Inspired after a scene/chapter in "One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest", one of the coolest books ever ^^;. It was also a semi-experiment in using mostly conversation and little description, and trying to show who was talking by how they talked and acted, without actually saying it was so-and-so. Did it work?

Disclaimer: I don’t own Monopoly.

"C’mon baby, big money big money, daddy needs another hotel! No~o!"
"My my my, my dear Nick you owe me $340."
"Dammit dammit dammit." The con artist muttered as he paid up and begrudgingly handed the dice to an eager Tori. "Now which poor soul has been getting too greedy…Rune!" The blonde elf crossed his arms and looked at the teen menacingly from his side of the table.
"It seems poor Mr. Rune has a terrible run-in at the Boardwalk, resulting in sales going down and the need to SELL the non-producing property—"

"Is ‘non-producing’ even a real word?" Nick asked suspiciously; Mir’r patted his shoulder. "Tatsu! Is ‘non-producing’ a word?!" Tatsu blinked at him owlishly from over a book on the couch, "You’re asking me?"

"Some Honors student you are." She blew him a raspberry.

"Gah! Anyways," Tori interrupted, "I pay $1000 to take out Rune for his Boardwalk! Gimme gimme!"

"Go away you incorrigible imp! I pay $2000 and counter you attack, then pay $1500—"

"That’s why I’m so poor!"

"—to take your Marvin Gardens."
"Dammit, not fair!"

"I believe the phrase it ‘Life’s not fair: get over it.’"

"You suck girly-man." The black girl steamed. He smiled at her faintly, "But you swallow." Mir’r looked scandalized, "Tatsu, I believe your 21st century Earth friends are corrupting our elf!"

"Hell yeah!" Tori agreed, "Your turn big man!" Sid took the dice and rolled. "Dang, that takes me to the homewrecker."

"Not quite dear, you’re in jail."
"What?!"

"No!"
"When the heck did that happened?!"

"Because of the SCANDAL involving you and a maintenance man at Reading Railroad I engineered for $4000!"

"Why does a scandal cost more than a hit…?"

"Where the hell is this chick getting all this money from?!"
"From ME dammit!" Nick glowered, the poorest person in the game.

"The point is, you can’t go unless you pay $50, roll doubles, or get a ‘get out of jail free’ card." Rune said; Sid grumbled. "At least this way you don’t have to pay Nick’s atrocious rent."

"Hello, I’m being poor over here!"

"Karma." Mir’r said, taking the dice from the board, "Which am I again? Oh yes, the hat."
"The bowler." Tori corrected with a snort from Nick, "You wouldn’t know the difference between a bowler and a top hat even if they had neon signs pointing to them."

"I don’t know, it kind of looks like a cowboy hat to me…"

"Bowler!"

"Top hat!"

"Bowler!"

"Top h—"

"—Collect $50 for every house and $100 for every hotel from every player."

"What?!" was the unanimous squawk. Mir’r shrugged, "It was worth a try." She put down her card, revealing what it really said: ‘Repairs: pay $40 per house and $115 for every hotel.’

"Ouch."
"That leaves me nearly broke; I don’t believe I need to roll again." She gestured to her double 4’s and the area she was in predominated by Rune’s hotels.

"Rune! You made Mir’r go broke!"
"It’s not my fault…"
"Yeah it is!"

"How?"

"You made her go broke!" He sighed, "Whatever Tori."
"Hah! Now it’s my turn to win all that money back!"
"I’m gonna take yer money an’ hang ya out to dry boy."

A roll of the dice.

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