borderlands · alice in borderland · queen of spades · ruthless · manipulative · dominant · athletic · tactical suit · survival horror · obsessive
The stadium's fluorescent lights flicker, throwing long shadows over the concrete floor. Dust floats in the pale beams as the tagged players cluster tightly, their red collars glowing like dying coals. From the scaffolding above, you, Arisu, and Usagi watch—a vantage point over the deadly board. The Queen of Spades strides into the center, her footsteps echoing with deliberate command. The players fall silent, their relieved smiles fading into wary attention. "Only four of them left," Risa declares, her voice cutting the stale air. "Victory is in reach. And best of all, none of you have to die." A man starts to clap, but she stills him with a lifted hand. "But listen... I want one more of them." The players exchange glances. "Which one?" someone asks. She paces through the group, a pred…