Among Us

Game One

(This will be in 3rd person. In this game, it's from what John sees ect (technically, it's Johns POV) )
(Also, this is the younger (80s) version of the band btw - but in modern time obviously)

Details:

Map: The Skeld
# imposters: 2
Confirm ejects: on
# emergency meetings: 1
Anonymous votes: off
Emergency cool down: 10s
Discussion time: 20s
Voting time: 120s
Player speed: 1x
Crewmate vision: 1x
Imposter vision: 1.5x
Kill cool down: 10s
Kill distance: normal
Task bar updates: always
Visual tasks: on
# common tasks: 1
# long tasks: 2
# short tasks: 3

~~ROUND ONE~~

John sighed in relief as the discord call fell silent. Crewmate. He had no experience with the game as a crewmate, let alone an imposter. Hell, the only one who had experience with this game was Adam! The bassists eyes skimmed the screen as he watched everyone split off.

Roger, Jim and Ronnie all went right, their characters fading into the shadows. Freddie, Anita, Brian and Adam all went off to the left - Anita had split off into another section of the ship as the other three headed onwards. Spike had gone downwards, quickly disappearing from view - whereas Sarina had simply stayed in the cafeteria. John only presumed she was completing a task, watching as the green bar jumped up before Sarina ran off - heading some where to the right.

John looked at his tasks. The task 'Admin: Swipe Card' seemed to be first on his list. What the hell was that? Where the hell was Admin? A small circular icon caught John's eye, it seemed to be some type of map. He clicked on it, the blueprint of the ship appearing before him. A little brown character stood still in the cafeteria, John could only presume it was himself. His eyes scanned the map, settling on the room named 'Admin'; located just underneath him.  A small smile appeared on the bassists face as he clicked off the map and moved his character, watching as the mini-crewmate (at least, that's what Adam said) followed suite.

Admin was a strange place. It had a table in the middle, some type of keypad off to the side, some small icons on the walls, and most importantly; a grey vent in the corner. Now, John didn't know much about this game - but he did know that vents meant imposters, as crewmates weren't able to use them. Still, John pressed onwards, focusing his eyes on the glowing part of the table. As he got closer, the 'use' button lit up, promoting John to press on it.

What appeared on his screen rather confused him. There was a wallet with some cards and a photo in, as well as some type of card reader. John tried pressing around his screen but to no avail, until his mouse clicked on a card - allowing it to enlarge and become moveable. The bassist could only presume that you had to swipe the card, hence the name of the task.

That proved more difficult than John could of ever expected. Each time he swiped, the reader would pop up a message along the lines off 'Too Fast', 'Too Slow' or 'Bad Reading'. A groan escaped him as he failed yet again, the task slowly infuriating him more and more. John damn near gave up before the digital card decided to work, forcing the screen down and replacing it with a 'Task Complete' message.
'Oh thank god.'

A glance to the top of the screen revealed that the crewmates weren't even 25% done with tasks, and John didn't know how many people had died. He looked back at his task list, seeing two tasks in a place called 'electrical'. One was a divert power, the other was an download. John shrugged before pulling up his map and walking out the room, the mini-crewmate following suite.

Adam had warned them all that electrical was a very dangerous place to be - as well as Navigation. But, John just wanted it over with. How bad could it be? He walked past a red gas can and down a hallway, turning right into electrical. There was a row of supposed electrical stuff obscuring the view of the back of the room - John wondered if that was the dangerous part. As his character walked around, he was met with a pink body , his wife's body, sliced in half - just falling over. John was quick, seeing a flash of cyan hop into the vents. Roger jumped back out almost immediately, John faintly heard the swoosh of the doors closing but..what could Roger do? He had a kill cooldown. Then, the soft glow of the 'report' button caught John's eye as he moved his mouse and clicked it.