Rhyme Mafia II: Electric Boogaloo

That evil CCRunner
Accuses me of planning the clue
Yet as I was thinking today,
Out of the blue
I clicked on Forum Games.
And the threads I looked through
And behold, I saw a thread
That related to the clue.
And when I opened it, I saw that CCRunner
Then I saw that his post was fairly new
I thought, "a mafia", and posted here
And I swear that this is true.
 
Reading through the lines and between
In good conscience I must accuse Bigfoot3814
To lynch two mafia in one round would be fun
I entreat you all to join me in voting for sirtommygun
 
The number one clue
Though most likely true
But the wife, the rat.
I can't find a link to cast my vote at

Things might seem shite
But friends lets unite.
And swear this here plight
The clues we'll work out before night

For the second of clues
CCRunner I accuse
The pythons, the fart
The killer this time we'll outsmart

Yes it is true
The clues leads to you
Your rhymes have been swell
But the time has come for farewell
 
To pile on CCRunner is truly lame
A mafia referencing such a recent clue
How are you all falling for this obvious frame
If you hang him you all are fools
 
Why Bigfoot? Why sirtommygun?
Do you think the game will be won?
What clues have you? Did you discover something true?
 
{Nah, I have a system for ties. The person who has received the most votes in previous rounds dies; if both players in the tie have received the same number of votes, then the player who has placed the least number of votes (i.e. the least active player in the tie) dies; if they still can't be separated, I flip a coin.

Example: if no-one else except Chairman Meow had voted today, and so only one vote had been placed (i.e. the one vote on Chairman Meow) then both the Chairman and one of CCRunner and Snerk (coin flip) would have died.

Aaaaand... back to the rhyming.}
 
CCRunner liked to run about,
But, one day, his luck ran out.
Clubbed to death by girlies with golden curls,
He was in fact beaten by several girls.

Chairman Meow was in bad health,
And got into an argument with himself.
He got into a box made of solid lead,
A cat might survive, but the Chairman was dead.

Also, Swedishguy was killed.

None of them were mafia.

It is NIGHT!
Mafia, send me your kills.
Sunrise is at 19.00 GMT Wednesday.

Final Vote Tally - Day 2
CCRunner: 4
Chairman Meow: 4

Empiremaker: 2
Bigfoot3814: 1
sirtommygunn: 1
 
My death rings out from above
My story is stopped premature
My role was that of a dove
None to their deaths, did I lure
Through it all, I have been pure
My heart was thought to be coal
Though you’ll catch the crooks I’m sure
The mafia nears their goal
To outwards and freely stroll
Rather than hide from day’s light
In some god-forsaken hole
From the path, thou shouldn’t stray
For should the crime lords prevail
My poor young heart may just fail!

The writing of my first Spenserian Sonnet
Makes me happy like… honey in a bonnet? :confused:

I hope you all feel bad now
 
A ghost rises from the grave
And begins to quickly rave
"Ahh my good friend CCRunner
In appers you met the silent gunner
Perhaps you should have though a sec
Before joining Sneerk to peck
Me to death.

Now you feel my pain
Joining me in the land of rain
Object of an obvious frame
After being the one to maim
Another target of clue's so lame
And look what we have became
Silent(mostly) empty ghosts."
 
Two more innocents killed today,
So now's the time to refine your play.
They killed two; you must get at least one
Because otherwise, their job is done!

Snerk, a jerk.
His demise, a surprise:
A walk in the forest,
To visit his florist,
He was found dead,
His body all red,
A pack on his back.

Choxorn was listening
To someone speaking
On the air
About an affair
And he said
That Choxorn should be dead
Because Choxorn was involved with a married dame
And so he died of shame.

It is sunrise!
Decide who dies!
You must vote twice,
and please, play nice!
Sundown will be
Friday 19.00 GMT!
 
[ghost] Gah! Who is this wife? Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo? [/ghost]
 
choxorn's murderer has me framed!
It wasn't me I swear it, on my own good name.

Empiremaker is the man I insist!
Him and D'Artagnan have their own little list...
 
When all of this is said and done
upon the gallows shall hand sirtommygun
In all the games that he is silent
In the shadows he lurks, violent
 
It's D'Art, I thought,
For hang he ought!

Tasslehoff's body,
Now without soul.
Killed by a fart
Which pushed him to a hole.
Pythons hissed,
(they were pissed),
With venom he was kissed.

From Monty Python and the Holy Grail,
"I fart in your general direction" was part of the tale.
Who farts? The French.
(They have quite the stench.)
So j'accuse D'Art.
Oh, that's smart.
 
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