"It's Ziggy! It's Ziggy! We know it is him!"
The GCDers chanted as they closed in
On his house. One person approached, and knocked
Three times, then stepped back somewhat shocked
As the door swung inward, revealing inside
A creepy black darkness, then somebody sighed.
"Come on guys, let's go drag him off to jail."
And so they approached, at the pace of a snail
When they suddenly stopped, their blood running cold
For what did their wondering eyes now behold
But the sight of a rifle, poised and aimed
At the head of the GCDer that was named
Ismaru Windsoul. And four glowing eyes
Shone out from the darkness, to their great suprise.
"Oh no! It's the Sniper! Quick! Run for your lives!"
But the Sniper stepped out, and calmly replied,
"You'll be killed first, for it was you
That lead to my demise, Ismaru."
He fired and killed him right on the spot,
And the GCDers took off at the shot.
"What fun! Moving targets for me!"
And he fired at the GCDers with glee.
One by one, they dropped to the ground
Writhing in pain, while he stood around
And continued to fire, 'till they were all dead
Each of them sporting a hole in their head.
He stood in the center, splattered in red
And laughed a while, and then he said
"Now they're all gone, but I've more to nail!"
So he headed towards the local town jail.
He peeked through the bars, then loaded his gun,
And aimed it and shot them; Every last one.
He left dear Duke, though, for he had done nothing
Except make their lives miserable with his lethal hugging.
Massacre over, he bid them adeiu
Realizing now he had nothing to do
He found that he'd put himself in a jam
So he loaded the gun, aimed at his head--
:: BLAM! ::
The game is over. I will be accepting new players starting at 8 EST on Friday.
