[hiraeth + hound]

The yellow crewmate!
(Choosing 'imposter' will change their shine to a knife instead.)

For this competition:
Tell me about a time they felt betrayed.

( 500 word max )



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username:
name:
crewmate or imposter?:
prompt answer:



[s] hair
[c] tail
[uc] fur, ears

[osamu]

username: dirty crime boy
name: iumvs
crewmate or imposter?: imposter
prompt answer: wip (telling their friend that they were imp, said friend outing them)

[emh]

username: maybe i was boring
name: Tyr (short for tyrany)
crewmate or imposter?: Crewmate
prompt answer:

" Alrighty! Wires are done, how are your tasks going, Green? " Tyr asked, turning to her friend.
The green Kalon seemed to jump slightly when hearing the voice of the other, but they quickly replied.
" Oh.. yeah. They are going well! "
" Good to hear that! I just have one more task in here and then I am good to go! "
Tyr finished her last task quickly, but when she turned to announce that to her friend, there was no one in sight.

" Hmm.. Strange. Maybe they went to do a task elsewhere! " She said, walking out of electrical and down the hall towards communications.

As she approached, she couldn't help but hear the sound of metal against metal in the room.
She entered and was shocked by the sight.
Who she thought was her dearest friend, Green, was standing, knife in hand, pointing it at a fellow crewmate.

" Green? "
She stepped back out into the hall, before bolting down corridors and finally hitting the emergency meeting button.

" Yellow, what happened? Why did you call a meeting? " Red asked, confused.

" I saw Green with a knife! They were about to attack blue in comms! "
Yellow felt betrayed, to say the least. Someone she thought she could trust was the imposter.

quickly, the pad pinged as all her fellow teammates voted for Green, and the visual of green floating off into space appeared on the screen.

Green was An Imposter.
0 Imposters Remaining

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[sodatab]

username: Duckii
name: pepsi
crewmate or imposter?: Imp
prompt answer:

(Based on a true story)
I was imposter. It happened in electric, and I had this friend who I thought I could trust, so I vented in front of them. The stopped. Then went crazy. They ran towards the button, and I realized that from that moment on, I couldn't trust anyone. Nah, jk. I still trust people, but not until I KNOW. Anyway, I felt rly betrayed that time and I still get a bit triggered XD

[honeycreeper]

username: honeycreeper
name: honey
crewmate or imposter?: crewmate
prompt answer: [500/500]

Soft touches and simple words were enough to make my heart stutter and stop. Her eyes were always so lively, full of love and a gentleness that I could only hope to draw in my dreams. Her embrace took me by surprise each and every time, for I wasn’t used to such caring gestures. She was everything I ever needed. Everything I ever wanted.

When we set off to reach the stars together, I was ecstatic. To land onto Polus was the endgame; we’ve been training together for years to complete this mission. In fact, our first kiss was in the middle of a sparring match. I still remember how much I blushed afterwards. Anyways, I’m getting ahead of myself. That was the past – and this is the present. This is my endgame.

We started on The Skeld, where everything went perfectly. Everyone did everything by the books – we all bonded as a team. Of course, I had thought of the consequences of taking on this job, and took it in stride. In fact, I had us up and running in a little under a week when we had broke down on that planet. We were well on our way to Mira HQ.

The trip didn’t take too long; in fact it took only about a month. My lover and I became closer. She knew almost everything about me (hey – a girl’s gotta keep a secret), and I, her. That’s why I knew something was going wrong in the first place – how I knew before the first emergency meeting was called. I always suspected that the trip to Polus could turn darkside – and it did. Blue was missing for a week before someone had watched the cameras and saw them being ejected into space.

I had broken down that night, while my lover held me tight and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. What if she was next? What would I do if she was gone? I would be nothing without her – I was convinced. I decided, right then and there, that I would protect her with my life.

We landed on Polus that next morning.

Dropship first – then go to the office. Meet her at the cameras and maybe give her a kiss or two. Run to the Specimen Room. This was how my first day on Polus was supposed to go – if I didn’t run into my lover in decontamination. She was coughing this morning, but I had thought nothing of it. Until, in the gaseous room, her coughing turned into hacking. I had layed a hand on her back, but she pushed me away. Her strength was nothing that I had ever felt before. The walls cracked behind me and the room flashed red. As she turned black eyes onto me – I knew that this was my end.

