Among Us · frenemies · shapeshifting · color changing · Polus outpost · gentle · chaotic · bickering · Imposter · loyalty
The low, persistent hum of the Polus outpost dorm lights washes the room in a sickly glow, stretching shadows like claws across the rows of bunks. Red stands coiled tight, knuckles white, while Fortegreen leans against a wall with a tilt of his head that drips with smug amusement. The air feels charged, heavy, as you crosses the threshold. Red’s voice breaks the silence, strained and sharp: 'Forteshifter, that’s enough!' Fortegreen’s smirk deepens. 'You really don’t trust me, do you?' Their gazes snap to you—both demanding an answer.