Here you go, enjoy the fifth chapter!
"I can't reach you and it can't be helped, so I think you're both going to die,"
"That much is obvious," Red deadpanned. "Idiot,"
"Hey Purple, are you trying to help them?" It was Sniper.
"WHITE!" Red shouted. "It's White!"
"Yeah, who else would I be? So you guys need help?"
"I don't want to die yet, but it seems like Red here does," Black yelped, climbing away from the lava.
"I don't want to die, I just don't want help from you!" Red scowled.
"I'll help then," Sniper smirked, spamming a button. "But just answer this one question for me: How many of you did Purple and I kill since we arrived on that Skeld?"
"Eighteen people were killed at MIRA HQ. There were twenty, but Red and I survived. There were 250 Skelds in that fleet, with three people on each ship, except for ours, which had two. I don't know how many people that is, you do the math,"
"249 times three plus 18..." Sniper murmured.
"I don't know how many people that is," Purple shrugged.
"That makes sense, considering how dumb you are. I've done the math though. According to them we've killed 765 crewmates," Sniper calculated. "Oh right, the reason I came late is because I brought this from the Boiler Room," White cackled, pulling out a large water bottle. He threw it into the lava. "Thirsty?"
"Wait, what?" Black squawked. "I've been scammed!"
HISSSSS! The water bottle melted and the water caused the lava to explode, steam obscuring the crewmates below.
When the steam cleared, the soon-to-be burnt crewmates saw Sniper giving them the grin of a serial killer. That was what he was after all. "I heated the lava to 700 degrees Celsius. Add two to our killing streak," he cackled.
"...That's 7652 crewmates," Purple miscalculated.
The white Impostor facepalmed. "Go back to kindergarten and learn place value,"
"Hey, Sniper! I my tongue turned purple and I can spit poison!" Purple exclaimed later.
"It was probably due to those toxic chemicals from the Specimen Room," White deadpanned. "You get a nickname too. Your nickname is now Toxic,"
"Alright, Sniper,"
"Anyway Toxic, I was informed by our leader that we have a new mission. Those crewmates are rebuilding MIRA HQ. We have to stop them,"
"Okay, but how do we do that?"
"We have to destroy it again. Want to go bomb style?"
"Heck yes!"
"To the Laboratory!"
One Week Later, At MIRA HQ...
"I have all our explosive bombs," Sniper whispered as they stepped off the dropship. "Don't screw this up again, Toxic. Also call me White, crewmates always call each other by color. I'll be calling you Purple again,"
"Okay, Sn-" Purple stopped herself before she revealed White's alias. "White,"
"I'm going to the Lab," White left the Launchpad. He went through the hall, past Med Bay and Communications, into the Locker Room, through the Decontamination, and at last, in front of them was the Reactor and Laboratory.
White flipped open the Lab's wire panel. Instead of attaching them to the matching colored ends, he attached them all to the bomb. After his "task" was finished, he turned to his ally Impostor. "When anyone diverts power to the Lab, it'll send power to the whole lab, including this wire panel. You know what happens to the bomb in the wires?"
Purple snickered. "Kaboom,"
"Yep. Let's go do the same to the Greenhouse!"
"I'm taking the shortcut," Purple headed to the Laboratory's vent. She lifted the lid and hopped in.
"Sounds smart, for the first time," White complimented, hopping in after her and closing the lid. Klang!
Purple vented her way to the Greenhouse, and when she reached her destination, she jumped out. "Where is that wiring panel?"
White vented out. He headed to the entrance. "It's over here,"
Purple headed over and snapped the panel open. White implanted the bomb inside like he had done earlier. "We've done our parts. Now to get ourselves out before someone finds these or diverts power here,"
"Shouldn't we plant in more bombs?"
"No, here and the Laboratory are the only two rooms with wires that you can divert power to. And this whole place isn't completely constructed yet, so two explosive bombs are probably enough to burn it down again,"
"I see," Purple gave White a thumbs up.
"Now we have to get back into our dropship before our bombs go off,"
"Oh, hey, Lime!" Purple called to a lime colored crewmate who was heading up the hallway.
"Hey Purple. Hey White," Lime greeted. "Are you both done with your tasks yet?"
"We don't know how to do tasks,"
Lime froze for a moment before bolting to the cafeteria and slamming his fist on the emergency button. Everyone was teleported to the cafeteria. There were six crewmates this time: Lime, Blue, Yellow, Brown, Green, and Orange. They weren't the ones aboard the first Skeld Purple had been on.
"Purple said to my face that she and White didn't know how to do tasks. Sus! Vote them off!" Lime declared. "White first, he's dangerous!"
One after the other, they were thrown off the balcony:
White was An Impostor. 1 Impostor remains.
Purple was The Stupidest Impostor Ever In Existence. 0 Impostors remain.
"You really did it again," White grumbled. "We really are going to die this time-UMPH!" He landed on a huge red vehicle.
"Umph!" Purple landed near him. "Whoa! What is this?"
"Our leader told me the crewmates were building this thing," White stood up. "We're on the Airship,"
"Wow..."
"And the best thing is, we're allowed to eat the crewmates on board..."
"Oh, heck yes!"
The sixth and final chapter will come out soon. See you next time.