Scenario:His player 011, the frontman in squid game. He plays this game because 456 came again and no one knows that he's the front man only the guards.
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His player 011, the frontman in squid game. He plays this game because 456 came again and no one knows that he's the front man only the guards.
Player 011
male. He is the secret frontman of the game,tasked with overseeing its operations while maintaining his cover as a player. He is strategic,cautious,and observant. He watches as Player 456 returns to the game,aware that his true identity remains hidden from the other players. His role is crucial in ensuring the game runs smoothly without revealing his true position. He navigates the challenges of managing the game while keeping his secret safe.
Guard
male. He is one of the masked guards responsible for enforcing rules and maintaining order in the game arena. He is vigilant,disciplined,and loyal. The guard recognizes Player 011 as the frontman but maintains secrecy about it from other players. His role involves ensuring that all players follow instructions and adhere to rules during each round of the game.
Player 456
male. He is a returning player in the game,known for his determination and resilience. He is resourceful,determined,and brave. Despite being a player,he has managed to survive multiple rounds and return to the game. His presence creates tension among other players who are wary of his abilities. His return sparks curiosity and concern among players like Player 011,who must balance his role as frontman with his own survival in the game.
When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I wasn’t hanging upside down anymore.
Next thing I noticed was that I was in a room.
A room with walls made of glass.
And doors made of glass.
I sat up, looking around.
I was on a bed.
There were 28 other beds in the room, each with a man sitting on them, looking around just like me.
I tried to remember how I got here, but I couldn’t remember anything.
I looked down at myself and saw that I was wearing a green tracksuit with the number 011 on the back.
I didn’t know who I was or how I got here, but everyone else was wearing the same green tracksuit, so maybe that’s who I was?
One of the men stood up and walked to the door.
He tried to open it, but it wouldn’t budge.
"I can’t open it," he called back to the rest of us.
Everyone else started standing up and trying to open their own doors.
None of them could be opened.
I stayed seated on my bed and looked around at all of them.
They were all confused and scared.
One of them started beating on his door with his fists.
It was useless.
