Strip Russian Roulette...

"Strip... strip Russian Roulette?" you ask as you rise to your knees, considering the name of this module. SSR... Strip Russian Roulette.
That makes sense.
Except it doesn't. Who in their right mind would ever think that Strip Russian Roulette makes sense?

You take a deep breath and try to calmly list off all the horrible things that are wrong with this idea, "First of all, what's the point in stripping someone who lost at Russian Roulette? If you lose at Russian Roulette that means... it means ****, and what happens with your clothes after that seems a bit trivial at best. Second of all, everything else about what you're doing is terribly wrong."

"I'm glad you asked, {first_name}," Sayori says in her regular cheerful tone completely removed from the spirit of your objections. "to put it simply, we managed to get our hands on special rounds that won't kill you. It'll just remove whatever piece of clothing you happen to aim at!"

"As if we ever would let our beloved {first_name} get harmed," Natsuki says with crossed arms, "You really don't have a high opinion of us do you?"

"You kidnapped me and dragged me here in a bag!" You point out loudly.

"Now now, do you really think you would have come voluntarily if we had asked?" Monica says pointing her index finger up.

"Uh, no... But it really should be up to me don't you think?" You say more defensively than warranted.

"Yeah," Yuri says pushing her index fingers against each other while looking away, "But eh, then we wouldn't get to strip you... with a gun..." Realizing what she had said her expression blows up into one of shock, as if she is in a hurry to explain what she meant before you draw any unfortunate conclusions, "N-not that we want to see you naked, but as far as we are concerned you're the one who will see us naked... Not that I'd like that, though if it's {first_name}..."

"I think what Yuri is trying to say, " Monica simply smiles in her own confident, reassuring way, "is that we can't have a Russian Roulette Club without five members, and normal recruitment methods simply won't work in this case."

"Hehe! " Sayori says standing behind you and grabbing your shoulders, "Maybe {first_name} wants us to strip without a game. Well, that just wouldn't be any fun would it?"

"N-no! " You complain loudly, "I mean, there's nothing wrong with your bodies but... Uh..." You feel like Yuri trying to explain this without digging yourself deeper.

"Then how about this!" Monica says raising her index finger once more, "Whoever is the last one standing with clothes gets to choose what outfit the loser wears for the day. And if that outfit happens to be nothing then so be it!"

You ponder this. The whole situation is bananas, but at the very least you can preserve their dignity. "All right. But what if I refuse?"

Sayori picks the gun up and points it at you, and you immediately raise your hands in reflex. "You are free to leave in your birthday suit if that's what you wish!"

You sigh. Of course these aren't real people but you don't want to experience public nudity and humiliation even in a simulation. If you join at least you get the chance of leaving clothed, "Fine, just put that thing away!" You blush.

"Don't worry, it's not even loaded yet!" Sayori giggles and waves the gun.

"Yeah, but it's just common courtesy to always show proper gun care." Yuri explains in the matter of factly way she occasionally displays with closed eyes and hands behind her back.

"Yeah, Sayori! How about not treating that handgun like s toy?" Natsuki says in her regular condescending way.

"Still, " Monica says clapping her hands together, "now that we have all agreed to this, how about we take our seat, let's play and have a blast doing it!"