Among Us

No one could determine who done it, who had killed poor Lime. Later in the navigation corner, red whispered to pink. "Good job, Lime was too noisy for his own good." There were a total of three imposters on board. Only the imposters knew who they were. Pink, red, and one more...

Red tilts his snack to Black as an offer before they chat. "Leg?" Black shakes no. "No thanks." Red's face hardens. "No? Come on, just a bite. You haven't eaten since the last ship we brought down. You'll give us all away sooner if you and your damn pride don't eat." Some silence fills their mouths.

"You're still not over what happened on the last ship, are you..." Red spoke lowly, his tone changing with spite in every word. "They are not the same person, they may share a color, but they are different beings. And what was that earlier, hm? You don't get to head-butt another crewmate. Get over it." Red hisses, spitting out some bad meat onto the floor; the acidic saliva leaves a burn mark on the floor.