Narrator's POV
It was already night time, and everyone is... not asleep yet. Well, almost everyone, anyway. Why? Because they're still playing Among Us on their phones. Only the radical witch, the vegetarian megalodon shark, and Cyanitratick are already sleeping. The rest, Mementicspielt is having the time of his life doing a killing spree on the crewmates.
"I won again." Then he heard someone shouting again for losing a game of Among Us. He just silently laughed at this and continue to play Among Us.
About the game...
'Among Us is a science-fiction murder mystery game that follows a group of Crewmates who have Imposters among them. The Impostor's goal is to Sabotage their ship and kill everyone. The Crewmates need to complete tasks and vote out the Impostor.'
'You're goddamn right, schizophrenia. Now back to the game.'
I tell him some interesting facts that are straight out of the Among Us wikipedia. Interesting, ain't it? And Mementicspielt is still winning the game with no losses. This guy is either smart or just lucky... must be the latter one.
Mementicspielt's POV
I hear something outside. Something or someone is messing with the dumpsters. Oh no, don't tell tell me there are those humanoid animals again?
"...There's no pause in online game, but the game has not started yet. I'll go outside in the mean time." I put my phone down and head out.
Minutes has passed, and I saw something moving in the dumpsters. They have like cat ears, but kinda look like pikachus? "What the hell am I looking at?" I get a closer look and saw that they're like Mogegege. "Huh... I'm feeling recruiting more employees right now."
I walked closer to them.
"Hey, wanna join my... agency?" Yeah, I'm calling it that.
"Moge?"
"Umm, is that a yes?"
"Do you have... internet, so we can access the X websites, moge?" Oh, I know that they're talking about.
"We have. If you join the agency, then I will let you access the said website. Do we have a deal?" I waited for him to handshake my hand.
"Deal, moge." Then we handshake. He never even read the paper... not like I'm going to make them read it, I'll not allow it, lmao. I gotta make him sign the contract, though.
"Moge! Come out, we got a good deal here!" I saw seven of those moge thingies come out from the dumpsters. Most of them are yellow, but some are white. Damn, I feel like I'm racist... nah, you people call it racist, but I call it classification.
"Enter the gas station, then." Then the rest is history. Well, not really, but you get the point.
After they're nowhere near in hearing range, I can now... you know what, I'll think in my head. 'Good, once they're inside, they'll somehow join my agency for no goddamn reason. But if it benefits me, then that's that.' I entered the gas station next.
Narrator's POV
Some hours later for the last time!!!
Mementicspielt's POV
Hmm, the eight moge thingies that I hired are following orders from Mogegege. Suffice to say, they're doing pretty well, actually. I guess working with the same species does finish things faster... or is it just them? I don't care as long as it works.
"Hey guys, watch this." I hear Ovis said. Nobody is watching him except for me. I saw him on the top of the shelves at aisles A-2.
"Do a flip!" I shouted. He probably heard that, but there's a chance that he didn't. I watched him nonetheless.
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Cluster Of Idiots
AdventureMementicspielt lost all of his money due to his addiction of gambling. Can't pay his taxes, so he has no choice but to commit tax evasion. Along the way, he saw a person on the ground. He took notice of the significant features of this person... he...
