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Harry Potter Mafia Game Thread ~ WIZARDS WIN!!!

Started by Sarena, November 25, 2012, 02:07:52 PM

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Once again, guy burst from his office, fuming at his inability to speak without sounding like an entertainer.

"I tire of rhyming, making dirty jokes.
I feel it is time, I enlighten you blokes.

This spell has been fun, it's gone on long enough,
It's about time we got to more serious stuff.

This spell's a distraction, to keep our thoughts far,
From the treacherous plannings, of miss Chelemar!

I say no more games, evil's out of luck!
If you want distractions, I don't give a consideration to your opinion."
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Sarena

#76
Voting Tally:

Chelemar 6
Kythia 4
Kendra 1
Josietta 1
ThatRPGuy 1

Yet to Vote:
Aiden, James Moriarty, Kendra, MCsc, Niferbelle, persephone325, Sasha, SunshineSparkle
I can go from southern belle to ghetto thug faster than you can say "Bless your heart".
Status:  All caught up and loving it!


Starlequin

Starlequin languished 'pon his lilypad,
and dreamd of vocations he once could've had.
Caretaker of the local Quidditch field,
or digging through ancient vault tombs left long sealed.

He could have kept up his earlier struggles
to study the cultures of those strange little muggles,
or worked in his mother and father's stores,
but he hadn't the heart to accept such dull chores.

No, he'd wanted adventure, this bumbling wizard,
as likely to die in a self-conjured blizzard
as fall victim to some nefarious curse
from these Death Eaters; he wondered which would be worse.

At least being murdered by fiends was respectable,
more than the fatally incompetent spectacle
his parents and teachers and friends all expected
(well, they'd never said, but he'd always suspected).

His prior accusal had left him downhearted,
but surely they simply were grieving departed
Moirae, by all means a hard act to follow;
her absence had left the Ministry hollow.

As Starlequin's tongue darted into the air
and snatched down a fly from a dizzying pair,
giving nary a thought to his verse-entwined mind,
a pair of thought rhymes collided, combined.

The first was that Kythia's duck did seem strange,
as many a wizard had mentioned in range.
No familiar he'd ever heard of conversed
on matters from sweets to the recently cursed.

The second notation to enter his brain
was the one that caused Starlequin emotional pain.
It was Chelemar that most others suspected;
did he miss a clue that his betters detected?

Well, he knew it was possible, even likely; indeed,
her innocent guise would only help her succeed
in destroying them all, but he couldn't believe
that by Chelemar they'd all been deceived.

He still felt a haze of initial suspicion
that ThatRPGuy had embarked 'pon dark mission
to strike at their hearts from within and without.
For him, froggy Starlequin kept an eye out.
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.

Sasha



  Sasha sat once again in the corner out of the way ...reading still the book of potions that could be made from various herbs that could change one's mood . She was just wanting to concote a true love potion that would help in finding her one true soul mate. It was the ryhming speech of others that drew her eyes from the pages of the book . She had been pretty sure nothing had happened for the paper had spoke only of a flying car . Moving back to pick it up ...Potions , accident ....and this was the result . She had to giggle , which started her body into a wiggle ....maybe she could ....and would ..

Lifting her head up the hidden one spoke

" I am not sure who finds this a joke ...
       Maybe some of you just took in too much smoke ...
   Not knowing the proper way to toke ..."

Blinking ....as she realized indeed she too wasy ryhming when she spoke out .

With a slight giggle ...

" I not so sure about trusting the duck ....
       Maybe he walked through too much muck ....
   Either way , one should pass the buck ...
        To me Kythia has just ran out of luck . "

Least it sort of made sense , the girl was always up to something and cracking jokes at the wrong time ...if this potion of pure chaos was created by those given honor to the dark side . That public display of changes the letters in Luna's name ...and the girl was innocent . Well then she seemed as good as any to have been behind the whole thing . Maybe somehow she could get her hands on that duck ...what if it laid golden eggs . Doubtful anyways ..as she let out a sigh and returned to her book since she had no idea who had caused them all to speak in rhyme .

     

James Moriarty

White beard, white cloak, white staff -- white oak,
Few would remember, no, none recollect
Mr. Moriarty's encounters during Dark times long past.
It is no accident that wizards seldom spoke
of these events that would leave most feeling circumspect
and others too young, in ignorance held fast.

A tottering man, a doddering fool?  Such it would seem
if one cast an eye only upon the surface --
Age has a way of masking what is True.
But perhaps this old man's eye still has its gleam
and his mind, just maybe, cleverness in surfeits.
If they listened to him, if they gave him his due...

But one's wisdom must be shown, in deed more than word,
And so hopefully they will see, hopefully will rally,
And before they do something terribly absurd,
Vote now to keep Kythia, for she seems unjustly high in her tally.

No, there are just a few who rise in suspicion,
hiding in the shadows like a Dark magician,
I must cast my vote for Chelemar straight away,
And hope that we poor wizards will see the light of day.

Starlequin

A late-night message roused him from his bed,
And after three read-throughs , Starlequin said,
"Perhaps I have been deceived, after all;
I now believe Chelemar is due for a fall."

His opinion changed, but unsure he was heard,
Starlequin considered again the day's word,
For since he was froggy, and green as a gibbet,
The only word left to the poor mage was 'Ribbit!'
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got.

