A Game Of One

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Welcome to the newly established Game of One!

9 fine young specimens of the male gender have been procured for your entertainment. You will get to play with them and control their actions.

Rules: At the end of each day, the audience will get the chance to vote on the one person they wish to see eliminated (literally) and the one person who eliminates him..

Who will be the One who survives?

In this first edition, here are our competitors:
  1. Raphael
  2. James
  3. Adam P.
  4. David
  5. Edward
  6. Mathew
  7. Sam
  8. Adam B.
  9. TJ
 

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Chapter 1

The nine boys are led into a small round foyer. As far as they could see, every surface was polished marble of various colour. A single wooden round table stood in the middle of the room between two sofas. The guards that brought them in turned and left through the double metal doors behind them. Click! They were locked in. A small black screen just above the doors flickered to life. It was a clock. “00:00:00,” it read.

The nine stared at the clock’s unchanging numbers and then at each other.

“What happens now?” Raphael asked.

“The fuck should we know?” TJ said.

There was the sound of speakers crackling overhead. The boys looked up.

“Welcome!” a disembodied voice said. The boys jumped. “You nine are the lucky winners of our highly prized, highly secretive lottery!” It was cheerful enough, but no one could mistake the tone of malice. “You may do as you wish, of course. We just ask that you make it as entertaining as possible. Give us our money’s worth. And do use your physical talents. Adam—not the small one, the big one—I see your, shall we say, vital statistics are quite impressive, if you know what I mean. Would be a pity to see that go to waste, hmm?

“The doors will be opened at the end as we promised, of course. But here’s the catch: only to one of you. Yes, we can all see your confused pretty faces, and we appreciate that the sophistication of our little game is above what your simple minds can process. And we understand completely. Why be sophisticated when you can focus on perfecting your physique? So, let me say it simply: one person will be let out when the other eight are nothing more than dead bodies. Your physiques may be stunning, but how well do they compete against each other? That is what we shall see. And now...begin!”

The speakers fell silent as though the speaker was gagged. The clock flickered before the numbers began to change. “00:00:01…00:00:02…00:00:03…”

The nine turned to face each other again.

“Fuck…” David said.

“We aren’t fucking playing this game, right?” James asked. He marched over to the metal doors and turned the brass handles. They resisted. He tried again, grunting as he attempted to force the contraption to oblige his brute strength. Again, they resisted.

“I think...we’re going to have to obey,” Adam B. said. “It’s our only way out.”

“Wrong,” the bigger Adam said. “It’s the way out for one of us.”

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Remember, you can start voting on who you want eliminated and who you want to eliminate him.