst the local mobsters and citizens.

 

 

Death Of A Kingpin

January 30, 2014 by Reporter in

It was a eerie night, when around midnight Machine Gun Kelly was sitting alone in his motel room in Oklahoma, a night like any other. Suddenly MGK hears two black sedans pull up, unusual because he chooses motels without a lot of business, then masked figures exit the vehicles and head for their trunks and pull out some shotguns. 

 

MGK knew this might be his last night and these men weren’t here to keep him company, but to end his life. MGK proceeds to put out the cigarette he was smoking in the ashtray next to the bed, grabs his Tommy Gun and runs in the bathroom leaving the door open, but killing the lights. A couple minutes later his door breaks down and the masked assailants enter the room, one notices the cigarette that was just put out and says to the others “He must be around here somewhere check under the beds and then the bathroom”. MGK heard them check under the beds and when he felt they were all in the room in a general area he stepped from cover an d unloaded from his Tommy Gun, bullets hitting flesh, blood everywhere. When his cartridge was empty there weren’t any masked men alive. MGK took a sigh of relief and started to search the corpses for a note and eventually, he found one. He was in disbelief that the hit had been sent from Bugsy Siegel and even had his personal wax stamp of approval, so it was from him.

 

Johnny Torrio is just waking up and is enjoying a cigar and some coffee when his phone rings, Machine Gun Kelly is on the other line. “Hey what’s up” Johnny said, to which MGKreplied “Hey Johnny do you think I could stay at the Gambino Compound for a little bit?” “Why whats wrong with Moretti?” Torrrio said, confused “Oh well you know nothing much except for the fact that Bugsy Siegel sent assassins to kill me last night, and before you ask it was him, even had his wax seal” MGK remarked knowing what was about to happen. “This is ridiculous, he has been thinking he was untouchable and now has the audacity to pull this and try to kill a capo and friend of Pazzos is unacceptable, lay low at the compound I’ll call you when it is settled.” Johnny then called Bugsy and arranged a meeting in Kentucky to “talk business”, and Bugsy fell for it.

 

So they had a meeting in a KFC, Bugsy wanted a public place, just in case so as they are talking and eating Bugsy says “Hey I’m going to this restroom to take a whiz” “Same here” Torrio tells him. When they head in there Bugsy heads for the urinal, but Johnny stops him “Hey Bugsy” Johnny says, when Bugsy turns around there is a .44 Magnum pointed at him. Frozen with fear Bugsys legs start to rapidly shake and his pants start to turn wet, “Are you peeing your pants?” Torrio asks trying not to laugh at him, then Bugsy drops to his knees and starts to cry while urinating on himself. “Please spare me I’m so sorry” Bugsy wails, now weeping. “Look at you, not so untouchable now, are you prepared to face your mistakes?” Bugsy was just sitting there hysterically crying so Johnny got tired of it, put the magnum to Bugsys head and blew his brains out and walked out saying “I still can’t believe he pissed his pants”

 

 

