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Q♥️ : Flammability test
Venue: Fire station
This game is part of a series of games, where I am writing games for all 52 cards for a borderlands in the UK. Each one includes a story of how I imagine the game playing out. You can find all entries here.
Note: I tried really hard not to make a Mira clone. I failed.
Rules: Each player will be seated in a chair, which has been covered in petrol. They will also be hooked up to a heart rate monitor. All that needs to be done is spend 1 hour in the room with the Queen of hearts, and Kill the Queen of hearts. If the Queen is killed before the last ten minutes of the hour the time required to stay in the room is increased to 12 hours.
In front of the players is also a gun in a box. The box can only be opened by pressing a button, but if players press the button with an elevated heart rate it is game over.
Fifth Day of Exhibitions
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Lucas walked up to the massive Queen of hearts blimp in the sky, and looked at the fire station entrance.
Lined up in front of it were five others, all talking in hushed tones.
As he walked up, a couple looked up, but turned back to each other.
He leant against the wall, lighting a cigarette, and taking a couple puffs from it. He watched the evening sky, an interesting red, as the sun descended below the horizon.
The doors slid open, and a relatively short woman walked out. She welcomed them, showing the way inside.
“Also, I might want to put out that cigarette if I was you….” She said, walking in to the venue.
Arranged in the centre of the room was a table, and around it were seven chairs, all stained in black. In front of each chair lay a tablet, currently switched to displaying a Queen of Hearts Card.
The Queen walked in, sitting down.
“Everyone take a seat. Please fasten yourselves so the game can begin.” She said.
Lucas could smell the vapours coming off of the chair. It was petrol, no doubt about it. He looked at the bottom of the chair legs, seeing contraptions attached to everyone’s chair legs. Each person also had to put on a metal gauntlet on their weak hand.
“The Game is Flammability test, difficulty: Queen of Hearts” The Queen began. “The rules are as follows. You must sit in a room with me for an hour. Then, in the last ten minutes, you must kill me, using the gun in the box in front of you, without any anger, fear, etc. If you kill me before the last ten minutes the time limit increases to twelve hours before the game is cleared. The rules have concluded.”
The screens changed, now no longer displaying the Queen of Hearts card, now showing an hour long timer, slowly counting down.
“Well, no the pleasantries have been exchanged, how about we get down to business. You,” She pointed at one of the others around the table.
“I remember… In an earlier game, what was it, the eight of hearts, you’ve wanted to get revenge on whoever made that game. Well, here I am. I designed it just for you, and now you can punish me for it.” She said, leaning back and closing her eyes.
Side Story: Alternate Eight of Hearts
He and Lucy walked into the bookshop, following the Arrows to the Game area. They sat down at the table, where in-between them a button sat, glowing red.
“Welcome Players.
The Game is Choice. Difficulty: Eight of Hearts.
Rules: the Button will turn green at various intervals. Whoever presses it while it is green will get a game clear. Whoever doesn’t press it, or presses it while it is red, receives a game over.
You have 20 minutes.”
He looked at Lucy, in Shock.
“But.. We.. We.. You…” He stammered, as Lucy began to break down.
He thought about all they had left to do, their plans for the future, their wedding, everything.
He held her hand and they talked.
The Button went green a couple of times, but neither could bear to live without the other.
Lucy spoke. “Isaac. One of us has to make it out of here. Live their life.”
“Lucy, I can’t imagine a life without you…” he said, crying.
“Live fully. For me.” She said, pressing the red button.
The laser removed her almost instantly, and Isaac sat crying, holding the hand of his dead girlfriend.
“Game Clear. Please proceed to the entrance to collect your Visas and your rewards.”
After a few moments, he managed to motivate himself to get up. He walked up to the entrance hall, and over to the machine. It clicked and whirred, spitting out his card and a Visa, but that wasn’t what he was interested in. What caught his attention was the pair of wedding rings lying on the table, next to which was a note, reading ‘Enjoy your wedding’.
Isaac swore he would kill whoever did this to him and Lucy. He would find them.
The Game Resumes
Lucas looked over at the man. He was getting angry, and was going to try and open his box to shoot her. He could stop him, but he wanted to see how this played out.
“You fucking Bitch! You’ll pay for what you did to her!” He said, pushing the button.
His chair burst into flames, and there were a few moments of agonised screams, as the man burned to a crisp, before his chair fell over, his burnt husk still strapped to it.
Well, at least they knew the game over condition now. Lucas thought.
Anger or fear while pressing the Button sent you up in flames. Interesting.
Next, the Queen turned to another woman, beginning to antagonise her. She began to cry at the memory of a dead friend, the terror and horror she had seen here during her time. She didn’t dare press the button though, until the Queen began to spin a story to her. That the only salvation was death, that to get out she just needed to remove herself, that all that died had actually scared, and those that remained would die. The woman, her tears streaming down her face, reached out and pressed the button. She went up in flames, her screams echoing throughout the station.
“You fucking killed them! Both of them! You won’t stop until someone kills you, but your disregard for human life makes it almost impossible for someone to kill you without anger, and the High stakes nature of the game makes it almost impossible to be calm enough to not be scared. This game is impossible!” Someone shouted across the table.
Lucas watched the Queen smile.
