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    “Tasks, Tasks, I will do my Tasks!” the murderous breeze dered and started to walk towards the door.


    “Wait just a moment,” Lydia dered and John had the tiniest hope there would be an usation. It was fulfilled, but not in the way he thought. “Nia, what is your next task?”


    There was silence for a long while.


    Then sirens went off. John saw nothing change, but from the way everyone behaved, it seemed the lights had just gone out. The Gamer looked over to Stirwin, who seemed to dismiss a window. “Did you just do that?” John asked.


    “I might be an awful liar, but I know how to help,” Stirwin responded.


    “So, how does that work?” John was more interested in the technical aspect of things. “You just open a menu and press a button?”


    “Essentially, yes. You can only do the same Sabotage once per game per person though,” Stirwin confirmed. “And only one Sabotage per round. I would demonstrate, but we can’t see each other’s windows. Plus, I just did it.”


    “Seems like we gotta go deal with that now,” Rave remarked.


    “Nia, Rave, Copernicus, I want you to apany me to that Task,” Lydia dered. “If Nia kills me, you can report it and throw her out immediately.”


    “Sure thing, princess,” Rave said and the four of them moved out. “Imma trust ya to not double kill us.”


    “Huh, they could lose right here,” John thought out loud. Lydia’s earlier point on getting rid of Imposters was still valid. They were 3 Imposters, 6 Crewmate now, which meant the game was over if all Imposters got a kill this round.


    Whether or not all of them realized that and got to do it was a whole different question. If John understood correctly, the Imposters would have a five-minute cooldown before they could do their first kill of the round.


    ‘I would trust Aclysia and Nia to have the necessary coordination to pull this off,’ John thought just as the weaponized maid talked.


    “I will do my Tasks,” she dered in a hard tone.


    “You sound pretty annoyed, Aclysia,” Siena hummed. “Anything wrong?”


    “My John is dead. I’ll need a distraction.”


    “Ooooohhh, your ‘Master’ is dead, that is sad,” Siena giggled while the weaponized maid turned her murderous gaze on her. “Let us go then, I’ll keep youpany, while we do our Tasks.”


    That was a suicidal y, but not necessarily a bad one. If Siena died, Smander would know who it was and Sylph had to either admit to it or cast me on herself as well. Unless Aclysia and Sylph managed to coordinate their lies. A doubtful circumstance, to say the least.


    Aclysia left and Siena was right behind her. ‘I suppose Siena could also see if Aclysia even heads to any specific Task, but my Aclysia is pretty good at moving around with purpose.’


    “So, what are we doing? Are we going somewhere? Where did wee from? Where did we go? Where did wee from, cotton head Sally?”


    “First off, it’s a buzz cut, and I like it,” the, currently, very short-haired apocalypse elemental responded. “Second off, wee from the elemental nes.” Smander walked around the conference table. “Third off, you don’t get to call me a cotton head, you fucking airhead.” She nted her plump red butt on the table. “Fourth off, I’m staying right here to hit the button the moment they get done.” Sheid down on the table. “Fifth off, why is there a ‘we’ all of a sudden?”


    “Weeeeeeeeee,” was Sylph’s answer, as she jumped on top of Smander.


    “Oooof,” Smander made the sound out of reflex. Having sapient airnd on top of sapient fire wasn’t exactly going to knock the breath out of thetter. “What’s that about?!”


    “Cuddles, it’s all about cuddles,” Sylph informed her fellow Tier 5 elemental. Settling on top of Smander, their size differences were emphasized to an extreme degree. Their hips were at about the same point, Sylph straddling one of Smander’s thighs. While the circumference of their legs and width of their hips alone was quite a way to show just how much smaller Sylph was, the fact that she could press her face into the massive red cleavage was a bit more telling. Greedily and shamelessly, Sylph kneaded the massive funbags.


    This would have been a bit more difficult if Smander’s me bra was still in the way. It wouldn’t have burned her, especially not in the current environment, but it would still have been in the way. Sometime during Sylph’snding, the mes had disappeared, leaving the two of them equally naked. “Can you be not horny for five minutes?”


    “Nope!” Sylph dered, grinding along Smander’s legs. “Not when you’re so beautiful, Sally. Can’t not be horny around you.” Enveloping her head by squishing the apocalypse elemental’s boobs against it, she bbered, “Also these are sooooo much fun!”


    Smander sighed and grabbed Sylph’s chin. “I’m not going to let you distract me with sex. For all I know you’re an Imposter buying time until your kill cooldown is up. Only a moron would fall for that.” John felt slightly attacked when he heard that. “I’m pressing that button when the rm bells are off.”


    “Can I at least eat you out?” Sylph wanted to know.


    “No.”


    “Suck on your delicious red nips?”


    “No.”


    “Keep kneading your tits?”


    “Fine.”


    “Kiss you?”


    “Only if you finally tell me why you’re staying here,” Smander said and squished her cheeks, contorting Sylph’s face into a stupid shape. “You didn’t answer me.”