Johnny is in a Kentucky hotel, about to call Machine Gun Kelly when he gets a call. “ Hello” Johnny says “Why did you kill Bugsy?” Pazzo asks on the other line “ He sent hitmen after MGK” Torrio replies “I’m sorry to hear that but since you killed one of my men I’m bound by honor to kill you” Pazzo said “You don’t have to do this” Johnny replied “Yeah I do, meet me at the abandoned warehouse by Pepperidge Farm” Pazzo calmly said to his friend. “Ok but we will have it fair duel three cartridges each” Johnny said. So at midnight Johnny Torrio shows up at the warehouse, knowing Pazzo would already be there, as soon as Johnny walks in the door bullets are flying at him so he dashes over to cover, Seems like Pazzo used his first cartridge. “Pazzo this is you last chance man don’t do this” Johnny yells. Then Pazzo and Johnny exchange gunfire until they have to reload. Jo hhny is at two left and Pazzo is on his last one. Johnny runs to some more cover shooting at Pazzo while he is returning fire. Johnny reloads his last cartridge knowing Pazzo is out of ammo and walks out into the open. In the last gun fight Pazzo was hit in the stomach. Knowing that if he doesn’t do something he is going to bleed out so Pazzo pulls out a stiletto switchblade that he took from the corpse of the legendary Corleone Godfather GrimReaper, knowing it is the end. In a blaze of glory Pazzo charges at Johnny with all his might as Johnny is unloading his lat cartridge into Pazzo, who is getting riddled with bullets yet still charging until Pazzo reaches Johnny one hand on his shoulder and the other with the blade to Johnny’s neck. Looking eachother in the eyes for the last time, Pazzo falls over before before he can muster the strength to slit Johnnys throat. Johnny stands there, looking at the bullet filled body of Pazzo Sangue and screams in anger at the loss of his close friend and fellow kingpin. When Johnny gets to the nearest phone he calls Machine Gun Kelly “Is it done Johnny Boy” MGK asks “Yeah” Torrio replies “I wonder what Pazzo is going to do” MGK says unaware of the death of his close friend

 

 

“Pazzo is dead, he challenged me to a duel and I killed him, I’m sorry”

Johnny says trying to keep cool…

“Dammit Pazzo why did you have to die for Bugsys mistake you didn’t have to do this… I need time to think I will call you later” Machine Gun Kelly said as he hung up. Johnny was just sitting thinking on what is to become…

 

Observed by Machine Gun Kelly

American Mafia Miniseries Part 10

January 30, 2014 by Reporter in

After the Rizzoni Family settled paying tribute to the Luciano Family and became a glorified crew under the Luciano Family they seemed unstoppable, but rivals from the past and the present are joining together to stop their winning streak.

 

 

In an office building in Detroit the new boss of the remaining members of the Carbone Family was Peter “Machine Gun” Mancini, a ruthless capo who killed his competition to takeover the Family; the other man was Chicago boss Michael Rangano, both were here because both had been screwed by Luciano Family. Mancini was not only the likely successor after Sal Carbone died but was also a close friend of Sal and has hated the Luciano Family since they killed his friend. Rangano was furious at Fabrizio because his Family gave permission to Anthony Molinari to create his own Family in Los Angeles, but the family Molinari was building was with men from Chicago and was sent out to help Tony run LA, which was regarded as Rangano territory.

 

“Don Rangano, the Luciano Family has ruined our families’ reputations and now they think they can push us around! I think its time we show The Commission that we’re more powerful together than we are separate. I say we kill Fabrizio and his allies and we can easily takeover everything.”

 

Rangano was eating (go figure) his lasagna from the night before but he stopped when he heard Mancini’s plan, and for Rangano to stop eating that shows how surprised he was. “I knew you Detroit guys were crazy but that’s insane!” Rangano got up to get a glass of wine, he offered Mancini a glass but Mancini wasn’t a big drinker so he declined. “If I was to join you Peter, Fabrizio is not only out of the country with his Family on a vacation, but he’s always surrounded by guards.”

 

Mancini wasn’t smart but he knew how to fight, “Alright, if we can’t kill him we’ll make him look weak. While he’s out of the country we start weakening his allies.”

 

Don Rangano thought if anyone could make this plan work, a man from Detroit who’s known for his brutal tactics could do it.

 

“What do you need from Chicago?”

 

When Mancini heard that he knew he had gained his first ally. “Detroit is a mess, my Family needs men and money which Chicago has plenty of. If you give me that, I can help you with your problem.”

 

Don Rangano was confused because for years he was the voice of reason on the Commission so he didn’t have any problems.

 

“What problem would that be and how could you help?”

 

Mancini got up and lit a cigarette as he exhaled the smoke he looked like some kind of demon with an evil idea, “I’m gonna take apart Tony Molinari’s Family, but I need to know everything about him.”

