The bachelorette, turned into a game show — built from your group’s own inside jokes, played on everyone’s phones. You do almost nothing. It somehow kills.
Run by a host who’d rather die than pass around a quiz she printed off the internet.
What it is
Party games are mortifying. You’re the one running them, praying the whole time it doesn’t bomb. This one is built entirely around the bride: her people, her history, the stuff only this group would get. Set it up, invite the group, press play. We do the rest.
How it works
Step 01
Pick the bride, name your party, send your group one link. Five minutes, tops.
Step 02
Your group answers a few questions in advance — about the bride, about themselves, about the night. The partner answers too. Nobody sees what’s coming.
Step 03
It all comes back as a finished game, built around your group — written up, formatted, ready to run. You skim it, cut anything too far, done.
Step 04
Everyone joins with a QR code — no apps, no logins — and plays along on their phones while the show runs on the big screen. It builds to an awards ceremony nobody asked for.
The agenda
Polling the room to see who’s awake.
A pop quiz on just how deranged the bride actually is.
Questions are asked, judgments are made.
Gloriously dumb ideas, ranked.
A winner’s crowned, everyone gets a prize — merit optional.
Where it’s going
Same idea for any group looking for a ridiculous excuse to be in a room together.
Try it, roast it.
We’re brand new, and we want a few real groups to run it and tell us the truth — was it funny, did it land, would you have paid for it? Got a bachelorette coming up, or just a group that likes each other? You get it free. We get honest feedback. Everyone wins except our dignity.
No apps, no logins, nobody put on the spot.
Yes, a stranger on the internet is offering you a free party. No, we’re not going to murder you.