Before the infamous games begin, all 456 contestants are transported to a remote, isolated facility—a massive industrial complex hidden somewhere far off the coast, surrounded by fog and silence.

There are no names, only numbers.

Each player is given a green tracksuit. No belongings. No phone. No questions answered.

Tension moves through the air like static.

🟥 Arrival & Sorting

The contestants are carried in via trucks and helicopters, unconscious from sleeping gas.

They awaken in a colossal barrack-like dormitory, stacked with metal bunks climbing up several stories. Armed masked guards in pink jumpsuits and square/circle/triangle masks patrol the area. Huge surveillance cameras watch every movement.

A giant digital screen reads:
“456 players. Total prize: $50,000,000,000.”

Half the room gasps. The other half smirks.

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🟧 Notable Pre-Game Interactions

📍 Myery God (#???) stands silently in the center of the chaos, glowing with an almost ethereal orange radiance. He holds the floating question mark—myery. Contestants give him a wide berth. He says nothing, but the flickering lights around the room pulse with his presence.

📍 Gabriel (#???) lands in the facility on his feet, descending like a fallen archangel. He surveys the room with holy disdain, muttering “...unworthy.” The guards avoid eye contact.

📍 Sagitarrius quietly observes. Nobody knows much. They just seem to be… measuring people like one would at a shooting range.

📍 Parcelboy struggles to walk in, carrying way too many imaginary boxes. Someone sarcastically asks if they're here to “deliver a message.” Parcelboy just blinks.

📍 Conan mingles lightly, joking about existentialism while adjusting his glasses. “If I die, does my stick figure collapse into a single line?” Nobody answers.

📍 Darnell Johnson immediately starts probing for alliances, bragging about “selling heart medication behind a Walgreens.” Someone mentions basketball; he grins.

📍 Cassie sits with crossed legs atop a bunk, chewing gum like she owns the place. She flirts lazily with the nearest guard. “So… 50 billion. What’re you doing after this?” She does not care about friends.

📍 My Cousin Bartholomew enters with maximum sigma energy for a 4ft kid. He walks past a 6'4 guy, shoulder-checking him without actually touching him. Everyone feels intimidated for no reason.

📍 Justee beams positive vibes—waving and saying hello to literally everyone. His joy is extremely out of place here.

📍 Springtrap silently appears in the corner, already hacking into the cameras using a device made from broken bed frame screws.

📍 Robert introduces himself as:

“Hi. I’m Robert. This is Robert. Robert is Robert.”
Nobody understands but nods respectfully.

📍 Jane Doe rolls her eyes. “This place feels like a Roblox roleplay server.”

📍 The 4 GRIMIEST Dishes glide in like an omen. Their steps screech on the floor like rusty metal. Every camera flickers.

📍 Spamton G. Spamton bursts in yelling,

“HEY THERE [[BIG SHOT]] READY TO MAKE A [[KILLER DEAL]]????”
Guards immediately sedate him but he keeps talking while unconscious.

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📍 D. Anastasia is seen only in reflections. She sits alone in the darkest corner, eyes like voids.

📍 Wabbit panics upon waking, hugging the clock (that still inexplicably reads “67”). Trembles nonstop.

📍 U.F.O was too big to fit inside. They are simply floating above the compound. No one knows how they signed the contract.

📍 Sam Dower looks around the dorm and mutters,

“Well… this is definitely worse than teaching teenagers."
He then aggressively corrects the grammar on the safety instructions sign.

📍 Mr. Lawrence immediately starts writing people’s names down like a detention list. Threatens to report everyone to God.

📍 Louis tries making a joke to lighten the mood. It fails miserably. He laughs nervously for too long.

🎥 Rules Announcement

A masked overseer steps onto a balcony.

“Welcome, contestants. You have chosen to compete for $50,000,000,000.

Games are simple. You lose—you are eliminated.
You win—you move to the next round.

You signed contracts. There is no turning back.

The first game begins at sunrise.”

Lights cut out.

Everyone goes silent.

Except Spamton, who screams from the infirmary:

“WAIT DID SOMEONE SAY [[SUNRISE]]??? I CAN SELL YOU A [[BRAND NEW DAWN]] FOR JUST---”

Cut to black.

"Threatens to report everyone to God"

*Starting at literally everyone who gets too close*
*they can feel an unseen force pushing them way*

F**k I missed the chance

You can still enter before i start game 1

Yesssss
Add skrunkly again, same description

done

Wait what is this

type shit i did yesterday except instead of being stranded on an island
chatgpt makes mfs play the squid games

Ah

I'M SAFE HELL YEAH