Templeton's Game
A letter addressed; "Dearest Friend," found under your glass at the local bar. There is a weight inside the envelope, and as you open it, you find a single bullet, a .357 shell. The letter inside is on expensive cardstock, and written in a fine, almost archaic hand.
Life is a curious thing, I notice. The only men I've ever known to enjoy it to it's fullest are those that have come inches from losing it; it is on that note that you have received this letter. You, as I, fear nothing more than losing your life. You are not, as I am not, a coward. And you are living, as I have been living, in eternal haze. What I offer is an invitation to clarity, or to death. Nothing betwixt, nothing further. That is the sincerest nature of this fatal paradox.
Six chambers; five empty, a bullet in one alone. For each spin, and each pull of the trigger, you shall double your money. The buy-in is $5,000 American dollars, and you take the exact amount you put in, compensation. May the living part a little brighter, and best wishes and uttermost heavy-hearted prayers to our dearly departed.
~Arthur
The Rules:
I. You pay me, Arthur Templeton, $5,000 dollars, and I make a solemn vow that, if you win, you will double your money each spin. One spin, $10,000 dollars. Two spins, $20,000. Three spins, $40,000, and so forth. There is a one out of six chance that you will find a bullet in your chamber, and you will perish. [[This will be a CK, unfortunately. Choose wisely.]]
II. If you earn more money than I may pay, I can partake in the game if you so wish to let me earn the money back. The revolver will be passed between us. If I survive, and you die, you will unfortunately not receive your hard-earned money. If I die, you keep the money, and my estate will continue to fund your endeavors to the full earnings of your gamble. [[You will be paid in full, but it may take some time. I'll have another character, a representative of Templeton's 'Estate' take out a loan.]]
To Partake of the Game; [[Send $5,000 dollars, and approach Arthur Templeton in-game; his phone number is listed, and if you wish, you may send a letter by Forum.]]
_________________ ~They're gonna hang me in the mornin', before the night is done, They're gonna hang me in the mornin', and I'll never see the sun.~Maxwell Murder wrote: Gordan and Praphet, you are the two halves of God.
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