-~Cherry's POV~-
It was the start of a new day, though you can barely tell between day and night on the spaceship, if not for the clock. "It's been 24 hours since the meteoroid incident," announced Who when he walked into Cafeteria. "The imposters are now officially killing machines."
I felt anxious. What if the imposters attacked me? Who will help tidy Carrot's mess of a room then?
The pile of pancakes on my plate didn't seem so appetizing anymore.
After everyone finished eating breakfast, I looked at my list of tasks. I had to Inspect Sample, Swipe Card, Clean O2 Filter, Unlock Manifolds, Start Reactor, Fuel Stations, Chart Course and Stabilize Steering. I stood up to go to by nearest task (Swipe Card) when I was stopped my Angel. "Hey" she greeted. "Umm hello?" I said "Need any help with a task?"
"Not exactly," Angel said "Follow me. I want to show you something."
I put both my hands up in a mock surrender pose. "Please don't let this be my death."
Angel chuckled. "Relax! It's just a task I want to show you."
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We both entered Weapons. Angel sat down in a blue chair and put Rosie on her lap. She then took the joystick controls and started aiming asteroids on a screen. "Look outside" she instructed. I peered out of the little window. Outside, in space, two giant lasers were blasting down the asteroids. "That's so cool!" I gasped. Angel smiled, "That was a visual task. The Chief said that imposters can only fake tasks. So there are visual tasks to show our innocence. Pretty cool right?"
I nodded "Well I guess I can be your alibi then. At least one person here is innocent." I went to do my tasks then I looked back at Angel and Rosie. "Catch you later then!" I called. "Bye!" squeaked Rosie.
I picked up my tablet and ventured down into Admin. I had to apparently 'Swipe Card.' Honestly, it didn't sound too hard. There were three people already in that room. Who, Ebony and Not Blue were in the corner. I went up to them. From what I heard, they were talking about Ebony's pet hamster, Squeaks. Apparently, it can tap dance.
I went to the station where I was supposed to swipe my card. I took out my card and swiped it. Too fast. Try again the station beeped. I swiped a bit slower. Too slow. Try again the station beeped. Ok this was getting annoying. I swiped again at what I thought was a moderate speed. Bad read. Try again the station beeped. Just as I was pondering if it would be a good idea to smash my tablet onto the station, the station read Accepted. Thank you.
"That took way longer than it should have" I muttered. Just then Who broke away from the group in the corner and went to the station where you swipe your card. He took out his card and did one, clean swipe through it. Accepted. Thank you. First try?! That thing is rigged.
Suddenly everything went dark. Lights Sabotaged (0%).
Then a loud sound . It sounded like a megaphone. I looked down at my tablet. Dead Body Reported. And on that screen there was a cartoon of a white crewmate lying on the floor, a speech bubble with a skull emoji floating over the drawing. I raced to Cafeteria, Carrot, Who, Ebony and Squeaks following. Everyone was already in Cafe. On a seat was Rosie, in a foetal position. Her head was buried in her knees. From the occasional shudder she gave off, I could tell she was crying. I raced to try and comfort her.
"Rosie! What happened?"
Rosie didn't answer and continued crying. Why wasn't Angel comforting her?! She was after all her sister...
I glanced around. Angel was the only person not at the meeting.
"No... Not Angel..."
I looked down at my tablet. Angel's icon had a big red cross through it. But there was also another icon. It was a circle badge of some sorts with a single wing on it.
Rosie burst into tears again.
Not Blue regained his composure "Ok s-so we h-have to discuss Angel m-murder"
He turned to Rosie "Did you see who it was?"
Rosie sobbed "N-no. Angel threw herself at the front so that I w-wouldn't get stabbed. All I s-saw was r-red"
Everyone turned to stare at Riley. "Woah woah woah! It's not my fault I have a spacesuit the colour of blood!" he protested. Happy glared at everyone in Riley's defence. Jerome curled up two of his tentacles like fists and stood in an aggressive stance. Riley noticed his pet's demeanour "Calm down guys. I now you want to defend me but attacking them won't help."
Rosie continued to sob in the background.
Blueberry broke away from Bubblegum and snuggled up close to Rosie, in an attempt to get her to stop crying. Squeaks followed suit and even (somehow) tap-danced. Cogs rolled to Rosie and played a cheerful tune. Even Riley's headslug and Squig tried to help. Jerome hugged Rosie with two of his tentacles. Happy cuddled up next to her. Rosie stopped crying "Thanks" she sniffed "for trying"
I felt bad for her. The trauma the poor child must be feeling. It's more then what any ten year old should be experiencing.
"Do we have any leads?" asked Teddybear.
"Well for one thing it can't be Carrot, Ebony, Cherry or me" piped up Who "because we were all together before Angel's... murder"
I could tell that nobody wanted to believe that Angel was... dead. That she had been... assassinated.
King sighed "But that's only three people cleared in a crew of ten people!"
I looked down at my tablet. Oh shoot. The thing was timed. We only had 10 seconds to vote.
"So who do we vote?!" Carrot shouted, a hint of panic in her voice.
"I don't know! Whoever is the most suspicious I guess?" I yelled back.
"But we can't throw off an innocent! We don't have enough evidence!" Ebony protested.
"I think we should press the button at the bottom labelled 'Skip Vote.' It's probably the best option we have right now," King suggested.
Everyone skipped
King:
Riley:
Rosie:
Ebony:
Who:
Not Blue:
Carrot:
Bubblegum:
Cherry:
Teddybear:
Skip: 10
Rosie sighed "Angel I miss you"
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-~Among Us: Two Traitors~-
Fiksi Penggemar10 people trying to survive. 2 killers trying to hunt everyone down A dead body Accusations People being blamed for crimes they didn't do No-one is safe You've got nowhere to go Pinpoint the traitors or they'll be the doom of us Hurry They are her...