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Oh for god's sake, the bathos is killing me.
unvote, vote Lord of Lent
Whichever of you is mafia can send the check by FedEx, please.
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unvote; vote: robbiecon
vote: Beefy
Middle-eastern cultists hate Mafia, remember? They stole the concept of vendetta from us...
Balloons are opium for the Orgah's
Round Over Write Up to come.
Beefy: Ironhead Secura, Lord of the Lent
Lord of Lent, Autolycus Romanic, Renata
ATPG Johnhughtom,
Yaropolk Chimpyang
Renata Skooma
Ironhead Beefy
robbiecon Winston Hughes
Nero strides forward to the centre of the Senate. He looks at the votes in his hand leans over to the man keeping tally and says to him.
"My dear fellow you have made an error someone got more votes in reality then you have desribed here whilst it made no difference this time do please try to keep them accurate." There has being a draw in proceedings so we must all wait whilst I confer with my closest advisors as to what we need to do in this event. Forgive me for taking up your time. With this Nero strides out of the Senate leaving the two men at the centre of this mess hanging on a knife edge. Their fate is to be decided by some as of now an unknown figure.
Night 1 Begins.
Whilst I wait for someone to decide the fates of Beefy and Lord of Lent. You may all send in your orders. If you wish to do something to one of the people in the draw include a secound name incase they are the one chosen to die.
Imperator,
I am and have always been a good Roman. I do have my vices, but disloyalty isn't one of them. Please allow me to remain a servant of your wonderful empire that is rightfully yours. Members of the senate, this man, Beefy, is a traitor and does not deserve to live another day.
With these words, I shall pray to our merciful gods and await their judgment, especially yours, imperator romanorum.
Balloons are opium for the Orgah's
Fate is in our hands?
Scary!
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Make sure you wash your hands properly after killing me...
Balloons are opium for the Orgah's
BE VERY AFARID!!
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Imperator
I haven't always been a good Roman. Instead of serving the community like Lord of Lent over here, I spent my time writing love stories. Oh good Nero, I don't plan to be a good senator. But if your after erotic love romance then you'll need me alive. Oh senators of Rome and gracious Nero. Getting rid of me would be a great day for Rome. You'll lose one annoying senator who tries to set him self on fire and replace him with yet another dull soldier boy. But remember, your days won't be colourful as it used to be!
With these words, I shall pray to our merciful gods and await their judgment, especially yours, imperator romanorum![]()
Lord of Lent. I have no hard feelings. Lets await their judgment holding hands![]()
Nero listens to what both men have to say he retreats to his inner council. Many hours pass and the men begin to be fearful of their fate. Nero is not known for his clemency but perhaps this time will be different. Nero stands before the Senate and recites yet another bad poem.
Death!
Plop.
The barges down in the river flop.
Flop, plop.
Above, beneath.
From the slimy branches the grey drips drop,
As they scraggle black on the thin grey sky,
Where the black cloud rack-hackles drizzle and fly
To the oozy waters, that lounge and flop
On the black scrag piles, where the loose cords plop,
As the raw wind whines in the thin tree-top.
Plop, plop.
And scudding by
The boatmen call out hoy! and hey!
All is running water and sky,
And my head shrieks -- "Stop,"
And my heart shrieks -- "Die."
* * * * *
My thought is running out of my head;
My love is running out of my heart,
My soul runs after, and leaves me as dead,
For my life runs after to catch them -- and fled
They all are every one! -- and I stand, and start,
At the water that oozes up, plop and plop,
On the barges that flop
And dizzy me dead.
I might reel and drop.
Plop.
Dead.
And the shrill wind whines in the thin tree-top
Flop, plop.
* * * * *
A curse on him.
Ugh! yet I knew -- I knew --
If a woman is false can a friend be true?
It was only a lie from beginning to end --
My Devil -- My "Friend"
I had trusted the whole of my living to!
Ugh; and I knew!
Ugh!
So what do I care,
And my head is empty as air --
I can do,
I can dare,
(Plop, plop
The barges flop
Drip drop.)
I can dare! I can dare!
And let myself all run away with my head
And stop.
Drop.
Dead.
Plop, flop.
Plop.
He looks at the Senate daring them to say something about the poem. The Senate breaks out into a huge applause. Some senators claim it to be the finest poem he has ever written. Nero looks happy at the response and then looks at the two men who were chosen to die.
I feel happy today both of you shall live. Go forth Senate and find the vile men who wish your living God dead.
Still Alive 16/16
JohnHughthom
Tiberius of the Drake
Askthepizzaguy
Secura
robbiecon
Renata
autolycus
Yaropolk
Winston Hughes
Romanic
KingWarmen88
Ironhead
Beefy187
Scumma Addict
Lord of Lent
Chimpyang
As night struck the city of Rome the pro-consul Vitellius (Skumma Addict) is walking the streets of Rome. He is happy as the ruler of Africa he has many legions at his beck and call. In the eventuality that a civil war does break out he will be well placed to make something of himself. However that is not to be for as he walks the streets some figures begin to stalk him. They follow him from Pompey's Theatre to the forum through the deserted streets of the Esquiline Hill. As he ducks down an alleyway, he spots the figures following him and draws his sword. He stares down these people none of whom have had the power that he has had. He yells at them. "This is not what was supposed to happen I should have being somebody. My name should have lived down the ages in the great books of men. Men should have heard my name and feared my power. It was not my time." With these final words the assassins strike him down leaving his body in the streets of Rome for the common folk to find
Vitellius (Skumma Addict) is dead
Begin Day 2
Vote: Winston Hughes
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My apologies to the host but if someone is eager to do so, I would like to get replaced due to the recent earth quake in Japan.
With energy shortage and recovery effort I don't think I can be as active as I would like.
If there is no one I'm willing to continue playing.
Though I feel terrible as I seem to be one of the suspect..
I've had a change of heart. Winston Hughes is both Winsty and Hughesome enough for me.
However, I have a bone to pick with Autolycus. Your behavior seems too cautious for my taste.
unvote, vote: Autolycus
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Too cautious, Pizzaguy? I admit that interrogating the Christians is not a revolutionary concept, but they are the underclass, and therefore have the most motivation for rebellion. Vote: Lord of Lent. He still hasn't given me reason to trust him.
My game on Civfanatics could use a few more!: MNOTW XVII: The Cursed Blade!
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