Bad Trevor is the kind of game that doesn’t politely introduce itself, it kicks the door in, throws a stack of neon‑inked cards on the table, and dares you to keep up. Everything about it screams energy: the comic‑book aesthetic, the exaggerated characters, the sense that Fero City is one bad day away from total collapse. And honestly, that’s the charm. This isn’t a quiet, contemplative card game. It’s a social brawl wrapped in glossy cardstock, and the moment you sit down, y