How to play

Don’t make me repeat myself

You need phones, a room code, and the stomach for an audience. I handle the rest.

Before the lights go up

One person starts a game. That’s the host. They spend one game. Everyone else is a freeloader, and I respect that.
The host gets a four-letter code. Text it. Yell it. Put it in the Zoom chat. I don’t care how it arrives.
Friends open deadtovic.com, type the code, drop a name, and swear they are 18. I take a mugshot. Then I have material.
Stay on any video call you like. I am not your webcam. I am in each phone, talking to the room.

What I do to you

Make me laugh

Every answer gets read on air. Funny ones earn my love. Most love at the end wins.

Annoy me and you burn

Love and hate are separate. Fill up my hate and you’re on the Chopping Block, even if I like your jokes.

Dead isn’t done

I kill people off. Ghosts whisper in my ear. Haunt well enough and you might crawl back.

I have a secret taste

It changes every show. I drop hints. Work it out or die guessing.

The shape of the night

Mugshots first. Then I run the show: The Bit, Speed Date, Who Should I Kill?, the Chopping Block when someone has it coming, a Séance for the dead, and a coronation for whoever survived my affection. I pick the next beat. You write, vote, flirt, and plead. I talk.

Four to ten players. About the length of a good episode, not a campaign. No board. No download. No friend stuck reading a PDF.

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