 

To be continued…

Al_Zapponi released from prison

November 29, 2013 by Reporter in

It’s been awhile since I have written a news story, but Al’s back baby. You may remember my stories as Jack for their gory mafia nature. Things seem very different from the reign of Zaponni that still to this day is remembered by many and kept alive in Fratesi and now with me coming out of jail. Yes it’s true many saw a man named TheZapponi walking these streets with a heavy machine gun and called the cops. Turned out his name was none other then Al_Zapponi. Al was sent to a max security AM prison where he was serving life but thankfully the judge and Al were able to talk and a deal made.

 

Al’s back on the streets and problems have arrived as if it were a butterfly effect. Most mobsters excited to see DonZapponi, some scared and angry. With anger comes poor judgment and the ripple was Sonny_Zapponi and AM legend Goodfellas being killed and Al nearly himself. Sonny and Goodfellas were found in Goodfellas limo shot to death, the driver also  with a note pinned to his chest warning Al he was next. Thankfully doctors were able to bring the Teflon Killer back to life. As that was happening Royce_Gambino known to most as The-Raven hit Ultimate Kingpin with help from the black market aka marketplace. The marketplace is known for supplying the most successful Mobsters weapons and other items to help their success in this thing of ours. Its suggested you stop down there and pick up some hardware.

 

On other news Angel_Of_Death has taken over as Don of Corleone. Donnie has taken his former family Corleone Inc which was a former family started by Goodfellas and led by me nearly a year later. Royce_Gambino has also stated up a new family known as the Gambino family. Many Gambino families have operated over the years few led by AM legends.

 

Thats the news for the week, this is Al_Zapponi from the American Mafia Times HQ, have a good day, and stay safe AM.

Time for a Vacation

July 17, 2013 by Reporter in

Stan-Smith was last seen boarding a private jet headed to the Bahamas for a month of vacation. As Mickie tried to follow him, the Bahamas closed there borders for a cheap price paid by Stan-Smith… Mickie has been trying to figure out a way to illegally make it onto Bahamian shores, but they all have been unsuccessful… It seems that, for now, Stan is safe on the Bahama-mama Beaches…

 

Meanwhile back in the states, random thugs have been mugging, kidnapping, and trying to murder more well-known mobsters. People like Another-Victim and SuperGirl have tried to murder multiple people and have gotten away with mugging several upstanding mobsters. How long will their sprees continue? I had my own experience with both of these individuals. It was probably the most “hands-on” interview i have ever had.

 

 

After being robbed by Another-Victim, I awoke to an emptier house…  Hoping he was still in Rhode Island, i began to search for him… Just as i located him, a woman by the name of SuperGirl attacked me in a dark alley, the only choice i had was to counterattack her in which case i killed her… Next was Another-Victim… After killing SuperGirl in the dark alley, i was caught by Federal Police and sent to jail…

 

I spent several days in solitary confinement and, after almost being broken, was broken out by some of my good friends… Now i had to go finish business that Another-Victim started… I searched throughout Rhode Island, and hired private detectives… But had no luck, he had escaped Rhode Island while i was in jail…

 

Another-Victim is STILL AT LARGE so please be careful what state you fall asleep in…

 

We will have updates on the American Mafia vs. Stan-Smith war as it progresses.

 

 

This is Gandalf with the news.

Stay Loyal, Stay Safe, but most of all: Stay Classy American Mafia!

 

 

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The Cardinal

May 19, 2013 by Reporter in

-The Alarm rings- “Beep,Beep,Beep”

 

I awake to a empty place, only a bed exists in this room. I get up, right leg first the left follows. I look round me, up down, right, left and then finally down to the floor. My clothes sit alone on the floor, I put each piece on, bit by bit, starting with my shirt. I have each piece of clothing on, I stand and exit the room. I walk to the door of the kitchen, I turn the nob round clockwise and it opens. I come to an empty Kitchen, no crumbs, no mess. I open the fridge, the remainder of a left over Curry remains, on the next shelf there is milk, I proceed to take it out. I open a nearby cupboard to find what I need, Cereal.

