Eliminated is a friendly party game for 2–8 blobs, in the sense that you arrive with friends and leave with fewer. The Game Master runs a mystery gauntlet of beloved childhood games, each retrofitted with a body count. The goal is brutally simple: outlast everyone. Survive a game and you move on to the next; lose one and your blob is sealed into a tasteful pink-ribboned box while the crowd claps anyway. The last blob standing keeps the Marbles ◍ and the bragging rights — everyone else keeps the box.
Get eliminated and your blob is dead for the entire series — you spectate the rest from the comfort of the afterlife. Last blob standing is crowned champion. No respawns, no take-backs, no HR.
Eliminations only cost you the round — everyone respawns for the next game, briefly forgetting the horror. Rack up the most points across the gauntlet to win. The therapy bill is the same.
The number of games can be a fixed count… or a Mystery the Game Master refuses to disclose until it's far too late to back out. 😈
Tap any game to read its rules and exact controls — the previews are live bot matches, not videos.
Every round is staged in one of 6 lovingly themed arenas, picked at random, because a little ambiance softens the carnage:
The movement games scatter glowing orbs — and every one is an identical, unmarked ❓ mystery. You won't know if it's a blessing or a curse until you grab it. Roughly half want you dead. Greed is a personality trait that gets blobs killed. Here's the full menu of what could be inside:
Move way faster, briefly, like your will to live.
Blocks one hit, freeze, or lava splash. Singular. Spend it wisely.
Become a tiny, nimble, harder-to-murder blob.
See in the dark. See exactly how doomed you are.
Your controls are REVERSED. Sincerely, the management.
Sluggish, syrupy, an easy target with extra steps.
Puff up huge — a bigger, prouder target.
Wibble-wobble. Your steering develops opinions of its own.
Night Mode (a Hardcore extra) drops random rounds into total darkness, so you can fail to see what kills you. You navigate by flashlight; grab a 🔦 Lantern powerup to extend the view, and your suffering.
The last round is always a decisive finale — a game that can crown a single survivor. Sometimes it's King of Lava Island (the floor turns to lava, the islands sink, last blob not-on-fire wins 🌋), but it might just as easily be a one-blob-left brawl, a final jump-rope, a sudden-death Simon Says, or a rock-paper-scissors bracket. Whatever it is, exactly one blob walks away.
Survive rounds to earn Marbles ◍ — the only thing here that outlives the players. Win the series for a fat champion bonus and a shiny title to lord over the deceased. Spend your hoard on fancier blobs and accessories (it does not improve your odds, only the optics of your demise). Totals are saved and ranked forever on the Wall of Survivors.
Blow your Marbles ◍ on cosmetics that ride over any blob — bought in the lobby under “Dress your blob.” You can wear one item per slot at once, so a hat, shades, a bandana and a little something behind the ear all stack into one magnificent ensemble that everyone sees in every game. It is purely decorative. You will look fantastic and die anyway.
Eliminated in Hardcore? Death is no longer a spectator sport. While the survivors fight it out, open the Dead Pool and wager the Marbles ◍ you earned this run on who'll be the last blob standing — so you keep earning from beyond the grave.
Don't feel like dying today? In the lobby, hit “Spectate & bet instead” to sit the whole run out. You never take the field and you never get culled — you just watch the little blobs suffer, and wager on the carnage from the comfort of The Gallery.