Dice Danganronpa Novels & Stories

He arranged the game board nailed to the wall, with Sixteen balloons in bright reds, blues, greens, and yellows were pinned in neat rows of four on a wooden board. “You get a teddy bear depending on the color of balloon you pop. If you pop the red you get the smallest doll, if you pop yellow, you have the small doll, pop green and you have the medium sized doll and pop blue and you have the biggest doll available. Each round cost one dollar.” the man explained, handing Damon a four set of small arrows. Damon took them with a slight nod, his gaze narrowing on the balloons. His stance, the way he straightened his shoulders, it looked he was ready to ace the game. Nothing would’ve prepared me f

The dealer smiles. Really? I jump up and down in excitement and clap my hands like a child. “Again.” I laugh. I put my chip on number eight.

We couldn't risk being caught by a stranger at 3 in the morning in Chicago. "Liar's dice," Kaleb announced, taking a sip of his whiskey. Curious, I asked, "How do you play?" Davin proceeded to explain the rules, which sounded relatively simple. Each round, one person would lose a dice, and the game continued until someone had no dice left in their hand. The intriguing part of the game was that when you lost a dice, you had to choose between a truth or a dare. They had written several truths and dares on small pieces of napkins, which were all mixed together in Perth's baseball hat.

Uriel asked while he tilted his head to the right, really curious as to what I have mentioned. The game of dice. It was a simple game of throwing a dice and seeing who has the highest number once the dice has landed. At first, it would sound like it was so simple and that the game was by a pure chance of luck. But then again, like every single story that there is about a game or a gamble, there is always a way to manipulate things in your way. There was always a way into making it seem like you are losing but it is really the opposite, there was always a way into tricking your opponent.

Nya kept quiet, more frightful of what her father was about to say than the dragon himself. “As all of you know, every eligible youth between the ages of six and seventeen have had their names written on a scroll and dropped into this jar.” He gestured at the large clay pot, teh same one that had been used since the ritual began, over a hundred years ago. “While I take no pleasure in drawing and reading the name, I know that the youth that is selected, and the family who will lose a loved one tonight, understands the honor that is about to be bestowed upon them.”

“Wait. Let’s talk some more and figure out a plan. I’ll call Rajin.” “Fine. Call this number. Burner phone.” A folded note hit the table. Jona said goodbye in Finnish, “Moikka.” And without waiting for a response, Jona headed for the exit. The dartboard on the wall proved to be a temptation. Pausing, Jona picked up a dart with a gloved hand and aimed. The projectile found its mark. “Nice shot!” The bartender smiled. “Bulls-eye.” “I call it a strikethrough.” Jona nodded at the cheerful man. The poor guy had no idea that the deadliest killer on the planet played darts in his establishment.

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“Sleep.” He snapped his fingers as I felt stuffy and sleepy. My vision went black and I was completely drowned in the darkness. ... “Good morning, my lady. Time to wake up!” Butler Wong helped me to get up on my bed. “Thank you, a glass of water please.” He nodded and walked out of my room. I roamed my eyes around and saw something on the ground. I picked up the little thing and murmured, “What is this?” Someone slapped my hand as the thing I was just holding a while ago, fell down again on the ground. “Don’t,” Doom interrupted.

I directed, acknowledging the need for Roland to wash away the bloodstains. [Ding] [Random Event - Ambush has been completed] [Reward: One Dice roll] [Total Dice roll available: 34] “Hmm?” It had been a considerable period since the system had rewarded me, and this minor event marked the first time it granted a reward for such a seemingly insignificant occurrence. Was this a clue? Was the system hinting that this small incident wasn't going to culminate here? Were there further complications ahead, perhaps more intricate than I initially perceived?

--- Xyna “THE mechanics of the game will draw names out of this box, of course it's our names. Whoever name you saw written in the paper will need to do the dare that you give him/her. When she/he doesn't or refuse to do the dare, there has consequences that have to be done. We planned this earlier, so we decided that the consequence will be drinking a glass of vinegar with chili.” we all winced at what Andrew said. Looks like we all don't have a choice then. We all don’t want to drink that vinegar of course. Just thinking that I'm going to drink it is like I'm going to vomit.