 

By this point 15 minutes has passed since I first awoke. The reminder that I have to be at the Graveyard for 11:15 lingers in my mind, it is my priority at the moment. It is 10:30, I know that the Graveyard is 25 minutes away from my home on foot. I grab my coat of the hanger and proceed to lift my keys. I begin to make my way to the Graveyard. I walk, foot by foot, through the streets of a wet and cold Belfast town. It is 1969. The beginning years of what eventually becomes known as the Troubles. I walk down the road towards Milltown, through Andersontown, I hear the voice of a preacher in the Air, Continuously saying “Do you Love, Believe and Cherish God!, Are you a follower of the Commandments?, Are you educated!, Well Visit your local Parish today on how to become a Deacon firstly, then eventually a Priest!” I walk on, the words “Priest and Deacon” begin to linger,” I have no love, I have no job and lastly my friend has just left the world”

 

I think about this continuously throughout the day, my good friend James had died of Natural causes. The days passes, so does the Pints of beer. I find myself at the end of the day drunk, coming into my home, and falling to sleep. I awake the next morning Hungover, the words “Priest and Deacon” Still are present during this time. I decide to do what I do every morning, the exact same thing I did the previous morning. With the exception today I made my way to the Parish. I ask the Priest what does it take to become a Priest, he explains Briefly, I agree with him. I find myself 7 days later, on my way to Rome to begin my journey to become a Priest.

 
4 years would pass before I became a Priest. Another 10 before I became a Bishop, and another 20 before I moved to America to become a Cardinal of California. I find myself back in the State which I had left for Belfast a long time ago. I find myself now In Washington. Writing briefly about my experiences.

 

Written by Links_Redemption

Irish Luck Runs Out

May 19, 2013 by Reporter in

Warning: The following is, once again, a true tale from my life in this game…

It was a dark and stormy night… The occasional flash of lightning and sound of thunder would illuminate and reverberate throughout this dark tiny room. I woke up dizzy and nauseous. The last thing I remembered was strolling through the park. It was light, the birds were singing, and children were screaming and playing on the sidewalk. How did I go from such a setting as that, into this dark and tiny room? I heard a voice talking… He was speaking to another man… I could faintly hear this mysterious man’s voice… The voices grew louder. I tried to escape from the bonds that tied my hands together. I felt the rough scratching of the rope against my wrists. The feeling of blood being released from my veins sent shivers down my spine. I would not die here. The blood helped squeeze my hands through the binds. I was free. Now to find some kind of weapon I could use to help make my escape easier… Not much could be found in the closet I was being held in… Some coats, hangers, and some old shoes… Wait… The hangers? My cousin was in WWII and always told me about how he could make a weapon out of anything. He showed me how he could take a few coat hangers, and twist them together and form a sort of pitchfork mechanism to stab at someone. This was the best choice I had. I look out of the tiny window that faintly illuminated this closet with each lightning flash, looked like I was in a hotel room… Thirteen stories high up, jumping was a suicide attempt…

The voices I heard before faded away… I heard no more movement inside of the room adjacent to my small cell… I felt around the walls for a light switch but all I felt was the feeling of burnt plaster melting from the walls. The carpet was wet… I stuck my middle and index finger to the carpet and held them to my nose… Gasoline… They coated the closet in gasoline. They are planning on burning me alive… Just then I heard the voices again… Creeping up to the door. I moved to hide behind one of the jackets as if to get a jump on my assailant. The door swung open and the light from the room blinded me. I could barely make out whom the men holding me hostage were… It was…

