Half-Light (Challenging:Success): Purple is Sus. Logic (Easy: Success): Hold it! We just started! Besides, there is literally no evidence whatsoever to prove that. Also, who is even purple? Electrochemistry (Medium: Success): The Bartender. He who keeps us from the nectar of the gods. Harry: You mean Garte? Half-Light: Of course. See how uncomfortable he is? He could strike at any moment, and you're helpless. Composure (Legendary: Success): Whoa! No need to jump any sharks. Just relax and think about this. (Morale: +1) Logic (Medium: Success): Yes. Thinking will do you some good. Harry: But why purple? What's so threatening about Garte? Half-Light: You don't know? It's obvious. Logic (Easy:Success): No. It isn't. Perception (Godly:Success): Wait a minute... it is! Look at him! He shot a small grin, barely noticeable. Reaction Speed (Challenging: Failure): And it was quick, too. Too quick to tell. Authority (Legendary: Success): I have had enough of this purple slander! How do we know it isn't White? Harry: Who's White? Half-Light: It isn't White. Your emotions betray you. Authority (Medium: Success): Try me, prick! I'll throttle you! Physical Instrument (Formidable: Failure): Only the fights in your head can be won. Remember that. (Morale: -1) Volition (Godly: Success) Those are the only ones that matter. (Morale: +1) Harry: Thanks, Volition. Volition: No problem. Half-Light (Easy: Success): Congratulations on your mental health, fucker. There's still a maniac among us. Conceptualization (Challenging: Failure): Harry: Narrator: Soon enough, you come across your first dead body. A bone sticks out from the cartoonishly orange body. Espirt De Corps (Godly: Success): On a cloudy day, the Liutenant is playing Among Us on the Nintendo Switch. He is calm, but slightly irked, for he has died. He mutters a soft, but stern phrase. Half-Light (Medium:Success): "Fuck you, Garte." Espirit De Corps (Impossible: Success): Yes, actually. Authority (Challenging: Success): Bullshit! Half-Light: Ha! I was right! Empathy (Medium: Success): Poor Kim... Perception (Impossible: Success): If you all would shut up, you would be more concerned about the obvious venting that occured. Half-Light (Easy: Success): We're fucked. Turn off the switch! Disconnect! (Morale: -1) Endurance (Challenging: Failure): Ugh... your heart can't take the stress. (Health: -1) Composure (Godly: Failure): Fuck! Ok, stay calm! Breathe, dammit! Half-Light (Medium: Success): Death is near! Endurance (Challenging: Failure): We can't fucking breathe! Why can't we breathe?! Drama (Godly: Success): Get a grip! I know an overreaction when I see one. Sire, just remember: This is a game. It's not real. Half-Light (Impossible: Failure): Well... uh... Rhetoric (Easy: Success): What a poor ass argument! All that paranoia, and for what? Composure (Medium: Success): Right. We all buckle under pressure sometimes. But not now. Breathe. (Morale: +1) Endurance (Easy: Success): Oh, thank fuck! It's air! Your tar infested lungs thank you! (Health: +1) Electrochemistry (Medium: Success): Mmmmm.... tar. Conceptualization (Easy: Success): Like the one who vented. Tar black. Volition (Challenging: Success): Really? Shame on you for withholding that valuable piece of information! Authority (Medium: Success): On behalf of all of us purples so wrongly accused, you should throw him out of the airlock. Assert your dominance. Harry: Red Check: +3: Saw him vent. +1: Avenger of Purple Thoughts -1: Kim blamed Garte. Roll Check: Success! Narrator: You slam that button down as if you were a human guillotine. Everyone comes to order as you make your case against Black. They hang onto Every. Single. Word. Suggestive (Medium: Success): It arouses you. Such power only makes you harder. Volition: (Challenging: Success): Gross... but you earned it. Now, Black shall come to justice. Tommy Le Homme: Damn... oh well. Nothing to lose sleep over. Authority (Easy: Success): You are the Among Us King! Players will tremble in fear of your skill. Logic (Easy: Success): Still one more imposter... Harry: "No. I am the king." Authority: Fuck yeah you are. Half-Light (Medium: Success): Alright, your majesty. Begin your reign with blood. Kill Garte.
