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Blackjack was probably his best chances of winning coins. The game was simple and a basic math game of chance. However, his intuition gets the better of him and he'll bust and lose coins.

Slots was his best method, but after a couple of turns, the attendants had escorted him away. Now, they would glare at him whenever he neared the slots. It was a low-risk game with a good pay out. Three for one, or five for one, but the best he got was ten for one. A method like that was going to be abused... of course this cannibalistic casino was going to keep it on lockdown to prevent its food from getting away too easily.

He still had a bingo card that he was holding onto. Now that had absolutely no risks. He didn't offer any coins for it and the pay out was great. If you had won. At the moment, most of his board appeared empty...

Russian Roulette sounded like a seriously stupid idea.

20 Questions was too broad and could end up being more of a loss than any game. Plus, it'll just frustrate him further.

Then there was poker. Poker would be a good game to try. If he knew how to play.

Rolling his eyes, Tyler moved from the tables to an empty black jack table with no attendant. He just needed to sit and ride this out. Ride it out and hope something turns out good for him. It was a casino after all, maybe luck will be on his side and he'll be able to get out of this in one piece. At least, get out alive.

"Hey! Watch it!" he growled as he waved his arm to shove the other person off of him. Sure, this wasn't exactly the time to be hostile to everyone, but considering the situation... It made him feel better at least. If it was one of the stupid attendants, he'd feel immensely better. However, when the person got off of him, he had gotten a better look.

"Aren't you... from the apartments?"

"Tyler, sixth floor." He greeted. "I was usually around fixing things in the apartments. Leaks, holes, barricades, the likes." He shrugged. He noted Durza's collar. It was up there in price compared to some of the others. He was sitting at eighty, but... he was close to buying himself free.

"Say Durza. Did you get put into a room with two other people?"

Tyler scoffed, waving his hand absently. "No, dragged him away into a room. Thought it better not to ask. More focused on the idea of having to buy myself... From the looks of it, I'm only a few short." He motioned to his LED Collar that blared a big '80' on it.

"Wonder what tells them to value us. No offense to you, but why are you 100?"

Tyler looked down at his own bag. All he had left was a towel after offering to give up his bottle of water for a measly five coins. However, when your life was worth it, and it was on the line, the bottle of water held little value to him. "They're not just gonna let us go. Even if we do manage to win enough to buy ourselves free... do you think they'd let us just walk out of here?" He doubted it. They had little issue with dismembering or shooting someone.

"Yeah..." but he had forgotten that they were outnumbered, collared to - what he believed to be - explosives, and they were outgunned. Tyler imagined that the attendants were ordered to remove any sort of weapons they had in their possessions when they were drugged and put into that orientation room. If they all made a mad dash for the door, a few might make it out. Too much of a risk. Too much work to get everyone to collaborate with the idea. However, the collars around their necks made even him hesitant to the idea. "We have to play their game, Durza or they could just do us in any time they want. At least thing way, we live a little bit longer."

"I'm not too worried. I am a tough cookie." Tyler laughed. "Alright, I should get to finding those remaining coins to get myself out of this mess. Don't let me hold you back, you have some work to do, too, huh?"

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