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The Slingo Club: The Game of Time Zones and Treachery
Wednesday. Noon in the UK.
For most people, noon meant lunch breaks or sluggish work hours. But in this corner of the universe, it was morning, no matter what the clocks said. Coffee was flowing. Blankets were wrapped. And the glow of the Slingo screen flickered to life.
Well—morning for everyone except DD. DD, sitting comfortably at 8 PM, had officially entered his evening villain arc.
Emm, ever the steady host, clicked into the lobby. “Alright, degenerates. Ready for chaos?”
DD stretched, cracking his knuckles. “Finally. My brain is working at full capacity.”
KaybeeKat narrowed her eyes. “That makes you more dangerous.”
Anitapepsi smirked. “Or just more annoying.”
Pezkandy yawned, pulling her blanket tighter. “Winning just means you have to stay and play again.”
Gemmy stirred her tea. “And surviving the score bullies? That’s a whole different game.”
Emm sighed. “Alright, Slingo warriors. Let’s roll.”Round One: The Thieves Strike
The numbers started flashing. Energy picked up. But lurking within the game’s mechanics—like some cruel twist of fate—were the infamous Slingo bullies.
They weren’t players. They were merciless thieves, appearing at the worst possible moment to slice scores in half.
DD racked up points with ease, practically glowing with confidence.
“Behold,” he declared. “I am unstoppable.”
Then—a bully struck.
Half his score? Gone.
DD froze, staring in horror. “I TAKE BACK EVERYTHING.”
Anitapepsi laughed. “Ah, the sweet taste of Slingo karma.”
KaybeeKat shook her head. “I hate them.”
Gemmy watched in eerie calm. “The key is acceptance.”
Pezkandy sighed. “And a deep tolerance for suffering.”
Emm grinned. “You all knew what you signed up for.”Round Two: The Midnight Strategist
While everyone kept falling victim to the Slingo bullies, DD’s evening instincts kicked in.
No longer playing aggressively, he adjusted his strategy. Watching the numbers. Anticipating the stealers. Dodging the sabotage.
Then—miraculously—he landed a clean Slingo without losing points.
DD smirked. “I have transcended.”
KaybeeKat groaned. “He thinks he’s invincible.”
Anitapepsi eyed him suspiciously. “I smell betrayal coming.”
Gemmy sipped her tea. “All victories are temporary.”
Pezkandy stretched lazily. “Wake me when things get messy.”
Round Three: The Great Collapse
As predicted—DD’s streak didn’t last.
A bully struck him down, wiping out another chunk of his score.
This time, there was no comeback. No tricks. Just pure, unfiltered suffering.
DD slumped back. “I have been humbled.”
KaybeeKat clapped mockingly. “Beautiful.”
Anitapepsi smirked. “Balance restored.”
Gemmy simply nodded. “And so the cycle continues.”
Pezkandy yawned. “And yet, here we all are. Again.”
Emm laughed. “See? You love this pain.”
As much as they complained, as much as the bullies tormented them, they all knew—they’d be back next time. Slingo destiny.Epilogue: The Time Zone Paradox
Noon in the UK.
Morning for the Slingo warriors.
Nighttime for DD, whose villain arc had crashed and burned.
And yet, despite the confusion of time zones, the ruthless bullies, and the endless betrayals, they’d show up again.
Because some traditions were too ridiculous to let go.