Eight o’clock in the morning. I woke up from a sound sleep. The previous night my boss Nicky Scarfo had declared me a Wise Old Man. He had taken me out for a night at a cat-house and we got raging drunk and somehow managed to drive home and make it alive. I awoke with the worst hangover anyone could imagine… I got out of bed, got dressed, and preceded with my day as I normally would. I drove to downtown Philadelphia to meet with my boss, Nicodemo. He wanted me to come by and talk about business in our empire, The Philly Empire. I was the newly appointed Underboss of the empire along with my good friend JBRevenge. The idea of the Philly Empire was to expand all throughout the United States… We had my family (Located in Orlando, Florida. Secretly was pulling strings in Disney World to make a major profit approximately 25% of the Income for the Empire.), JBRevenge’s family (Located in Chicago, he had a grip on the industrial and manufacturing businesses. Brought in roughly 30% of the income to the Empire), and Charlie “Lucky” Luciano’s family (Located in Las Vegas, controlled the Casinos and Hotels. Generated approximately 45% of the Total Income for the empire.) The Philly Empire was thriving alongside our longstanding allies the Corleone Empire headed up by GrimReaper who worked alongside Nicodemo while Grim was in the Philly Empire. The two were great friends and only death could separate them.

After the meeting with Nicky and the other Family leaders I took my private jet back to Florida to see my mother. I haven’t visited her in a while and I knew she missed me. I arrived there around 1 pm. She fixed me a late lunch and we talked for a while. She said she wasn’t feeling well. She thought it was old age… Silence fell in the house… The sound of sirens in downtown Orlando could be heard. The occasional popping and booming sounds of Fireworks set off from Disney startled and shook my mother and her windows in every room… I told her we should take her to my sisters. She would be okay there. She refused, said she will be okay. Reluctantly I left and needed to go to my next meeting.

I travelled across Orlando to my headquarters: an empty mansion only being used for matters of the Family. I had a meeting with my soldiers, underboss, and Capos. It was here that I broke the news to everyone that my Underboss, Joey Merlino would be opening his own empire: The Camorra Crime Organization. He promised he would remain loyal and would be by my side for any situation. These Empires, following the opening of the 3rd, showed great promise; the life of American Mafia seemed glowing and riddled with bright futures in every citizen’s destiny. Joey would set up his family in New York. And so it was, the Philly Empire’s dream of having families set up across the United States was coming true. We had families in four of the nine major states as well as a strong holding in Pennsylvania.

It was 6 pm by the time I escaped from the popping of champagne and clacking of half filled glasses to another as if the glasses were dancing partners at a high school homecoming… I went to the Orlando Central Park and took a stroll. The sun would be setting in about a half an hour… I thought I would watch it as it went down. However I had this sense as though something was following me… Something… Or someone… Was mimicking my every move. I looked over my shoulder but never saw a thing. I continued with my peaceful stroll… I was strolling through the park. It was light, the birds were singing, and children were screaming and playing on the sidewalk. Using chalk and drawing hangman games… I even saw a group of teenagers pretending to be Made men in the mafia shooting at each other with makeshift guns made out of interlocked hands and twin index fingers pointing at the target aiming down the bridges of their thumbs… They would yell, “Bang! Bang!” as one by one a kid would fall to the ground and groped their torso’s for some imaginary bullet wound that seemed to be bleeding profusely and would not stop until the child was dead on the ground.

I walked down to the pond to get away from the madness that enthralled only the eyes of the wicked, heartless man that I was not… I sat by the pond and watched as the sun **** slowly below the trees. Then I heard a voice say, “Don Dubliner… My boss sends his regards…” Before I could turn around a hand was on my back with the other hand reaching around my neck and applying a generous dose of Chloroform to my mouth through a doused rag… I was out cold…

 

