Just two assaulters. One is prepping for a melee attack.
ffs
Me after too many hours Enlisted.
I can’t fucking take it. I see an image of a random object posted and then I see it, I fucking see it. “Oh that looks kinda like the among us guy” it started as. That’s funny, that’s a cool reference. But I kept going, I’d see a fridge that looked like among us, I’d see an animated bag of chips that looked like among us, I’d see a hat that looked like among us. And every time I’d burst into an insane, breath deprived laugh staring at the image as the words AMOGUS ran through my head. It’s torment, psychological torture, I am being conditioned to laugh maniacly any time I see an oval on a red object. I can’t fucking live like this… I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t! And don’t get me fucking started on the words! I’ll never hear the word suspicious again without thinking of among us. Someone does something bad and I can’t say anything other than “sus.” I could watch a man murder everyone I love and all I would be able to say is “red sus” and laugh like a fucking insane person. And the word “among” is ruined. The phrase “among us” is ruined. I can’t live anymore. Among us has destroyed my fucking life. I want to eject myself from this plane of existence. MAKE IT STOP!
Teletubies remind you of among us? You are acting… suspiciously.
instead taking screenshot you should have shoot that german who is rushing from door
Don’t know what you’re talking about. I was in the navigation. I saw Conscript_Joe run past me to the storage, and a few minutes later the dead body was reported… Vote me if you want, but I’m telling you - I’m not the impostor.
Don’t know what you’re talking about. I was in the navigation. I saw Conscript_Joe run past me to the storage, and a few minutes later the dead body was reported… Vote me if you want, but I’m telling you - I’m not the impostor.
I’m going to execute all of you then myself with this MG 34. If everyone is dead no one can be sus
But then… who is going to work the comms?
If I ever decide to off myself I’m leaving behind a link to this topic as my suicide letter
I think I accidentally stumbled upon an interesting psychological phenomenon: looking at teletubbies makes people want to off themselves. This could explain a lot in behaviour of those who grew up watching this feverish dream of a kids program.