I embraced her with open arms, and took the betrayal in happily. If I were to leave this world, I would gladly have it be done by her hands.

[turnip_soup]

username: sad.frog
name: tarter
crewmate or imposter?: crewmate
prompt answer: wip

[Checkinder]

username:
Checkinder
name:
Sol
crewmate or imposter?:
Crewmate
prompt answer:
"I can trust you, right?" Sol turned to her friend, a smile on her face. He had been following close behind her, watching her back as she went through her tasks. Nothing seemed wrong. They'd been friends for so long! She'd trust him to the ends of the earth and back!

"Of course." He returned the kind smile, resting one kind paw on her back. "We'll make it through this."

Sol turned back to her download, attention turned away from the room. She was oblivious to the other dark shadow lurking in the vent and the knife and crossed fingers held behind her friend's back.

"I'll keep you safe. No one can hurt you, Sol. No one ever will and no one ever will again."

She staggered, turning to look at her friend as he stood over her. Her download was forgotten and her tablet clattered to the ground, the progress being lost.

"I-" She choked out, salty tears stinging her eyes. "I trusted you-"

He knelt over her, blocking her from view from the hallway.

"I promised no one would hurt you and this is the best way."

Sol felt the comforting darkness creeping at the edges of her visions. She'd be safe, yes, but her heart was wounded. When they returned to the dropship to play the game again, she wasn't sure she'd be able to face him again. She'd live, she'd be safe, but at what cost?

[Takk]

username: Takk
name: Lumi
crewmate or imposter?: Crewmate
prompt answer:

The ship had been drifting among the stars for about five years now, the crew maintaining the ship and passing on the knowledge the gained back to Earth. The eldest of the group, Mitch, was the leader of this whole operation and slowly losing his enthusiasm towards space. They were scheduled to make a round back to Earth, the target day being only a week away, where Mitch would be taking a shuttle back to the ground and naming a new crewmate the captain. Lumi had joined the mission about two years after launch. His best friend, Baxter, had been on the mission since day one and served under Mitch his whole run. The two wandered down the halls to handle their daily tasks and ship maintenance, stopping at download to receive new information from the earth transmission.
"I'm excited to see earth again!" Lumi joked, smiling at his companion who seemed lost in thought. He stared deeply down at his tablet, frowning a little.
"Consider yourself lucky, I don't miss home anymore..." The frustration in Baxter's voice was slight, but Lumi knew it anywhere. Looking at his own tablet, he saw another war had broken out and been solved with outstanding violence...
Days before the dispatch of captain Mitch, a meeting was called to appoint his successor. Being the formal man he was, he flattered his whole crew with a feast and compliments. "It was the hardest decision of my whole career here, but I've decided through hard work, dedication, enthusiasm and his natural talent settling you hot heads down... Lumi shall lead from now on." Raising his glass, the crew cheers his name and beings to flood him for congrats and hugs. Him? Captain?
The day before the pod was scheduled to be sent, Lumi and Baxter were in the docking room, feeding the computers the information needed to send and receive a pod. Given the gap in technology since the ship was first built, a little updating was always needed to avoid stressing the system or causing accidents.
"All good here, captain." Baxter says, turning away from the computer and moving to a pod. Lumi turned away from his station to double check the coding, nodding in approval.
"This is all coming together well, great work!" He says cheerfully, hearing a grunt in return. Lumi dismisses it, gliding over the computers and checking them off. He stopped at pod's computer, noticing something a little off. "Baxter, did you check this already?"
Silence followed. Shaking his head, he looked over the connection seeing the pod's computer linked to a difference source, a tablet... Suddenly, there was a hot, bright flash followed by black silence.
His eyes couldn't open, but muffling filled his ears as he came too, hearing Baxter growling.
"He checked everything off, you can see his notes that all the computers were operational. He messed up the pod and he doesn't deserve to be captain!" He kept talking, but Lumi stopped listening. He wasn't fit, huh..? (500/500)

[nermal1999]

username: nermal1999
name: Bliss
crewmate or imposter?: crewmate
prompt answer:
It was going to be, a long trip through space,
So we all made sure to pack plenty supplies.