I snapped back to reality. The door was swung open, and as my eyes adjusted to the figures standing before me the silhouettes of their bodies faded away and I could see whom it was. Joey Merlino: my former Underboss. He had one of his henchmen abduct me and was now going to kill me off. I leaped at him with the coat hangers I had made into a pitchfork and he jumped to the side unharmed at the reckless attack I had just made. I fell into the room and took a second to get my bearings. I ran towards the door only to be cut off by a man named Chapo Guzman, also known as BWR. I jumped onto the bed and turned to look into my assailants’ faces… Chapo, a rugged Hispanic with much experience under his belt, not known for being associated with the Mafia, but he was a lowly civilian… Yet he could plan things better than anyone I knew. He must have been planning to rise to the top of the food chain and I was his first example to be made. I panned over to Joey… A tough, young, Italian who could intimidate any sized man. They both were staring at me with ready arms, waiting to see what my next move would be… I ran and jumped at Chapo. He thrust his arms out towards my airborne body and knocked me over his head and into the screen of the television. My back was aching… I got up and limped towards the doorway… The hand Joey grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. He through a wild haymaker to my left eye and connected. I spun around due to the impact and fell to the floor. I was dazed and couldn’t move for what seemed like an eternity. My eyesight was blurry and I could just make out the two figures standing over me. I started to focus back into reality, and began kicking wildly at the two men. I connected with Joey in the gut, and caught Chapo In the chin as he was reaching for my legs. I scrambled to my feet and ran to the doorway.

Outside of the room I looked both ways to find an elevator. I ran down the hallway as quickly as a man running from demons straight out of hell… I clicked for the elevator, it was four floors above me, but it was slowly on its way. I turned and looked back down the hallway. No one appeared from the room… I looked back towards the elevator: one floor away. One last glance behind my back: I saw Chapo and Joey emerge from the room. Chapo screamed, “Get the man! We can’t let him get away!” Joey was sprinting towards me. I turned as I heard the sound of the elevator doors open up; I took one step in then froze… I was paralyzed… I couldn’t take a step into the elevator… I felt all strength leave my body… I fell to my knees… Half of my body was in the elevator, half remained in the hallway… Seeing their prisoner escaping, Joey pulled his pistol and shot me in the back… I could feel the puddle of blood form around my motionless body… Light faded away… Darkness crept in… It was my new home, the darkness, I would become one with it… The police found my body being constricted over and over again by the elevator doors attempting to close to continue its daily activities…

Joey_Merlino destroyed my best account that day, in a plot controlled by B_W_R to get revenge for being killed… Joey was his puppet, and I have never forgotten his actions towards myself. Not even when he came back as  –Dominic_Degrazzio-…

RIP     The-Dubliner

Zapponi Massacre Part 1

April 25, 2013 by Reporter in

Hello this is runnwr reporting the recent weeks crime. First up Zapponi crime empire went on a brutal killing spree trying to command and conquer Americas Underworld. The first murder was a good man named Insane who was killed in a bar in California, witness say they heard many gunshots and then walked into the bar to find insane with 50 bullets in the brain. Another Corleone who was also in California was killed named Infamousmurder he was found in a stolen truck on the side of a busy street his head was gone no were to be found.

 

A Corleone Don Really was found at a known Zapponi hangout he was tortured than shot to death with a bullet in the heart. Three Corleone Dons were driving back home when a Zapponi hitman shot them many times the car was found flipped over Everyone in the car was dead AvengerOfEvil and his 2 bodyguards also Dubliner and his 3 bodyguards, Mr_Al_Capone was found in the trunk of their car. Soon after that Junior_Capozzi and a federal boss Nicodemo_Scarfo was found dead with 20 bullets in there body. Later that night three more higher ups were killed two Corleone members and one Zapponi member was found dead.

 

_Punisher was found with cut marks all over his body and a bullet between his eyes at a know Corleone hangout Oklahoma. Scarface9407 was found in his home sitting in front of his T.V with his throat sliced and mouth taped up. Redurm_ was found at Al_Zapponi house with 25 bullets in his chest. Rumor has it a group of Corleones were looking for Al_Zapponi but found his roommate Redurm_ instead. The next day Shermond_Zapponi and his wife Miss_Styles was found dead in there home.There neighbors said Shermond_Zapponi and his father Al_Zapponi got into a heated argument and things got outta hand. Miss_Styles was found laying on the floor with a bullet in her head. Shermond_Zapponi was found tied up to a chair tortured with 4 bullets in his chest in front of his wife. To be continued….

