Pachinko Machine Novels & Stories

“Holy crap. I haven’t seen one of them in years.” India wasn’t sure what he was gawking at. “What?” “The Eight Ball Express. It’s a classic pinball machine.” He dropped her hand, staring at the machine with reverence. “Just one game.” When Colt plugged the tokens into the slot, his eyes lit up as brightly as the lights on the machine. His concentration through the cachink cachink of the metal ball, the buzzers, the trilling bells and constant flipper action was impressive. But after ten minutes, India was bored. She sighed heavily.

Aki asked after a nervous gulp. “It’s a giant pachinko,” Sasha answered with a mystified look on his face, referring to the pinball machine. “Didn’t think your father was a big fan…” “He isn’t. This is another of their ideas to create a challenge only the ‘pure of heart’ can pass.” “Well then, we better get started.” “What? What are you talking about? You almost died in the maze.” “But I didn’t. Look, do you want to get out of here or not?”

I said sarcastically and patted his shoulder, as I made my way to the claw machine while they followed behind me, we got to the claw machine and I pointed at a pink doll, “I want this doll so whoever can get it for me, will ride on that rollers with me” “How does this thing work? Do we just open it and get the doll?” Zack asked “No my love, you have to. I sent a coin and try to use this and pick the doll, you guys only have five minutes each and the time starts now, who goes first?” “I'll” Jade nodded and came forward, “Start'' I said with my eyes on my watch, he inserted the coin in the machine and began playing but each time it looks like the doll is coming out, it drops again and he inser

He led me there and punched some keys which made the door give way for us. “Welcome to my playhouse” he said with a hint of pride and I scoffed again, “What a showoff” I mumbled and followed him but what I saw made me exclaim. Different games equipment were present there in the newest models. Everything and everywhere was screaming money. It was huge, neat and sparkly. Everywhere was filled with whatever I wanted and many more. There was also a popcorn machine at the other end, a vending machine and a sofa set. “Are you sure it is okay to be here? We are not doing something illegal or breaking any rules right?” I asked again to be sure and he nodded with a smile

Mu Zi clamped more than twenty dolls and could not hold them before she gave up. She wasn't stupid and knew it had to be something Murong Cheng did, but still felt surprised and asked, "What's going on here? I couldn't even clip it before!" "The crane machine is actually a kind of gambling machine, the grip and sensitivity can be set artificially, with a higher probability, a strong grip will come out once in twenty times, with a lower probability setting, a strong grip will only come out once in a hundred times." Murong Cheng teasingly looked at her and laughed, "I let someone set it to one hundred percent strong grip, and as a result, you grabbed it ten times and only hit it five times, do

He forged a cough and walked around the arcade. The next place I went to is the claw machine. I tried getting the giraffe stuff toy for 7 times already but I always failed. And then there's Jeonghan who was complaining while watching me. "There is a formula to get that toy Celine," he bragged. "All you have to do is to use your head. Come on, give me a token and I will get it in first try." He tried to get it using his formula, like the hell. This game is not base on any formula but based on luck. And in the end, he didn't get it.

she demanded. "Line's down," Big Mike announced. Stupid malfunctioning equipment. A delay like this would mean they'd have to work twice as hard to make up for lost time. "Again?" She rolled her eyes. "When is fucking management gonna get its head out of its ass and fix the damned belt with something other than spit and prayers?" "When shit's worth gold," another of her crew answered. She laughed as she nudged Mike to move over on the picnic table management had brought indoors for their use since chairs didn't seem to last. "Move over, fat ass," she ordered.

He looked at Zangwei coldly and said, “You piece of trash. If you don’t want to die, then shut up!” After saying that, he walked directly to the machine opposite him. According to the rules of the game, if one wanted to stop the machine, they had to lift the steel frame that looked like a bicycle handle. However, there were more than ten lead blocks welded to the bottom of the steel frame, and it looked like it weighed one to two hundred kilograms. Not only that, but there were four sharp steel cones on both sides of the steel frame that pointed to the inside. When a person stood inside, as long as he lifted the steel frame, the steel cones would shrink inward and inevitably pierce into his

he noted. ‎She said nothing. ‎Didn’t move. ‎Didn’t cry. ‎His lips curved faintly. ‎“Smart girl.” ‎For a brief moment, they simply looked at each other. ‎Then he reached into his pocket. ‎Pulled something out. ‎A card. ‎He flicked it lightly. ‎It landed at her feet. ‎Blackjack. ‎“Run,” he said casually. ‎And she did. ‎This time, she didn’t stop. ‎She ran into the darkness.

I still wasn’t used to this—how Lachlan House always seemed to have more secrets. “Welcome to… my lair!” Aaron said with a huge grin. I stepped inside and froze. There was… a machine. Actually, “contraption” was a better word. There were gears, pulleys, and chains. Ramps connected to each other in strange ways. Buckets. Two conveyor belts. A slingshot. A birdcage. Four pinwheels. At least four balloons. And yes—an anvil. “Is that an anvil?” I asked, frowning and leaning closer.