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"Mhm hm. Uh uh." She wrote down the names on a clipboard, tracking down every person who was participating, as they enter a portal.
"Thank you ash!"
"Cleanup... Cleanup... everything is filthy."
"Yawnnn..."
Ash sweat dropped but said nothing as she watched them go through, her gaze lingering for a moment on the guy who had yawned. She considered saying something but hesitated, opting instead to act nonchanlant and silently continue to scribble names down.
'...?'
Then the portal flashed, instantly teleporting everyone inside a spaceship-like room. Rows of seats with seat belts lined the area. Okay, technically, this wasn't a spaceship.
Yet.
It was just the lobby.
"Alright, everyone! You'll all be playing a friendly game of murder mystery— I mean, among us!" Ash coughed loudly, clearing her throat. "Ahem. Anyway, can anyone guess how you play this game?"She scanned the odd-looking group, who, in fact, did not appear enthusiastic (at alll)Except for Tahudi, of course. So cute!She sighed.Tough crowd.
Time skip after she lectured them on how to play.
"Have fun!" she said, before disappearing through another portal. "Okay... who the hell was that?" a man with brown hair asked, lazily resting his cheek on his hand, looking thoroughly unimpressed. "Oh, her? That's my owner!" Tahudi said proudly.".....""...What?"
While most players got the Crewmate role. One, however, got the Imposter role..
Cem snickered as he crept up behind someone, just as he was about to pull out his knife she turns around.
Reluctantly, he quickly conceals it behind his back.
"Hi thereee, I'm Mari!" She boomed.
He froze. The girl with dark blue pigtails and red ribbons smiled widely at him, shaking his hand vigorously. "And you are?"
Cem sweat dropped by her over-enthusiastic personality, "Ah, I'm-"
g-gasp!
Cem stiffened, slowly, he turned around to see the same black cat. Okay, so what? Well, from that angle Tahudi could clearly see the knife that he was so desperately trying to hide. Another sweat drop.
Very Intense staring....
ZOOOOM.
Tahudi bulks it.
Cem immediately gave chase. 'Damn it! He's going for the report button! I won’t let him!'
"Goddamnit, fuck! This place is a fucking maze!" Tahudi screamed as he ran from the imposter.
Sprinting at full speed, barely dodging walls. He stumbled into a room— there was someone else here!
"Hey!!! you!! help me-"
SLASH.
Sun's depressed eyes lingered on the cat’s bloodied body for a moment before he turned away, mumbling something about "having to clean up" or "this whole place being filthy." proceeds to bang head on the wall repeatedly.
IMPOSTER VICTORY
Cem won—effortlessly so. But maybe that was because nobody really tried...or because he took out the smartest player first. Thinking back to the first body discussion, Cem remembered how absolutely no one took the game seriously. They all just voted for themselves. He could've sworn he even heard the sun guy whisper, "Everyone vote me, please." Jeez… these guys had some real issues. Well, at least he wasn’t like that. And he never would be. Yep, definitely......
Back in the lobby.
Tahudi was fuming. Stupid kid! How dare he kill him! The audacity! (killing game btw.) And Cem looked unbearably pleased with himself, basking in the glory of his first win.
Round 2.
While Tahudi busied himself with tasks, he also kept a very watchful eye. Don’t trust anyone. Yeah. Don’t.
"Heyyy, kitty cat!" The boy with curly brown hair said.
"Fuck you want from me?"
"Oh, nothing really. It’s just—" The boy sighed, tilting his head toward the door. "I found a body right outside."
Tahudi’s gaze flicked past him, landing on Sun’s lifeless body sprawled across the floor, with his cheeks out.
That body definitely wasn’t there before.
"You… it’s you again—"
BODY REPORTED.
"?!"
Tahudi, along with all the other crewmates, suddenly found themselves at the discussion table.
Tahudi looked back and fourth.
A long, drawn-out sigh came from one brown-haired man, Tord was his name. "Who did it?" he asked, sounding like he couldn't care less.
"Yeah, people! Who was it...?!" Mari clung to his arm, repeating what Tord said in a mysterious and eerie tone.
He shoved her off.
Tahudi sweat dropped, before turning to Cemilo—who was looking at him with the smuggest expression imaginable.
The brat had self-reported? Why-?
"IT WAS THIS CAT!!" Cemilo suddenly wailed. "H-he tried to kill me!" He sniffled dramatically. "B-b-but luckily, I reported the body before he could get me!" cries
A collective gasp rippled through the group.
Tord tilted his head. "Okayyy, but how do we know it’s not you?"
"YEAH, EXACTLY—" Tahudi shouted.
"Ermm, actually, I got murderer last round," Cemilo defended, raising a finger.
Tord shrugged. "Aight, fair point."
"You're so smart, Tordy~" Mari cooed.
Anyway, everyone votes the cat.
TAHUDI WAS NOT THE IMPOSTER
"..."
Tord blinked. "Well fu—"
double kills them.
Moving on... Round 3 and 4, Cemilo is somehow the imposter again. And somehow… no one ever votes him out. Even when he gets caught. What kind of luck—?! At this point, Tahudi is convinced there's a glitch in the system. Because HOW is he getting it every single time?
And worse of all—that brat keeps targeting him!
Seriously, Tahudi is actually losing his mind.
After the 5th round a portal opens up, signaling the end of the game. The group steps through, landing back in the lobby—where the same floating girl is waiting for them.
"Welcome back!" she says excitedly. "I hope you all enjoyed the game! Now, I will show you your new home." she bowed gracefully.
Tahudi, utterly drained, hunched over. He didn’t even have the energy to speak anymore and just nodded.
And then they were teleported—
INTO THE MULTI.