The rules are quite simple. Each player will be given a randomly generated bingo card, themed for the major game itself. Rather than plain-old B I N G O, Hugh’s Bingo Night Spectacular uses the four suits of cards, as well as Hugh’s favourite custom suit, the ‘Stache! So instead of something like I24, you can get the four of clubs called out! Each suit (including Stache) ranges from Ace to King, and like standard bingo the grid is 5 x 5. Here is an example card below.



Any type of regular bingo will result in a fixed cash prize of $500.

Of course, just regular old bingo would be quite boring, would it? That’s where we spice things up a bit!

Before and after each round, there will be an intermission, where you can do various things to enhance your odds of winning the game, or hurt others' winnings!

Feeling lucky? You can place bets on what type of Bingo the winner(s) will have.
The following are potential wins you can bet on.

x3 of bet
Horizontal Bingo
Diagonal Bingo
Vertical Bingo

x6 of bet
Hearts Bingo
Diamonds Bingo
Spades Bingo
Clubs Bingo
Stache Bingo

Bets can range anywhere from $100 to $500.

You can also bet against a type of win. Each player is allowed to make one bet of $100 to cut a certain type of bingo's prize by half, which includes the $500 from just winning, as well as any winnings one would make from a bet.

There are also different ways of winning! Just like poker, there are various ways to earn cash depending on the type of cards on your bingo sheet! The following combinations of cards on your bingo sheet will result in cash prizes.

Four of a kind ($200)
Five of a kind ($350)
Horizontal Straight ($500)
Horizontal Full House ($1000)
Vertical Straight Flush ($1000)
Vertical Royal Flush ($1500)

In this instance 4 of a kind and 5 of a kind do not need to be in a straight line, just anywhere on your board. The others need to all be in a straight line, such as a 1, 2, 3,4, 5 all on the bottom row of your card, in that order, would be a Horizontal Straight.
It also should be noted that none of these are possible using the free space in the Stache column.

All seems pretty random, right? Well that’s where Trading comes in. Use the intermission time to gather info and discuss plans with other players, and try to make beneficial trades. A trade will swap cards of the same colour. You can swap the 4 of hearts with the 10 of staches, for example.

Each player will be sent a QT of their bench, which will consist of the 5 players on it. These players are of course encouraged to cooperate, as the other 4 will be the only players you will be able to mingle with during an intermission. After each round, the benches will randomly shuffle, so you will have a chance to play with other people on your own bench!

You can also spend a small fee to swap some of your cards (max of 5, $25 a card) before a round to try and win a hand before the round of bingo even begins!

Out of nowhere, the lights in the room went out, and Lucy’s blue form disappeared.

“What the devil is this?” Hugh was heard saying. “Lucy, what hap--”

BANG!

Someone cried out in pain.

“What the fuck is going on!?” Roxie shouted.

“D-did someone open the door?” Adel cried out, almost in tears.

“Calm down, everyone! This is not the proper procedure!” Dale called out, though his efforts were in vain, as all of the contestants were confused and panicked.

Throughout the panic, the sound of boots clicking against the floor could be heard… until it stopped. Shortly after, the lights turned back on, and it took everyone a moment for their eyes to adjust a bit.

The first thing that caught everyone’s eye was the new figure in the room, a strange, and quite green looking man stood in front of the podium where Hugh once stood. The masked man had one of the most twisted smiles you’d ever see.

Next to him, on the floor, in a pool of blood was Hugh, clutching his knee and writhing in pain.

“Tch, almost…” the man spat at Hugh, before looking back towards the confused contestants, twirling a revolver in his hand.

“W-who the heck are you?” Ramon pointed a finger at the green man.

“Quiet down, kid. I want everyone to be here for that.” He lowered his gun, and tapped his foot rhythmically.

“Everyone..?” Sam asked, glancing around the room briefly. “All of the contestants are here, though. Even Jennifer, who’s not a contestant.”

“Do you think he means Cups?” Myrion, just as distressed as the others, asked nobody in particular.

It was at that time two strange looking robots waddled into the room. They were an odd pair, two very similar looking robots, both wearing crowns, each marked with a K or Q respectively.

“Let’s get this show on the road, yeah?” The green man tightened one of his gloves and took a step closer to the group.

“Welcome… to my Killing Game.”

“K-killing game? W-what the hell…?” Tsubasa was the first to break the brief silence.

“Who the hell are you, anyways?” Devin chimed in, seemingly unphased.

“Alright, alright… You all can call me… Ace. How does that sound? Heh heh.”

“Ace! Y’know, just like on a playing card!” One of the two robots, the one with the K brand, spoke up and chuckled.

“Shut up, King.” Ace appeared to glare at the robot, apparently called King. “Oh, and that other one is Queen. Guess you can call ‘em my assistants, but they’re dumb as bricks.”

“Are not!” Queen shouted.

“Are too!” King shouted back. “Wait...”

