View Full Version : Round 2 {A}: BusterHymen vs Imperium (Imperium gets bye)


Kronologik
03-08-2006, 01:19 PM
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Topic: You are taken hostage by a psychopath murderer. He ties you and your family up seperately. Your options are for him to either murder your wife, your son or your daughter. If you choose 1, he will release the rest of you. If not, he kills you all. Who do you choose?


Check In By: Friday 10th March
Verses Due: Monday 13th March

Imperium
03-08-2006, 02:39 PM
basted...checks, do we not get a longer deadline?

Vokals
03-08-2006, 11:23 PM
if bus CANT do this lemmie know

Kronologik
03-09-2006, 09:33 AM
Deadline extended til Monday 11.59pm EST

Imperium
03-09-2006, 09:19 PM
I'm not sure if i would have had time to write this up so i started and finished early, g'luck whoever my opponent turns out to be...


Eating roast turkey with my son's, daughter and spouse/
Who knew the room was to become a slaughtering house?/
Michel and Andrew on my left, Jane and Kate to the right/
Moth flutter's straight to the light, an omen of the fate of tonight/
Tension at the table, the oppressive air's thick and dense/
Andrew takes quick offense , everyone's sick of suspense/
The air cracks, Andrew's knife and fork fall from his hands/
Seat topples as he rise's, i'd forgotten how tall he now stands/
"Fuck this, I'm sick of it" he shouts and leaves for the door/
The wood slams and yet no one seems to be relieved at all/
I see a lone figure in the garden before it move's to the path/
He's upset yet as much as i try, i can't remove Andrew's past/
A movement catch's my eye, startled i hear a blast in the air/
Blood spurts, body drops yet my terror surpassed my despair/
Red eye's in the night turn their glare onto my ashen face/
I bolted the door, and waited....it was smashed with grace/
Michael! get Jane and Kate into the cellar, quickly run!/
Mind turns sick and numb, what demons work has this prick begun?/
Masked face though the door, I expected 'Here's Jonny'/
I side step as hell''s door's unlatched, then he's on me/

........

Mind hammer's drill my mind, stomach drops as i come to/
Tortured memory, blood and thumb screws as the drum's grew/
Taken to thoughts of Andrew's death, bile splatters my tongue/
My body's battered and numb, every breath shatters my lungs/
The killer stays silent, watched my family struggle and fight/
He's tall, yet twisted, cracking minds like drugs in the night/
Finally a croak leaves his chapped lips 'choose who dies'/
Glance's at Jane, abused her eyes before he moves her thighs/
Hellish screams pierce my gag, as he rapes the one's i love/
Jane, then Kate, he has his fill before Michael feel's his gloves/
My mind cracks, i beg God's forgiveness before speaking/
Wall's covering in blood, the decor's reeking as I'm shrieking/
I have to play God or Satan and choose who shall live or die/
Forgive my cry, I look into my wife's eyes and pled goodbye/
Her brain fragments cover the wall as the trigger is stroked/
I taste her blood fountain and the masked figure is soaked/
My soul rots within my shell as he unties Michael and Kate/
My horror screams rush and flood in an endless cycle of hate/
My children have left, and I'm alone with the devil himself/
Killer's unmasked, Andrew's eyes glint before a gun level's itself/
...........

Kronologik
03-12-2006, 06:52 PM
Bus hasn't been on since I pm'd him and I don't think I've seen Gen since Thurs. If none of them can write a verse by tomorrow, you get a bye Imp. Appreciate you writing a verse anyway though mate, post it up in Written Rhymes without links so it won't be a waste