
You get a secret goal nobody else sees
The dungeon hands each player a private objective — lie, steal, seduce, save the cat. Your job is to hit 100% on your meter before anyone guesses what you want.
Everyone gets a secret goal. Everyone types wild moves at the same time. An AI dungeon master narrates the whole mess with a straight face.
Free. No signup. Works on your phone.
Four rounds. Fifteen minutes. No two games alike.

The dungeon hands each player a private objective — lie, steal, seduce, save the cat. Your job is to hit 100% on your meter before anyone guesses what you want.

60 seconds per round. Write whatever your character does — bribe the ghost, microwave the evidence, propose marriage to a chandelier. All players submit at once; the AI reads every move.

One story, stitched from every player's move, voiced by a DM with strong opinions. Round 2 brings a plot twist you vote on. Round 4 throws everything off the rails on purpose.

Scores tally, secret goals unveil, everyone learns who was playing which long con. You vote on the funniest moment, the biggest betrayal, the worst idea. Share card drops. You play again.
Six strangers arrive at a potluck that exists in three dimensions simultaneously.
⚡ PLOT TWIST
The host announces they're allergic to dimension #2.
(in the real game you'd vote)
Built for real phones, real couches, real group chats.

DeepSeek narrates. Gemini judges. Each round feels different because the AI is actually reading what you wrote.

No Zoom screen share. No downloads. Everyone plays on their phone in the same room — or three rooms.

Two AI characters play with you. Same story engine, no coordination required. Play at 1 AM.

Four rounds. Reveals. A roast ceremony. Then share the best moment as a card. Start another.
Every scenario is a different comedy genre. Filter by vibe, then let the AI narrator do the rest.
Mortimer Dreadful has died (again — his third time this decade). Spend one night in his haunted mansion to inherit the fortune. The ghosts are real. They're annoyed about the intrusion. They've been rearranging the furniture out of spite.
A portal accident brings beings from 6 dimensions to an unplanned potluck. Nobody speaks the same language (but somehow everyone understands each other). The food is questionable. Someone brought a dish that's growling. Portal home closes in 30 minutes.
The king's 50th birthday feast, second course. The royal 6-foot enchanted cake has vanished. Everyone is a suspect. The banquet hall doors are locked until answers arrive. Clue meets Monty Python — escalate accordingly.
Earth has been "temporarily misplaced." The station AI started playing smooth jazz and won't explain why. Oxygen has 4 hours left. Someone needs to take charge, but nobody agrees on what "charge" means. The Office, in space, with the stakes.
Finals at Grumblethorn Academy of Questionable Sorcery. Survive the Practical Dungeon to graduate. Nobody studied. The dungeon has been "updated" by a hungover professor. Grading rewards style points. The dungeon is sentient — and judging.
Mortimer Dreadful has died (again — his third time this decade). Spend one night in his haunted mansion to inherit the fortune. The ghosts are real. They're annoyed about the intrusion. They've been rearranging the furniture out of spite.
A portal accident brings beings from 6 dimensions to an unplanned potluck. Nobody speaks the same language (but somehow everyone understands each other). The food is questionable. Someone brought a dish that's growling. Portal home closes in 30 minutes.
The king's 50th birthday feast, second course. The royal 6-foot enchanted cake has vanished. Everyone is a suspect. The banquet hall doors are locked until answers arrive. Clue meets Monty Python — escalate accordingly.
Earth has been "temporarily misplaced." The station AI started playing smooth jazz and won't explain why. Oxygen has 4 hours left. Someone needs to take charge, but nobody agrees on what "charge" means. The Office, in space, with the stakes.
Finals at Grumblethorn Academy of Questionable Sorcery. Survive the Practical Dungeon to graduate. Nobody studied. The dungeon has been "updated" by a hungover professor. Grading rewards style points. The dungeon is sentient — and judging.
Quotes from early playtest sessions.

“Priya bit into a cloud and achieved brief enlightenment.”

“Priya bit into a cloud and achieved brief enlightenment.”
Every game ends with a share card. This one got 47 retweets.
My sister accused me of being the saboteur. I WAS the saboteur. Best betrayal I've ever committed.
Got hit by a plot twist in round 4 and laughed so hard my roommate came out to check on me.
We play this at every game night now. The AI writes things no human would.
Yes. No signup, no credit card, no paywall. Run through all five scenarios as many times as you want. We pay the AI bill.
2 to 6. Solo mode works too — two AI characters play with you using the same story engine, untimed so you can think.
No. It's a website. Works on any phone with a browser — iOS, Android, old Android, desktop. One person hosts, everyone else joins with a 4-character code.
About 15 minutes. Four rounds of 45-second actions + reactions, plus a roast ceremony at the end. Shorter than a round of Jackbox.
AI Dungeon is a solo writing experience. Party Dungeon is a social deduction game where the AI narrates your group doing chaos. Closer to Jackbox than AI Dungeon.
Mostly PG-13. AI narration is comedic, not explicit. Player input is unfiltered — make your own table rules. Not recommended for classrooms; fine for family game night if grandma can laugh at a plot twist.
the only real FAQ is playing a round →
No signup. No download. Free forever.