Duty Roulette Novels & Stories

I squeezed Jonas’s hand before moving to Osirus’ side as he called everyone to order. “Our first game is to see how many kills you can obtain in half an hour, only using your Goddess-given abilities. We will hunt in teams of ten. The winner will get their choice of a date partner for tonight. The date will be at any restaurant in the area and paid for by my father. Now, who wants to be in the first group?” he asked. I thrust my hand confidently into the air. “I want to go.”

After observing the roulette, Alex's face twitched. There was a needle pointing to the roulette, and on the roulette were the words, "Item Category", "Body Enhancement Category", "Skill Category", and "Thanks for participating, have a nice dayyy". Each category had a respective color and its own region. The four regions were different in size with the "Thanks for participating" words taking up nearly half of the roulette whereas the skill category only took up about the size of a ballpoint pen. It was practically invisible on the giant roulette unless heavily scrutinized. "Fuck me sideways! Why is my system so weak? The chance of getting a dud is clearly more than 50%." Alex lashed out at hi

“That puts two full patrols on rotation and one reserve. This is good coverage. Anything else, Princess?” “Rotate them in twelve-hour shifts until the Rite begins,” I said. “We don’t want anyone exhausted. If anyone looks tired, I want them replaced before they start making mistakes.” “As you command,” he said. Then his gaze sharpened beyond my shoulder. “Della.” I barely had time to turn before Della rushed up, braid swinging, and the scent of clean linen trailing after her. She slowed when she saw her father, adjusted her shoulders, and tried for a dignified walk. It lasted for three steps.

Identical. Whatever poison sat whole in two of the three is now spread thin through every one of the eight, watered down, but present. “There.” My hands are steady, which feels like a small miracle. “Now they’re all poisoned. A little, anyway. Diluted across eight instead of sitting full in two. Which means none of them might be strong enough to stop a heart, or one of them still might, depending on how heavy your husband’s hand was. You’d know that. I wouldn’t.” I line them up neat. “We play roulette. You and me. We take turns. We drink.”

No one spoke up after a few minutes, so I continued on. “We are also issuing a level two lock down. Damon and I are going to run the perimeter. Travis and Kyle are going to sign any assignments to get everyone in position to start the rotation, and then it will be Kyle you will need to address if there are any issues. Travis will be alternating with protection duty and patrol duties as needed.” “Alight. Go to the board to see what your assignment is and it will rotate from there.” Kyle said. Everyone moved over to see where they start.

“As for the punishment, the last three couples with the lowest points will face the Wheel of Fate.” As the system concluded, a massive rusted wheel rose from the ground Engraved across it were the words; Heart. Eye. Tongue. Arm. Leg. Lung. Hair, Skin, Kidney. Placed on a small pie slice shaped board. A thick iron needle sat in the center. “If you rank in the bottom three, the partner with the lower individual score must spins the wheel,” the doll’s voice deepened grotesquely. “Whatever organ you land on… will be removed.”

If the tiny ball lands on the same number twice for the same person, they have to drink again. Let's see who's the lucky ones are to get extra drinks...." Lisa exclaimed in energy mode, "okay, ready... I am going to spin a roulette." she started spinning. Everyone is watching the roulette, their eyes glued to the spinning wheel closely, wondering who the first person will be to start the game. The roulette whirred, the sound gradually slowing as the wheel's speed decreased. Finally, it stopped, and the small ball settled into slot number 6. "Who's that game starter? "Juliet asked eagerly.

This is to make sure that there is always someone around that will accommodate whatever special needs they have. After a while, the other nine warlocks who will be working with Audrey finally arrived. Three of them were newbies like Audrey while the other six were already doing this job for quite some time now. Just like what Ullyses said, their group of ten will have to be divided into two, which will be decided among themselves. Audrey was assigned to the station in the dart room. Unlike the typical sports of darts where players used to shoot dart shafts, Zodiac Arena provides its customers with real deadly weapons such as sharp daggers and Kunai knives.

I headed out for interviews. Dad was still asleep, but Daniel had gotten up even earlier than I had. He was in the garden, pulling out the rose bushes. "Mr. Quigley?" I was surprised. "You don't like roses, either?" "They're fine, but you don't seem to like them. There's no reason to keep them," he said evenly. I hadn't mentioned the roses last night.How did he know that? I pushed down the suspicion and hurried out. Dad was already neck-deep in gambling. I had to earn money—we couldn't live off the dwindling leftovers.

Riley, her blonde hair cascading like a waterfall over her shoulder, flashed a wicked smile, revealing a bottle of 'Silver Serpent' tequila from behind her back. "Ever played 'Confession Roulette'?" she teased, waving the bottle enticingly. Cathy's eyebrows shot up, "That sounds dangerous. Rules?" Riley giggled, "Simple. We spin the bottle. The person it points to takes a shot and then has to confess something they've never told anyone. If they refuse, it's two shots and a dare. Think of it as 'Truth or Dare' with a bit more...bite." The allure of the game was too hard to resist. The first spin had the bottle pointing at Cathy. After gulping down the sharp tequila, which made her wince, she