Ace sighed. “Right, this is how this little show is gonna go, so listen up ‘cause I sure as hell don’t want to repeat myself.”

Ace scratched the back of his neck with one hand and casually twirled his gun in the other, and pulled up a nearby chair and took a seat, crossing one leg over the other.

“Rule number 1: You’re all stuck here, right in the ever so lovely Twilight Strip, for the rest of your lives. For now, you’re gonna stick to the hotel and casino. That’ll change later, maybe. Sound good?”

“No! That does not ‘sound good!’” Woody yelled. “In fact, that’s quite the opposite! How would we get home? See our families?”

“Simmer down, Woodpecker. I’m getting to that.” Ace continued. “This next one is a bit of a biggie, so I’ll split it into little parts. Aren’t I nice?”

“Rule number 2: You want out? You gotta pay the price. Kill one of your fellow players in cold blood, and see your merry way out of the Twilight Strip and back to god knows where! Sky’s the limit, yeah?”

“We have to WHAT??” Ryleigh shouted in protest. “I-I- ...There’s no way I could do that! There’s no way ANYONE would do that!”

“Just what the hell are you getting at here?” Deirdre stared Ace down.

“Relaaaax, it’s not that bad, I promise.” Ace smirked. “Rule number 2.1: When a murder happens in this here Twilight Strip, there’ll be a lovely little annoucment, and shortly after we’ll have a nice little trial about the murder. If the murderer is correctly identified during said trial, then the killer will be axed off themselves! Them’s the breaks, yeah? If they get away with it, though… We’ll just have one of the stupid innocents take their place. The show must go on, after all!

“What I’m gettin’ at here is, kill someone and get away with it if you wanna get out and see your family, or whatever junk.”

“You can’t be serious…” Luke looked down at the carpet, with a tense look in his eyes.

“T-this is insane!” Hugh shouted, still on the floor next to Ace.

“Oh you’re still kickin’ huh?” Ace chuckled and went up next to Hugh, wrapping one arm around his shoulder. “Chin up, big guy.” He looked up and moved Hugh’s head with him. “You’re on live television! The whole damn world can see you, right now, acting like a big ol baby on the floor. It ain’t a good look for ya, I hate to say.” Ace stood up and moved back to his chair, still carrying the same twisted grin on his face.


“This is still gonna be on TV? Are you crazy?” Devin asked, but didn’t seem to get an answer.

“W-well, what if we killed you, fucker! Then what? You can’t possibly keep us here if you’re dead, yeah?” Roxanne shouted and pointed a finger at Ace, with a weird cross of ‘Aha, gotcha!’ and panic on her face.

Ace chuckled. “I’m glad you asked, sweetheart.” Ace stepped up, and slowly approached Roxanne, twirling his revolver all the while.

“If I somehow don’t wake up one morning and to see all of your pretty pained faces because one of you rats thought it’d be clever to take me out? Well, I’ll have those two idiots, and all the other robots in this here ‘strip make a lovely orchestra of the various screams and cries the lot of you will make when they slaughter you one by one, all for the lovely people at home to enjoy…”

Roxanne remained silent, and Ace walked back to his chair. “Where were we?”

“Rule number 3: Hope you all’ve been keeping a tight grip on your cash. In Hugh’s contest, reaching 0 would boot you out, but in my game? Dip into the red, and I’ll take you ‘out.’”

“There will be… Various expenses throughout our stay at the Twilight Strip. As I’m sure some of you know, living ain’t cheap. At the start of each week, I’ll be taking a bit of dough from each of you. Nothing personal, it’s just business. Y’know what? I’ll even start easy. I’ll just take $100 from each of you now, that cool? Grrreat.”

“Don’t worry about hoarding all your cash, though, like before there’s gonna be them fun Normal Games to try and earn a bit, as well as some more things down the line! Doesn’t that sound exciting? And you know what? I’ll even get that gift shop opened up too. Don’t be too scared alright?” Ace leans back in his chair, rocking it a little.

“S-some of us aren’t made of money!” Ruby shouted nervously. “Plus, some of us might’ve lost some during our initial bets on the slots! This isn’t fair…”

“Life ain’t fair, Topaz. What do you want me to do about it?”

“Well, for starters, maybe you could-”

“Upupupup, I don’t wanna hear it.” Ace shook his hand dismissively. “Now, I think that should be the big three. But please take note that, as the Game Master, I can add in any rule I want to if needed. So don’t get too cocky, yeah?”


“Deny this all you want, but don’t get mad at me when you’re caught up shit’s creek with a knife in your kidney. This game is real, and, oh boy, will it be quite the sight.”

After a bit of a pause, it seemed like Ace had nothing more to say...

Instead, King speaks up “Now would be an excellent time to ask our lovely master some questions! Like what’s his favourite colour, or if he prefers tit-”

CLANG! Queen smacks King, almost denting him.

“Yes, please ask any questions relating to the ever so exciting Killing Game.” She said, crossing her arms.

It seems like now would be a good chance to ask whatever’s on your mind…