899 FABLES- THE GRIMMAFIA GAME - The End. Mod Sucks.

[RayFrost]

I forgot but didn't need a replace.

Why you up in my face?

[Gerhard Krause]

Take a look around,
Scumtells are thin on the ground.

Whose face ought I to be in,
When being in yours does make me grin?

[RayFrost]

The game's not even begun,
Don't be too fast with the fun.

So few with a real post,
do I really intrigue you most?

[Gerhard Krause]

Look mate, I have to rhyme my damn posts,
so now I need lots of practice at most.

[RayFrost]

You rhyming in my direction,
Has forced this due to recollection.

The above is a joke,
meant to pull your yolk.

[Gerhard Krause]

An interesting reference,
to an egg's essence.

I was not aware,
I had a yolk anywhere.

[kpaca]

Gerhard krause, i want to get in your pants later.

[RayFrost]

You have no sack,
in which you hold your pack?

Perhaps I have assumed,
since your profile pic's gender loomed.

[Gerhard Krause]

My gender is my own secret,
for in this game a sex I do not get.

I am strangely inanimate,
though I speak with those I have met.

So long as I must rhyme,
my true identity shall be only mine.

[RayFrost]

You really know how to rhyme.

[Gerhard Krause]

I used to write songs in a band,
and for this game I have been felt a special hand.

For in all my posts I must rhyme,
so this is how I intend to spend my time.

Further, I once wrote a book,
so my grasp of language warrants a second look.

Most of it comes naturally to me,
though if I can so debate, we shall see.

Tell me though my friend,
why has your rhyming met its end?

Has my odd skill driven you to seek a different thrill?

Or in the post that to you the mod sent,
did he leave out the need for lyric without lament?

Am I all alone in this strange inflection,
while you are free to speak without rythmic correction?

[Gerhard Krause]

EBWOP: "delt a special hand."

[RayFrost]

Nah, I never needed to rhyme, sorry to waste your time.

I was doing it for fun to see how long I'd last, but that time is long since past.

It'll be fun to see, if you can indeed debate rhythmically.

[Gerhard Krause]

We shall see my friend,
Though I fear I will meet my end.

Being unable to defend myself normally,
may prove a challenge for me.

So please have some patience,
If I am up to be lynched.

[Jazzmyn]

I have no such restriction
Nor a rhyming type affliction
But I'll add to this fiction
Of your alleged interdiction



Regards,
Jazz

[MonkeyMan576]

Talking at night
is often a fright
The mafia are waiting
for killing and baiting

[Gerhard Krause]

Conversation has gone on long enough,
it is time for the real game to start for us.
While the thread still says confirmation,
I think it is time for the game's initiation.

I'm going to start us off with a random vote,
and I hope you all will join me in the same boat.
I choose to

vote:Monkey

,
for his is the last post I see.

[kpaca]

Everyone who does not have a restriction but is talking in rhyme needs to stop.

[DragonsofSummer]

How long until we start?

[Gerhard Krause]

I already asked,
but no decision was passed.

[RayFrost]

I dunno either.

I think the "send N-0 actions" is a hint.

[Jazzmyn]

What do those orange and white triangles over avatar eyes that some of you have signify?

Regards,
Jazz

[RayFrost]

They are kamina glasses.

[Iecerint]

I suspect he'll open it tomorrow. He doesn't have computer access on weekends, remember.

[Grimmy]

FABLES MAFIA

based upon characters highlighted in the fables storyline MARCH OF THE WOODEN SOLDIERS which I HIGHLY recommenrd checking out.

GAME, PLAY AND CHARACTER HINTS:
* This game has some complicated or non-standard roles. If you are unsure about what you are allowed to do, etc., ASK ME.
* Beware! There are built in game consequences for missed actions.
* Some of you may have abilities related to your role that need to be or are enabled by another player. Your character description may or may not reveal all of the details to you.
* Every single character either has a power/role that can help their side, or has the possibility of gaining one during the course of the game.
* Dead characters will show only affiliation (color) and abilities at time of death. (i.e. If young Billy dies before the wizard tells him the magic word that allows him to become Captain Marvel, he’ll show as Billy, Vanilla Townie, not Captain Marvel, Earth’s Mightiest Mortal, Town Super-Hero.)
* Some of you, make that MANY of you, risk severe consequences if you CC or share information unwisely. You have been warned.
* No one is invincible. No one is perfect. There is no 100% anything.

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THIS IS HOW THE WORLD ENDS!

Yesterday, Mayor PC declared an emergency and put Fabletown and the Farm in “Lockdown”. Rumors abound and everyone is anxious to hear his official statement this morning. PC steps onto a raised platform hastily erected for the occasion and holds pieces of a wooden soldier up to the light of cruel dawn.

“Yesterday morning” he announces in a grim tone, “we discovered that Fabletown has been infiltrated by forces of the Adversary! The Adversary has apparently begun a campaign of war by assassination. We know that he has other agents in place here in Fabletown.” He pauses to dab a single, manly tear of sorrow and anger from his eye with a monogrammed handkerchief, and then empties a sack of manikin-like wooden parts on the platform.

“This wooden soldier” he continues, “was glamoured to look like Hobbes. It was discovered by... well, for obvious reasons I won’t go into that, but we were unable to capture it intact to question it. Until further notice, be alert for behavior that seems different. However well they may be magiced to look like one of us, the Adversary’s soldiers won’t be able to act like one of us for long.”

As the murmurs of fear begin to circulate among the crowd, he raises his voice and confidently states “We are working on various ways to root them out from among us. For the next few days Fabletown and The Farm are in ‘Lockdown’ and a sunset to sunrise curfew is in effect.”

PC takes a moment to look at the sea of frightened faces before him. “It’s going to be a rough few days, my friends. But we have overcome the wiles of the Adversary before, and we WILL get through this!”

For a moment, such is his charisma, the crowd believes him, and cheers... but then, remembering the grave danger they face, they begin to split up into small groups for security, and to ask each other hard questions as they try to discover who they should trust.
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ALL STANDARD "IM TOO LAZY TO CUT AND PASTE THEM FROM ALL THE OTHER GAMES" RULES APPLY.

You all have experience playing mafia games, so I do not feel the need to have an expressed written list of how to play this game and what not to do.

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The town quickly decided to try to cut off the threat from the source, so they

UNANIMOUSLY

decide to lynch the person in charge of this whole thing.

and with a dash of his pen,

Grimmy The Mod - Bill Willingham - Creator and Author of Fables

- has been written out of this story. Things can only get worse from here now that the Deus Ex Machina has been removed from play.

Day 1 has begun.
with 12 alive, its 7 to lynch.
Preliminary deadline axe shall fall on January 22nd, unless something occurs to change this.

Grimmy
speaking from beyond the fourth wall.