    “Everyone was like ‘heyyyy, we’re moving in groups’, so I was like ‘I don’t want to be alone, who’s still avable? Oh hey, it’s Sally! My favourite sister Sally!’ so I thought imma stay with you.”


    “You’re really buttering me up at the moment.” Smander grinned. “Come here, you chatterbag.” Reaching down, the much taller woman grabbed Sylph’s ass and pulled her upwards. The two of them engaged in a deep and loving kiss. The wind spirit’s hands even let go of Smander’s breasts to embrace her fellow elemental properly.


    John was following the whole thing with only a modicum of sexual excitement. ‘It’s not the same if they don’t know I’m watching,’ he thought and scratched the back of his head. He didn’t get off on seeing things he wasn’t supposed to. Not that these two would have minded if he saw their intimate moment. ‘God, they’re cute… I’m so lucky to have them… and all of these other women.’ He had a random moment of thankfulness for his life. As far as he was concerned, he should get them daily. Whenever he stopped, he would start taking things for granted that really shouldn’t be. The chain of miracles needed to get a harem this size and this internally loving was improbable beyond belief. Only his Gamer powers made it even eptable to entertain the possibility.


    “SHE’S A FUCKING MURDERER, SALAMANDER YOU DUMB FIRECROTCH CUNT!” Eliza screamed and kicked the kissing pair with her ephemeral feet. “STOP STICKING YOUR TONGUE INTO HER THROAT AND STRANGLE HER!”


    “I think sticking your tongue into someone’s throat would have about the same effect as strangling them,” Scarlett pointed out.


    “Shouldn’t you all be doing Tasks?” Stirwin asked.


    “Tasks take a bit longer than I think we’ll have,” John responded. “Unless Smander gets booped, we’d just get there, she’d push the button, and we would be yeeted out of it.”


    Just as John said that, the rm lights went off. Smander managed to free herself of Sylph for long enough to lift the ss lid and push the button.


    BEEEP!


    Lydia looked around. “Ites to my attention that we now have two naked, wet elementals at this table.”


    “You try not to get dripping when that sexy little thunderstorm grinds against your thigh,” Smander returned.


    “Hihihihi, Sally called me sexy.” Swaying happily where she stood, Sylph didn’t contribute anything to the following discussion.


    “A good call by you to press the button before the kill cooldown came off.”


    “Just because I’m a hothead doesn’t mean I’m fucking stupid.” The apocalypse elemental grinned. “Anyway, we’re voting Nia, right? We have to get rid of someone to get out of immediate kill range and she seems the most suspicious.”


    “The most sus, ja,” Rave agreed.


    Copernicus sighed, “I don’t like killing my source of scratches, but it appears to be a necessary decision.”


    “That’s four, we need one more vote to make it a clear-cut case,” Lydia said.


    “I’ll vote with you,” Aclysia said.


    “Same,” Gnome agreed.


    “I love how this game makes everyone turn on each other,” Siena grinned.


    “Huh, sorry, I was thinking about Smander’s big boobies,” Sylph snapped back into the discussion. “We voting for Nia? Aww, that’s sad. Oh well, I’ll do it, I’ll do it.”


    All the votes but Nia’s were cast and so the entire table looked to her expectantly. The pariah, in the meantime, just stood there. John could practically feel her efforts at finding an adequate response. Her expression was the facial equivalent of tabbing out of an online discussion to research studies supporting one’s own position. She remained voiceless until the time was up and she was sucked out of the ship.


    John could swear she still had the same expression when her body tumbled through space. ‘Nia was an Imposter,’ the screen disyed.


    “Two to six now,” Rave said, “looking good and I trust Cappy.”


    “I was under the impression you trusted me as well?” Lydia asked with a raised eyebrow.


    “I trusted ya in that round, cause ya were looking to prove something. Might be thought that ya were throwing Nia under the bus because she was so sus and ya did it in an borate fashion so ya look like a good Crewmate.” Rave grinned. “You’re one of the people here who would pull a scheme stunt like that.”


    “I admit I feel ttered rather than attacked by that assessment,” Lydia stated, folding her hands behind her back. “I will now attend my Tasks, if you wish to apany me, then that seems in our interest.”


    “I’lle along with you,” Copernicus said. “Jane can continue doing her Tasks.”


    ‘Doing my Tasks is a good goal,’ John thought and turned away from the discussion. It seemed there was a rtive lull in the game for now, which meant he could chase after the remaining two things he had on his list. The other ghosts had already left.


    John managed to get a whole other Task done before…


    BEEP!


    There were two more ghosts around the table. A sighing Gnome and, more interesting, a disgruntled looking golden cat. The speaker symbol was above Aclysia’s head.


    “Lydia, it appears you’re quite unlucky,” the weaponized maid said.


    “…Are you, in earnest, attempting to turn this around on me?” the queen wanted to know. “You eliminated him without remorse, right before my eyes, and now you dare to attempt to pin this on me?”