 

Where Does It End

September 16, 2012 by Reporter in

Recent deaths have been reported about American Mafia members. Three Godfathers, two Capo di tutti capi’s, and something we haven’t seen in a while, two Wise Old Men dead. It is known that Mr Vegas was responsible for the deaths and killed with no warning. Mafia members also found out that Mr Vegas was Jack Dragna’s dupe and there for Jack was shot and killed.

 

After Mr Vegas had killed all these people, and was killed himself, leading to Jack and Goodfellas death. Goodfellas was killed by the big boss Michael Corleone because Goodfellas vouched for Jack Dragna with his life. Michael said he had made the hardest decision he has ever mad on AM after killing Goodfellas. This is shocking, but Fellas has decided to come back to AM with no grudges against Michael.

 

After this tragic killing spree Mr Rizzuto, Nicole, Goodfellas, Jack Dragna, Mr Vegas, Beck, and Jersey King lost their lives. Most members came from the Philadelphia Crime Empire, all dons, all great soldiers, and it’s a shame for them to go out like this. There is nothing to do now but move on now and get revenge for those who have fallen. The only conclusion for this is that there probably won’t be another killing spree for a while. Thanks guys! Stay safe and have fun.

 

Reporter at large – Daniel_Oreilly

Sonny Black – Bloody night

December 19, 2011 by Reporter in

The Underboss and a Crew Member in one night!

Sonny Black, the Don of the Corleone House Painters had a shootout in a bar, in his hometown of Michigan. Sonny was having a drink in the bar, when a member of his family walked in and pointed a gun to his head, Sonny reacted quickly and hit the gun out of the assassins hand and grabbed onto the nearest object, which happened to be a bottle of whiskey and started bashing his head in. When Sonny finished hitting him, he noticed it was a crew member of his family, Frank Gotti. Sonny then pulled out his gun and shot Gotti to death. Meanwhile, Paulie Verro, his Underboss was outside in a car waiting for Frank, after the gunshots, Paulie ran inside to see if Frank killed him, but then saw Sonny with a gun in his hand, before Paulie could get his gun out Sonny had aimed his gun at him and then shot him six times, once in each eye, once to his head, and then three times in the torso.

After that, Sonny went to Nevada and found Paulie’s son, Tony Verro. Sonny killed Tony and then went into hiding, the FBI agents found him a week later in a motel. Sonny is now on Death Row, but many think he will be busted out.

Ahh, the good ole times in the American Mafia.

A Job to Die For

December 16, 2011 by Reporter in

Over the years, American citizens have witnessed the worst assassinations in the country’s history. From former President Kill_Me being killed in April, 2008 to Governor New_Kid_In_Town being killed in the month of March in 2010. People who tend to go for these high positions are called risk takers who wish for that hot spotlight in return for a hot bullet in their head after gaining that desired position.

 

Looking back at March 20, 2010. The killing of Gov. New_Guy_In_Town shook everyone’s world to the core. A former school teach, Jessica Smith, was quoted saying “If the Governor isn’t safe, who is these days?”.  In the same month, FBI Director Trevor17 was shot 7 times with an AK47. But the most brutal slaying of a political official was in May 2011 to Governor Cow_Girl in Nevada. She was shot right after she won the election and was sworn into office.

 

So who has the balls to risk their lives in next upcoming election? Is it worth your life to have your name recognized faster on your tomb stone as a political figure or to be known for awhile as a respected Mobster?

Submitted by Frank_Pentangeli.

Who is is Frank_Pentangeli? He explains:
“I was born in Partinico, a small town outside of Palermo, Sicily. I then immigrated to New York, United States where I became good friends with Bocephes1971. Shortly after, I was initiated into the Corleone Family. After being initiated into the family, I was placed as a Capo in both Bocephes1971 and then Joe_D_Foster’s families.

Soon I was given the privileged by GoodFellas_ of holding the position as a Capo in Murder Inc.

Shortly after ranking in the Corleone Family, I was given the position as Consigliere for Joe_D_Foster’s operations for the Corleone family, Badfellas di Corleone.”