The Players Plate Novels & Stories

“ What if the players are to have sex with canines as round six game? “ Thane introduced to his brothers, he also wanted to see if his brothers would allow their favorite play the game. Chad initially appeared ecstatic, “ Splendid, that is sure to entertain us! “ Then, he thought about Color Blue and what her reaction would be. “ Two million dollars that color Blue don't play this insane game. “ Chad said almost immediately. “ Oh, protecting our favorites are we? “ Thane replied smiling. “ Two million dollars that color Yellow don't play this game. “ Klein replied, also protecting his favorite player. “ Then its settled, the other players will partake in this deadly round. And since i didn't

It was still early in the morning when the players were once again disturbed by the loud, robotic voice of an announcement coming from the speakers somewhere around the whole place, instructing them to gather in main hall. There weren't any games scheduled today so it's kind of odd that have to gather. It didn't take long for the players to be all in the same place, waiting for the information that might change their lives for the better or maybe for the worst. A large, clear bowl jar is placed on top of tall round table in the middle of the stage. Inside it were small plastic balls of different colors. Behind, is the digital screen that shows nothing as of the moment. But soon enough, the s

I push down the tightness in my chest and head back to the fire. When I get there, the music is louder, and the guys are crowded around, passing shots and laughing like idiots. Ray notices me first and waves me over. “We’re playing Truth or Dare,” he says, grinning. There are several shots lined up before each log, and I make my way to the one I abandoned earlier. The girls are off to the side, playing some other game, shrieking every now and then. Ray makes it my turn because of course he does, and the bastard looks at me with a glint in his eye.

It was as if there was no way out for the three remaining players. “Ladies and gents, the remaining three remaining players will be having a triangle fight for today. It is however not a simple triangle fight. They will be fighting while standing on top of a moving platform and down the platform are three lions waiting for any of the players to fall down. And you know what will happen once any of them will fall! Now let us start the game!” the announcer declared and by that, a platform slowly surface up from the underground at the center of the arena where the three players were standing. To the horror of the spectators and players, three doors opened from the corners of the arena and ran to

She was so puzzled about the happening, to her, she seems just woke up from her nightmare and wake up to another nightmare. "Alright! That's enough everyone. Congratulations!" the host claps and shows confetti on the screen along with a greeting. "Right, we have our 20 official players already! Our Rising Stars!" In a sober everyone looked up on the monitor. The screen shows the profile of the remaining players with their stats, age, skills, strength, and the like, but everyone has no name, it remains blank. They'd also showed the rank of the players and the counts of the kill they have done.

A large number of people staring up at him with the kind of silence that comes right before something terrible. "The game is called Takeout," he mentioned. "The rules are simple. You have ten minutes to kill as many players as possible. For every player you eliminate, you receive five of their lives to carry into future rounds." He tilted his head slightly. "Protect yourself or don't….That is entirely up to you." Nobody moved. "Guards." The doors above the platform opened. Crates dropped from the ceiling on thick cables and hit the floor with a sound like cannon fire, splitting open on impact. Guns, knives, batons, and rope spilled out across the black tile in every direction.

“Then you’ll get burned. Also, I need money. You crossed the line last night….I won’t wait till month-end for my pay.” I knew this would piss him off. Teer was right…..keep reminding him I’m just after his cash. Soon I’ll be rich, and he’ll beg for divorce. “That’s why I came in late,” he said calmly. “I wanted you to have this.” He handed me a black card. “Pin is 3345. No limit. So… am I sweet enough to get closer now?” I froze. This wasn’t the reaction I expected. He was supposed to get angry.

She didn’t pull away. The fortress still stood. But the battlefield had widened. And now three players were moving simultaneously. One patient. One sharp. And one unified For now.

She grabbed it and went back into the bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar. Meanwhile, the game had come to an end and the players were returning to their trailers to get some rest before their night flight to the next city they were to play at. They laughed and gisted, fooling around as some of them took off their shirts and hung it over their shoulders, exposing their toned abs. Trevor Slate, player number six was shirtless too. He laughed and bade his fellow players goodbye as they went to their various trucks. He stepped into his and was greeted with the sound of the blowing drier from the bathroom.

I hugged Jeremy, after Riley pulled me in for his signature suffocating hug. "Wow...you look happy. Like... very happy." "Thank you! But you look tired, why? I thought crazy rich bachelor like you are living the life?" Riley said while sitting in front of me, and Jeremy to his side. "This player is being played at my own game Riley." "No freaking way! I never thought I'd see the day!" Jeremy chuckled beside him, but let us be while he was calling the waiter to order our lunch. "So...don't leave me in suspense do tell..." He demanded, while Jeremy shook his head smiling at him.