SunshineSparkle

As soon as she was finished with her notes, Sunshine joined the other wizards amassed ... Her headache was worsening as they still tried to fight the malevolence threatening them

No one feels safe anymore around
As evil is biding his will from afar
Those death eaters need to be found
I suspect one of them is you, Chelemar







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Aiden

Aiden turned to stare at Remiel demonstration of prowess
But in the end he proved himself harmless
But he did give the Hlafblood quite a scare
For the spell had nearly hit the man down "there"

"That was far to close for comfort"
"You loud mouth braggart"
"To think the mob of ladies out for your head"
"Since I would not longer be able to take them to bed"

He grinned but no more when accusations began to fly
But he had yet to determine who, what, when and why
After scratching at his head
He took the time to mourn the newly dead

He was still unsure who to vote for
"Kendra" he said, show her the door
I don't know what to think anymore

Josietta



With so many people sure of the young witch Chele's nature true,
The Minister was unsure of just who to blame or what to do.

She was still unsure of Kythia but many could be right
and it would take only one mistake to lose another that night
There were some true to be wiser still and older than she was
For now she may just have to give let it pass and see just who was the cause.

Thoughts crossed her mind on just what Mr B had known or if he was one to trust,
To cast his vote so assuredly, made her seek this alliance as she must.
To survive the night was the goal and find those dark ones who hide in plain sight
The minister would ferret them out, trying hard as she might.

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Chelemar

First a duck and now a frog?
Have all the swampy critters come out of the bog
You'd think that something ducky or toady  so drift,
would be more toward the twisted, wait... not ducky too daft.

Yet their familiars their wizards cast their opinions on me.
My neck hurts, the noose tightens, as their eyes fill with glee.
Maybe it's not set, not quite yet, but I feel it all the same. 
How simple to write in a poor witches name. 

A spinster, it's true...lives with just her cats, some think that she's nutso
fit only for bats.  But, still...she's feelings, she has family, two nephews at Hogwarts, she sends a gallion or two. 

She's efficient, a hard worker, works much overtime.
Not for fame, or for fortune, but ... to fill up her mind.

As the votes came, and still for her they seemed to cast more her lot.
Down she sat, on her seat, face ashed like robes be, feeling suddenly hot.


Sarena

#85
Voting Tally:

Chelemar 7
Kythia 5
Kendra 1
Josietta 1
Kendra 1

Yet to Vote:
Kendra, MCsc, Niferbelle, persephone325


EVENT ENDS!!!  ~  THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING SUCH GOOD SPORTS ABOUT THE RHYMING THING!
I can go from southern belle to ghetto thug faster than you can say "Bless your heart".
Status:  All caught up and loving it!


Niferbelle

"It feels hasty to vote but I know I must.
Chelemar is the one I distrust."

persephone325

With votes stacking high against Chelemar,
Sephie knew her vote for Kythia wouldn't get very far...
This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

Sarena


Voting Tally:

Chelemar 7
Kythia 5
Kendra 1
Josietta 1
Kendra 1

Yet to Vote:
Kendra, MCsc

LAST CALL! ~ I'd like to get things moving around 7ish in the morning. 
I can go from southern belle to ghetto thug faster than you can say "Bless your heart".
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Kendra

Kendra opened her mouth to speak, the injustice of another soul lost weighed heavy upon her. The dark was moving in fast yet again, taking hold of ministry members as it had in the past. When those about her began to speak and mark their words with rhyme, she sighed and wondered what childish prank was this or was it a clever cunning plan by someone dark and sincerely evil.

"No, I can't believe Chelemar would be corrupt.
It isn't her nature ...  If I may be abrupt ...
I fear Kythia has turned your head
and it is her fault that so many now are dead."


Missy

Rhymn!? Lime!? Time!? Crime!?

I must demand to act in Defiance!

said MacLoch as he turned to walk out angry his speech rights had been so violated, then he turned his head to look back at the various witches and wizards.

Also, if anyone's interested, Tonight I'm going to a party at Orions.

Kythia

RedPhoenix

Two votes on kythia out of nowhere out the last minute? Cute. :)

chelemar is the wicked one here. But I'm sure Kendra and mcsc knew that already. ;)
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James Moriarty

Every one of my grey hairs is standing on its wispy end on this one -- RedPhoenix has a very good point, and since the numbers prove that one good guy must have been misled into voting for Kythia, I urge just one person to reconsider.

Kythia

"Mr Waddles claims that it stands at eight votes to Chelemar, seven to me.  However, he not only lacks fingers but also the higher mental functions..."  Quack  "...Shut up, Mr Waddles, it's true.  The higher mental functions necessary to count on them even if he had them.  As such, he may well be mistaken."
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Josietta

"Deferring to your wisdom, Sir Moriarty and as I would break this tie I will change mine to Chelemar and hope for the best."

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James Moriarty

I am an old man, my counting is not what it used to be.  Where's my oatmeal?  Who said that?

Chelemar

Hah!  Red thought to break the tie, the lady who has voted today thee of us already dead.
To the gallows I may go this night, but...better off of one mind that thrice, like Red.

Kythia

"Come on, Mr Waddles, get off his lawn. You know he doesn't like it. If he catches you hell smell of wee for a while then tell you he remembers when all of this was fields."
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Sarena

#98
Voting Tally:

Chelemar 9
Kythia 6
Josietta 1

Voting Closed! ~ Results coming very soon.
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Sarena

Voting Results:

It seemed the wizards were taking no chances this time, as every wand in the room was drawn and pointed at Chelemar.  The die was cast and in the end, nothing remained but a puff of smoke and a lifeless body lying on the floor.  One hand lay across her chest, the other outstretched to the side, the Dark Mark clearly visible on her forearm.  The wizards' aim was true, they have found their first Death Eater.

Night Phase Begins!

Night abilities, you know what to do!
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