Random Oneshots

5- SUS part 1 (Hermitcraft, misc. MCYT, Among us)

Mumbo facepalmed, sighing. "Your family is chaotic."

"Ooh, I should invite some people from Ariana's server, too."

"Just how many people are we inviting?"

"Uh.... Let me count," Grian muttered numbers and counted on his fingers. "Lots. Lots of people, because not everybody is going to agree to play a murder game."

"That is true."

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3 weeks, 16 hours of building, 8 hours of redstone, 78 phone calls, 32 rejected invites, and lots of stressing later, the Among Us minigame was complete and ready to be played. 26 players stood in a circle outside the entrance. The game itself was entirely contained within a mountain someplace east of the Soup Group's megabases. The entrance was reminiscent of the copper spaceship that Scar had built over the Boatem Hole last season.

The only person in the circle who recognised every single other player was Grian. He was standing closest to the door, ready to speak. He took a second to make sure everybody was here from the person on his left, all the way around the circle, to the person on his right. Mumbo, Scar, Tango, Iskall, Doc, Ren, Gem, Pearl, False, Cleo, Joel, Lizzie, Shelby, Scott, Owen, Soup, Jacaranda, Splash, Kelp, Jade, Viv, Ariana, Tommy, Ranboo, and Ellen. Everybody was here. Grian couldn't be more relieved that nobody had started an argument yet. Wait- nope. There it was.

"Jacaranda, I bet you're going to die first," Splash said.

"WHa- Splash!" Jacaranda flipped her long blue hair. "First of all, Scar is going to die first, but only because Jimmy isn't here. Second of all, you don't get an opinion because you're short."

Tommy heard this and started laughing. "Who do you think is shorter, Splash or my uncle?"

"HEY! I'M NOT SHORT!" This came from Splash, though Grian shared the sentiment.

Kelp literally lifted Splash up. "I think you're short. Sorry."

"Hey-" Shelby said. "Quit arguing, besides, I'm the shortest one here."

This prompted Scott to lift her up, which caused her to bite him. "OW! Rude."

"You deserved that," Joel said.

"EVERYBODY," Grian shouted. "Please be quiet. We're going to play Among Us now. I'm gonna shuffle these cards and hand them out. If you get one with a red dot, you are an Impostor." Grian did just that.

6 people in the circle got a card with a dot. 6 people were good actors. 6 people's eyes widened imperceptibly. 6 people gasped oh so quietly. 6 people changed, in ways that even the people who set this up didn't know.

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The group sat at the table. There was a button in the center that could bring them all there in an instant. Grian handed out lists of tasks. Everyone got similar, but not the same. The Impostors wouldn't be doing the tasks, of course, but the list was useful for faking.

"So, let's go, I guess?" Grian said, and the crew of the "ship" all got up, to find their bearings, to do tasks, or to rest.

Hours went by. I really had no clue what to do, since I was an Impostor. The other Impostors must have either been as indecisive as I am, or they did a good job hiding the bodies. I ducked out of my room, and saw nobody else in the hallway. This hallway isn't in the normal game, but it was necessary because this game could take days. I walked through the hallway, and eventually ended up near the Medbay.

I saw the perfect opportunity to get a kill, Scar was doing some wires in the corner. I pulled out my dagger, but he turned around. Crap, I can't hide it quick enough!