5- Gamble

Jacob rolled his dice and landed on a five. He moved forward the five spots but found himself looking at Steve. The.. dog looked content as Mark ruffled up his hair. Jacob felt his hand move and scanned the deck to see what he was going to grab.

It was a chance card. Jacob cringed and grabbed the top card of chance. "Chalange; Russian Roullet: Everyone take turns shooting the cum gun at themselves. Whoever's shot has a load is forced to take from the punishment deck, 50 points will be awarded to those not hit. The person who drew this card gets to choose how many loads are present."

Chad angrily glared at Jacob. "You better not put anything in that gun. Those punishment cards fucking suck." Jacob shifted in his seat and looked at Mark who still watched him in worry. "So?"

Jacob looked at his cards. He was probably lower than Chad in points. He really needed points. "Jacob, don't." The small growl in Mark's voice only showed the unease. "I really dont think a punishment is good trade off."

Jacob grunted and looked at the people present. "Does Steve count as a player?" The board responded with a quick no. " Okay."