After two weeks later when Nagumo signed the "contract" in return for living here for whatever reasons that he didn't explain, Glamrock shutdown after too much AMOGUS is inputted in his A.I. mind.
Hmm, maybe we need a different approach in recruiting more members for the AMOGUS SUSCIETY. I mean, sure, it worked with Fushina, but I doubt that method will continue to work in the unforeseeable future.
That's why we need to step up our game, and by game, we're going to plagiarize the original Among Us game and turn it into our own thing. Ah, yes, committing crimes in broad daylight. I wonder how many crimes I did in the past whatever years I've lived.
Anyway, me and Amog Television left Glamrock in the basement until he comes back online. Meanwhile, we're going to go to Nagumo's house and ask for his permission to use his laptop to, you know, edit and photoshop our advertisement. And maybe create and code a game that will sell millions in the planet.
We're reaching levels that shouldn't be possible... maybe, I don't know. After we barged in Nagumo's house with no warning, Amog Television transformed into a supercomputer that is even faster than the universe itself and started to make the advertisements and coding the game.
Sooner or later, Nagumo woke up in his pajamas and saw me raiding his fridge while Amog Television do the stuff I asked... and maybe install some porn virus into his computer. That'll give him a nightmare in trying to fix his computer.
Nagumo: N-nani?! What are you doing here? And why are you stealing something from my fridge and that television person doing some weird things to my computer at 3 AM? Don't tell me this is a prank?
Sussy: Don't worry. It's not. But it's for the greater good for my SUSCIETY.
Nagumo: Ah, I think it's spelled soci-
Sussy: I don't care. What I care is you go back to sleep and pretend that this is all a dream.
Or a nightmare. Whatever you people want.
Nagumo: Huh, I don't think s-
PSSSSSSSSST!
I sprayed him with the chloroform sprayer straight into his face, then he collapsed on the ground. I carried him back to his bedroom and waited for Amog Television to finish the final product.
After waiting for so long, which is just under half an hour, the masterpiece has been completed.
Sussy: We need this, we're going to neo colonize the whole world.
Amog Television: Don't you mean colonize?
Sussy: No. When we're saying colonize, it means we're going have to commit atrocities to the native population, but when we're saying neo colonize it means we're going to coerce them to join us by delivering them the products that we made. Give it time and we'll neo colonize the planet in no time. We're not British or Vikings, y'know.
Amog Television: Whatever you say, sussy leader.
Amog Television went ahead first, but I saw something interesting in Nagumo's house. There's a Minecraft chest at the bathroom.
Sussy: Okay, that's kinda blocky, ngl.
I opened it and found a full stack of redstones in it.
Sussy: Hmm, I hope he's not OD with these cuz I'm not burying another body like last time. Yikes.
I just left the Minecraft chest alone and catch up with Amog Television. Some time later, we're back at our house, the HQ/HeadQuarters, if you want it that way.
Then all of a sudden, Fushina telepathically called me.
Sussy: [Yo it's your boi. Skinn-]
Fushina: [I heard that meme like a thousand times.]
Sussy: [Fine then. Why did you call me?]
Fushina: [There's this something that I want to tell you, but I don't think you can handle the truth.]
Sussy: [...Just tell me the truth!]
Fushina: [You can't handle the truth!]
Sussy: [Oh really? I have committed crimes in the past that you can't even fathom.]
Fushina: [Fine. I... I'm pregnant.]
Sussy: [...Really? That's all? Kinda sus to me. Who's the father?]
Fushina: [...It's Freddy. Glamrock Freddy.]
Sussy: [That shouldn't be physically, literally, realistically, physiologically, practically, convincingly possible... ever. But we have an outer god who's addicted to AMOGUS memes, so anything is possible, I guess.]
Fushina: [You're not mad or anything, right?]
Sussy: [No. I don't care, but I do care about the newborn being the new members of the AMOGUS SUCIETY. If that's all, I'm ending this call.]
Fushina: [Bye then. I won't be moving for another three months or so.]
Sussy: [Yeah, yeah, cya.]
The telepathic call ended. My guess tha she got pregnant when Amog Television wasn't guarding Glamrock... which shouldn't be possible at all, but I don't know and don't care.
Now, where was I? Oh yeah, the advertisements and the AMOGUS game. The advertisement will capture the attention of the general population, and the AMOGUS game will be the new top 1st game in 2022.
Sussy: Amog, did you post the ad and the game?
Amog Television: Done.
And with that, we've successfully finish the part on where we grab the attention from the unSUSpecting people. Now, we just wait.
Sussy: THIS WILL INCREASE THE POPULARITY OF THE SUSCIETY AND REDUCED THE TAX PERCENTAGE SO I WON'T HAVE TO COMMIT TAX EVASION AGAIN.
I said in my most menacing voice, which is kinda menacing, ngl.
[A/N: Advertisement, new AMOGUS game, the redstone drugs, the pregnancy of Fushina that shouldn't be possible at all, and no more tax evasion... probably. Anyway, here's the target for the next conversion process:
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There ya have it, folks. We have a winner. Cya next time.]