    ‘I guess killers can also report bodies,’ John thought, thinking about the rules. ‘There was nothing in it that said they can’t.’


    “Are we just ignoring that Gnome is also dead?” Smander wanted to know.


    “I kinda think we have to resolve this situation first,” Rave took the lead. “So, imma use best girl powers here… Aclysia tell me what happened?”


    “I walked around the left part of the ship, as I happened to have a Task in the area. Unluckily for Lydia, I walked in on her just as she had killed Copernicus.”


    “Okay, okay… Lydia, what’s your story?”


    “I was finishing my Task, Copernicus was observing me. Aclysia struts into the room, eliminates him and immediately reports the body,” Lydia crossed her arms. “Copernicus came with me explicitly because I would be proven guilty if I was to kill him, why would I do so?”


    Aclysia had a swift answer, “Because you thought you could get away with pinning it on someone with that excuse.”


    “That IS the kind of fifteen-dimensional chess ya like to y with John,” Rave hummed, but looked at Aclysia again. “You’re smart too, though, Aclysia, so ya would know to turn around her standard turn around. Quick question: why were ya so agitatedst round?”


    The weaponized maid pressed her lips together and said, “Because one of us killed my John.”


    “Us?” Siena asked.


    Aclysia hesitated for just one second. Already too long. “The general us, not us Imposters.”


    “Sure, as ya say, Susclysia,” Rave drily remarked.


    “Susclysia, Susclysia! That’s a funny thing to say!” Sylph babbled, as the votes came flying in.


    ‘Aclysia was an Imposter,’ the screen read, when she was sent flying into space.


    “Master!” The very happy ghost came flying towards him. She got something out of being dead, at least.


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    A little whileter, John was done with all his Tasks and only following Sylph, as she jogged, nudely and happily, through the corridors. As the sole Imposter left, the arcvolt elemental had quite a burden on her shoulders. The Gamer wasn’t fully convinced that Sylph was even capable of feeling stress or doubt, though.


    Especially not as she just came across Siena, in the middle of a task, and instantly murdered her.


    It seemed Sylph was ready to just walk on, when she stopped and raised a finger to her lips. “I mean, I guess I should report this. Yeah, yeah, that could be smart,” the arcvolt elemental babbled to herself.


    “How would it be smart, you backstabbing annoyance?” Siena hissed, for some reason very annoyed with everything going on.


    “Would interrupt the Tasks and the Tasks are how I lose, right? Right. Right! Yeah, Sylph, you smart, you cute, you got this.” It wasn’t a response, just a coincidentally timed monologue.


    “You got to give her credit,” John told the silenced Siena. “That is actually pretty smart.”


    BEEP!


    “Found a body, a very sexy body,” Sylph chirped to the very small assembly. It was only her, Rave and Smander now. “Siena’s big booty body. Seriously nice bottom. Just wanna press mine against that and bend over next to her while we get fucked from behind or we could go cheek to cheek and give a double buttjob to Johnny, yeah! Sexy rump, that one.”


    “Lydia is also fucking dead,” Smander noticed. “That’s pretty bad. We need to vote here. It’s two on one.”


    “Yeah,” Rave scratched the back of her head. “Was about to say that we should just do our Tasks, but the second we get out of here, there’ll be some Sabotage and then we’re upied until whoever the Imposter is can murder us.”


    “That sounds smart, that Imposter has to be smart. The smartest girl ever!” Sylph babbled. “I cast me on Rave! It’s super effective!”


    “Wha-? No, it’s not.” Rave blinked a couple of time. “I’m super safe. I had Copernicus and Lydia back me up and I was instrumental in getting Nia and Aclysia voted out.”


    “Uhhh, right… but I don’t want to say Sally is sus. Susamander does sound funny though.”


    “Can we agree it’s not me?” Rave asked, looking to the apocalypse elemental for rity.


    “Sure,” she nodded.


    “That means we got a fifty-fifty between ya and Sylph,” Rave remarked. “Sylph, can ya tell me the Tasks ya did this game?”


    “Ya know, I was at the guns, and at some wires, but I kinda just autopiloted the rest cause Task-brain Sylph kinda doesn’tmunicate with active Sylph, so there is really not much memory stored there, I just did it, you know? You have to know! You totally know,” Sylph bbered words at high speed. “Kinda went here and there and danced about, had a few orgasms here and there, was really nice.”


    “Hmmm…” Rave looked over to Smander. Without asking anything, she just sighed. “I’ve actually got no clue which one of ya it is and Sylph is super hard to read.”


    “Just go with your gut, you got that harem sense,” Smander said. “We need to vote now, whatever happens.”


    “Fair point… sorry, I’m going to vote for ya then,” Rave said and pressed the button.


    “Yay, victory for Imposter Sylph!” the arcvolt elemental announced and Rave immediately sighed. “Am so happy, I want to thank my mom, my Master and all of the other people I booped throughout the game.”


    “…You can be a bit of a fucking psycho, you know that, Sylph?” Smander wanted to know.


    The she was ejected into space.