Six players stake into one pot. Every round, each of you secretly picks a target and a price, and every bid lands at once. The last player holding tokens takes everything — including yours.
Everyone sits down with the same tokens. They live for this session only — and every one of them ends up in the pot.
Each round, pick a player, a method and a spend — in secret. Spend X, and your target loses more than X. You never know who else chose them too.
Every bid lands simultaneously. Attacks on the same target stack. There is no winning bid — only what's left of you afterward.
Each round the pot drains a little from everyone still alive — and it escalates near the end. Hide all you want. You are still bleeding.
Every contribution in the pot carries the name of the player who put it there — and the round they stopped being able to fight for it. Survivors can see exactly whose money they're playing for.
The dead see it too. Their own labelled stake, still on the table, still being fought over — without them.
The eliminated stay in the room, an accumulating gallery around the table, watching their own money get fought over. Death reveals the method — never the culprit.
The tontine financed governments and buildings still standing today, haunted detective fiction for a century, and was eventually curtailed across Europe — in part because a scheme that pays you to outlive your co-subscribers gives you an interest in their not living long.
So we built one. Tokens instead of inheritances, fifteen minutes instead of a lifetime.
Spend nothing. Grieve convincingly. Let the table thin itself while the ratchet does your bidding — then bury the survivor.
One catastrophic overspend, delivered where everyone will feel it. Expensive, unmistakable, and excellent for your reputation.
Small, patient poisons on the same name, round after round. Nobody notices the leak until the round nobody can stop it.
Nothing purchasable affects outcomes. Ever. Your odds are your play, not your wallet.
Everyone acts at once. No turn order to exploit, no waiting to be next.
Ties are never a coin flip. Every ending is deterministic — highest count entering the round wins.
Passive play is legal. Sit still all you like. The ratchet keeps your seat warm — and your balance falling.
No real money. Tokens are chips, not currency. They evaporate when the session ends.
No nudge follows a loss. When you're done, you're done. Nothing here is designed to call you back at a weak moment.
No account to play. Guest sessions are unrated. Keep a profile only if you want your rating and history to persist — locally, in this browser.
Fifteen minutes, hard cap. Every session ends. The clock is part of the game, not a leash.
Six players stake into a shared pot. Every round, everyone secretly picks a target, a method and a spend, and it all resolves at once. The pot only grows. You only shrink. Last one holding tokens takes it — and the dead stay at the table to watch.