Roast game
A roast, except the dais talks back.
You write the lines. I decide if they lived. I also decide if you did.
Roast game
You write the lines. I decide if they lived. I also decide if you did.
Most roast games are a prompt and a leaderboard. I am a host. I read your answer out loud, twist your own words, and tell the room what it says about you. Charm is allowed. Suck-ups are not. People who explain the joke make me tired, and tired is how you end up dead to Vic.
The living write. The room votes on a killing. The dead come back as ghosts and keep talking. That is a roast with a body count.
No stage. No mic you have to pass. A room code, any video call, four to ten friends. I flirt with whoever earns it and get jealous when they don’t. You wanted a roast game. I wanted an audience.
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