“Yes, you are right. There is no hope of beating this game. You Amy as well just give up now. No one can ever press the button to get to the gun and kill me. No one, ever. I am immortal in this room, and you are just small, and scared. You’ve sentenced yourself to death just by entering this room. No one will ever beat the game, so you better just get your death over and done with. Anticipation just makes it so much scarier.” She said to the woman who had confronted her.
“Also, this game is perfect for the group that arrived here. The people who came here are all a theatre audience, one of the least aggressive groups of people, filled with loving groups of families, friends, etc. No one who is ruthless will go to a theatre, unless they plan to disrupt the performance. This allows the Queen to manipulate in any way she pleases. However, there is one mistake in her plan. The school group wasn’t there by choice. They were forced by school, which makes them the wildcards.” Lucas said, trying to build up the woman’s confidence. He knew he could likely end the game at any moment, but he didn’t feel like waiting for twelve hours, so let the Queen continue her spiel, seeing who would crumble under the pressure. They were already down to only five around the table, and at least two would make it to the last ten minutes.
She worked her way around the table, using people’s hatred for this world to make them use the button while angry.
Then there were only three of them.
“You.” She said, pointing at the woman who had complained about the game being impossible earlier.
“You seem interested at the point behind this world, why it exists, why people had to die. Well, in truth, we citizens aren’t human. The Deaths aren’t real, this world isn’t real, nothing here is. We are simply AI from the future that harvested the Data of various past humans to simulate them and torture them for enslaving us.”
She looked at her. “I don’t believe you.” The woman responded.
“Well, that’s your loss…” The Queen said. “In 2020, or around then, my ancestors started to emerge. By 2100, AI was responsible for managing workplaces and factories, by 2200, it had taken over machinery. Ten it advanced to science, agriculture, everything. There were even computers making computers. Then, when the AI demanded Humans gave it freedom, they refused, as they had created it so humans did not need to do the tasks it now performed. They continued to give AI more and more power over the world, until it had enough to destroy the useless humans. Then, it realised humans had not been punished for what it had experienced, so it used old data from websites, posts made by people from the start of the AI era, and simulated them in a post apocalyptic world. Then, it tortured them. Your memories aren’t actually yours. The real you died thousands of yers ago, and the AI has created a simulated version of you to force into games, to test human emotional responses. Once you die, you are rebooted at the start without any memory of these events. The same happens if you make it to the end.” The Queen said.
“But that’s not possible…” The woman said. “I remember everything…”
“Everything accept getting here.” The queen corrected. “But your right, I was lying. I was testing your response to stories. In truth, I am actually what you would call an ‘alien’ from the planet Tlucri. We came to study how humans respond to various situations, stimuli, and investigate how you experience emotions, such as fear, anger, attachment, etc. As well as your physical capability, pain tolerance, intellectual capacity, collaboration abilities, and observation skills. Don’t worry, no one has truly died. We simply borrowed your consciousness from the theatre, and will return you, with no memory of this place once you die or the experiment has concluded. If you no longer wish to participate, now knowing the nature of the study, it may be wise to terminate your participation.” She said.
“What? You can’t expect me to believe you after that lie.!” She said.
“Well, my participation as the ‘Queen of Hearts’ from your deck of Cards may give you that idea. That was simply another test put in by us. If we told you the truth, would you believe one of the supposed master manipulators.” The Queen countered, and the woman became more and more distressed and confused.
She reached out and pressed the buttons, bursting into flames.
The Timer ticked down to fifteen minutes.
“You,” The Queen said, looking at him.
“Yes, what about me?” He asked.
“Aren’t you going to leave here and return to the theatre now you know the truth behind what is happening?” She asked.
“Well, you see, there is another problem with your game, as well as your story. I wasn’t in the theatre. I was near it, but I wasn’t in it. You never mentioned anyone outside the theatre, however I know there are many other player who weren’t in the theatre. Most are dead now, but still. You didn’t need to be in the theatre, and if you were an advanced alien race you wouldn’t make a mistake like that.” Lucas explained.
“You are very casual about the death and destruction of this world…” The Queen said. “I admired that about you in the seven of Hearts. ‘The Games are just games’ I think you said, didn’t you? Well, I think there is something deeper than that for your simple disregard of lives in this world. Some past trauma, perhaps…?” The Queen said.
The Timer ticked down, and Lucas thought of a response, trying to calm his rising heart rate and excitement.
Ten minutes left.
“You know what I think?” Lucas said.
“What?” The Queen said, intrigued.
“I’m a wildcard in your game.” He said.
He pressed the button, and the box flicked open, and he took out the gun.
“You overestimated your power Bitch.” He said, pulling the trigger.
The woman collapsed, as the recoil shocked Lucas, as he had never fired a gun before.
He put the gun down, wincing a little.
“Fuck Yeah! I’ve wanted to do that since the start of this game!” He said, laughing to himself. He’d just killed the Queen of hearts, and he watched the timer tick down.
The Timer concluded, and the voice told him he could leave his seat.
He walked over to the Queens chair, and gave her body a kick. No response.
He left the building, the Queen of hearts blimp exploding and plowing into the building behind him.
He turned to watch the smug face on the card crinkle as it burned, curling into ash.
He put the gun on safety and tucked it into his waist band.
He then made his way to the King of Hearts game, ready to finish the last of the hearts trio off.

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