The Realm of Spades mafia game thread

Lol @ drunk mod ^^

I think we are waiting on the Mafia to do something correct?

@Ultra, of course, I have ignored your messages. You seem so trustworthy This is what you sent me: [b][user]UltrasPlot[/user] said:[/b] [size=12px]07 Aug 2017, 09:30[/size] are you perchance the 8, 9, or 10 of spades? [hr] [b][user]UltrasPlot[/user] said:[/b] [size=12px]08 Aug 2017, 21:50[/size] I have word that Madagascarter has your role PM. Since he's flipped mafia, would you mind sharing it with me as well? Nothing to lose. [hr] Here, I re-wrote rapper's delight, just for you: I said a flip flop Flippie to the flippie The flip, flip a flop, and you don't stop, a rock it out Bubba to the bang bang boogie, boogie to the boogie To the rhythm of the boogie the beat Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet See, I am Ultra Mike, and I'd like to say hello To the two, to the three, the four and the five The six and seven, but first, I gotta Bang bang, the dough-boy to the boogie Say up jump the vigilante to the bang bang dough-boy Let's rock, you don't stop Rock the wrong guy that'll make your village drop Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along And the next on the mic is my man Mada C'mon, Mada, sing that song, check it out Well, I'm Doc the Six, the ladies' Ace The women fight for my delight But I'm the grandmaster with the three Mafi's That shock the house for the young ladies And when you come inside, into the front You do the Kill, Save, and do the info dump And when the sucker Vanilla G's try to prove a point We're Treacherous Trio, we're the serious joint A from sun to sun and day to day I sit down and write a brand new rhyme Because they say that miracles never cease I've created a devastating masterpiece I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist Everybody, I say it goes like this Well, I was coming home late one dark afternoon A villager stopped me for an interview She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables That I'm vanilla on the mic and the turntable This young villager I did adore So I rocked some vicious rhymes like I never did before She said, "damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you The Power Role legend must have been true" I said, "by the way, baby, what's your name?" Said, "I go by name of vanilla plain" "And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can Just let me quit my boyfriend called Inspectorman" I said, "he's a fairy, I do suppose Flyin' through the air in pantyhose He may be very sexy, or even cute But he looks like a sucker in a face spade suit" I said, "you need a man man who's got finesse And his whole name across his chest He may be able to fly all through the night But can he kill a villy in the middle of the night? He can't satisfy you with his little role But I can bust you out with a bullet hole!" I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it An' I'm here an' I'm there, I'm Big Bad Mada, I'm everywhere Just throw your hands up in the air And tell me who you are like you just don't care Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a tick tock, y'all, you don't stop! Go ho-tel, mo-tel, whatcha gonna do today? (say what?) I'm gonna get a high card, gonna get a power role, drive off in a deck of spades Everybody go, "ho-tel, mo-tel, Vanillager Inn" You say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend I say skip, dive, what can I say? I can't fit 'em all inside my deck of spades So I just take half, and bust 'em out I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house... Stay tuned and find out who Master G could be...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7CYJ73pVpVc

Nice!

Doughboy you want the mafia to do something correct?

Lol ely that's brilliant :thumbs:

delight part deux I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G and I'm the Mafi I said I am a Master at this game Of the man they call the Master Gee Well, my name is known all over the world By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls I'm goin' down in history As the baddest killer there ever could be Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows The beat starts gettin' into your toes You start poppin' your fingers and stompin' your feet And movin' your body while while you're sitting in your seat And then damn! Ya start doin' the freak, I said Damn! Right outta your seat Then you throw your hands high in the air Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere Ya rockin' to the beat without a care With the sureshot Vigi for the affair Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang But I rap to the beat just the same I got a little face, and a pair of black spades All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize Singin' dough-boy is gone on'n'on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' use your shot wrong on'n'on Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got I guess by now you can take a hunch And find that I am the trikster of the bunch But that's okay, I still keep in stride 'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your behind Singin' I'll stear you wrong on'n'on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' another village gone on'n'on Rock rock, y'all, throw it on the floor I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gona freak you there I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere 'Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll shock your mind I'll put TNT in your behind. I said One, two, three, four village gone, girls, get on the floor A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme whatcha got 'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Ultra Mike What are you waiting for? I said a flip flop The flippie to the flippie The flip flip a flop, and you don't stop, a rock it To the bang bang boogie, say up kill the dough-boy To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat A skiddleebebop, we rock, scooby doo And guess what, Ultra, we tricked you 'Cause you rocked and a rolled with so much soul You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast But we like hot butter on our Mafi breakfast toast Rock it up, Baby Bubba! Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie To the beat, beat, it's unique Come on everybody and dance to the beat! Have you ever went over a friends house to play And the cards just ain't no good? I mean the inspector's playin' sloppy, the doc has been shushed And the Sheriff just blew his wood So you try to play it off like you think you can By saying that you're confused And then your friend says, "mama, he's just being polite He ain't finished, uh-uh, he got used!" So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie And you say that you already shot And your friend says "man, there's plenty of kills" So you give some more info you got While the tricky game's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin' Of the moment that it's time to leave And then you look at your PM's and your logic's slowly rottin' Into something that looks like cheese Oh so you say "that's it, I gotta leave this place I don't care what these people think I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous With this ugly card and that stinks" So you bust out the door while it's still closed Still sick from the advice I gave And then you run to the store for quick relief From a bottle of Kaopectate And then you call your friend two weeks later To see how he has been And he says, "I understand about bad advice Baby Bubba, but we're still friends" With a flip flop the flippie to the flippie The flip flip a flop, a you don't stop the rockin' To the bang bang boogie Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the Mafi the beat

yep hes mafia bois

You need to read better between the lines, Ultra. I said the one who tricked you into killing dough-boy is mafia. I have reason to believe you are killing the wrong person with your one shot. If you really are the vigilanti, that is.

Well, I gotta go out for a bit. Be back later to see if Ultra really is the Sheriff, if he killed the wrong person to prove that he is vanilla with a wasted bullet and most importantly, who the mafia kills tonight! All of those things should tell us a lot.

[quote=elysium5]You need to read better between the lines, Ultra. I said the one who tricked you into killing dough-boy is mafia. I have reason to believe you are killing the wrong person with your one shot. If you really are the vigilanti, that is.[/quote] Ely, so you're saying I'm mafia? Because no one is [i]tricking[/i] me into killing dough. In fact I would be quite surprised if anyone on their first or second game could pull that at all. Bet you wish someone else was the vig so you could trick them?

No, I'm saying I am nearly certain you are who you say you are, the sheriff. You just got tricked into killing dough. I believe dough is village and you are wasting a shot just to prove to the rest of us that you are village.

Only problem with that is I'm relatively certain I'm the one that wants dough dead. Are you saying I'm being hypnotized? And if you're nearly certain why are you one of four villager claims that has yet to give me a number?

I wasn't certain at first. But even though I am now, I'm still not giving you my number, not because I don't trust you but because I don't trust who you might be sharing information with. I have only been in private communication with one player I trust and I haven't even given that player information, nor have I asked for any in return. My advice has been to trust no one until the inspector inspects you and then start a core of 2 you can build from. Unfortunately, they haven't been inspected yet but I hope they do soon because there appear to be too many sub groups and I'm am sure the mafia has infiltrated one of those 'trusted' groups.