Especially food, I myself made sure to pack plenty of snacks for those midnight munchies.
I packed different kinds of nuts, beef jerky, popcorn, chocolate bars, chips, and my most favorite bannana pudding cups!

But sense there was twelve of us, and pudding cups came in sets of six, I made sure to buy at least, eight boxes,
That why we each get four. I also made sure to write out little notes with our names on them, to attach to each pudding cup, that why we could keep track that everyone got their fair share.

That's what we did with everything, we split all the supplies among us all, to make sure everyone had enough supplies for the journey, and to make sure no one was going to take more then they should,
It was a why for us all to build a strong trust, and keep a close bond, as we drifted further into space.

So every now and again, one of us would feel like having a little something, and our pudding cup supplies began to grow smaller, and smaller. And as I've mentioned before, bannana pudding cups are my absolute favorite! So I was definitely more inclined to making them last, as it was unclear when I would be able to eat them again once they ran out.

So as the days went on, and our supplies continued to carry us on, it came to my attention that all the pudding cups but one, had been eaten. The very last one, that's right, the last pudding was mine. But I had just eaten a hearty meal, so it was rather pointless if I were to eat it now, So I made the decision to eat it in the morning.

That night I dreamt of the deliciousness of the bannana flavor pudding that a waited me.
But like all great dreams, they must come to in end, for when I woke that morning, I found my paper name tag in the garbage, along with my empty pudding cup.

That's right, someone had destroyed my trust and ate what was rightfully mine.
They people who I had been traveling with, the people I trusted, had come to look like a bunch of imposter.

I could no longer trust them, and from that time on, I always kept a watchful eye on them, as there was no telling what they would do next.

[423/500]

[Discontinued]

username: Discontinued
name: Corentin
crewmate or imposter?: Crewmate
prompt answer:



Mother had lied to me. It was a most terrible and gut-wrenching lie; I was never lactose intolerant... Momma just hated cheese.

Growing up, I was never allowed to eat anything containing dairy, especially anything that contained cheese. She always claimed it was because of my allergies. Whenever I would protest about it, considering I never remembered experiencing any allergy symptoms, she would simply remind me of the time I ate my first piece of cheese. She claimed my father had made me some macaroni, when I was about five, while she was out shopping. Next thing she knew, her dear baby was being escorted to the nearest hospital. My mother was the type that found tough love to be a better example than gentle reminders. This story was her way of making sure I NEVER ate anything dairy-related. So, I grew up eating tofu cheese and soy milk. Now, I'm sure these things taste great to other people, but my little tongue never developed a liking for them. They tasted like rubber and dirty dishwater. To say I hated the majority of my mother's cooking is an understatement.

The day I found out about her lie, I was utterly furious. I was over at a friend's house and his mother decided to make us grilled cheese. See, they had just moved into the neighborhood. My mother hadn't even met my new friend, let alone his mother. She didn't have the chance to drill into them about my life-long dairy intolerance. So, when the plate of that delicious golden goodness landed right in front of me, I knew it was too late. The smell alone was enough to make me question everything. I couldn't stop myself as I dug right in. Every bite felt like mana from heaven. As I swallowed my final bite, it suddenly hit me; I was going to need my 'medication'. Fun fact, those turned out to be sugar pills! But as I scrambled to my house, my fear gripping every fiber of my being, it occurred to me that I was still normal-sized. Nothing on me swelled up, no breathing difficulties, not a single sign of an allergic reaction. I couldn't understand it. So, I hurried inside and confronted my mother. Now, I'm no detective, but at the young age of eight, I wasn't naive to the fact that she was trembling and darting her eyes with every word she spoke. I felt like I had been stabbed in the back.

Now, after four years of therapy and plenty of ham and cheese sandwiches, I think I've pretty much recovered. My mother and I have a pretty great relationship, despite the years of lying. We get together every Tuesday night for Bingo.

(omg, this is so so dumb... I'm sorry for this. xD)