The House: Casino Tycoon

You run the floor. The payout on every table is a dial, and the legal line is painted on every one of them. Las Vegas, 1977. No windows, no clocks. Set blackjack, roulette and the slot bank before the doors open. Then the night runs and it does not pause. Somebody is counting, somebody is marking cards, somebody is your own dealer. Every incident has a clock on it: pick who handles it (you, Gloria, Sal or Tommy), how hard, and what happens next, before the floor decides for you. Ten decisions a night. Every night closes with a receipt that names who carried the loss. Push the heat to 100 and the night ends early. The gaming commission audits on a schedule, and harder when the heat is up. Three findings and the licence is gone. - A twelve-night career on one casino floor - Every dial is visible to somebody: players, staff and the gaming board - Live incidents with recurring characters, each on a clock - A receipt every night: take, heat, and who paid for it - Several endings, decided by how you ran the place There is no real-money gambling here. Nothing is purchasable, nothing cashes out, and you never wager anything of your own. You are the manager. Free, supported by ads, with no in-app purchases.

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