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[Copypasta]Red sus but with emojis (Among Us)
twitchquotes:Red ๐ด ๐ sus ๐ฆ ๐ฆ. Red ๐ด ๐ด suuuus. I ๐๐ ๐ said ๐ค ๐ฃ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฆ red ๐น ๐ด, sus ๐ฆ ๐ฆ, hahahahaha ๐คฃ ๐คฃ. Why arent you ๐๐ฏ ๐ laughing ๐ ๐? I ๐๐ ๐ฅ just made ๐ ๐ a reference ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ to the popular ๐๐๐ ๐ video ๐น ๐น game ๐ฎ ๐ฎ "Among ๐ท๐ด๐ ๐ฐ Us ๐จ ๐จ"! How can you ๐ ๐ not laugh ๐ ๐ at it? Emergeny meeting ๐ฏ ๐ค! Guys ๐ฆ ๐จ, this here guy ๐จ ๐ฑ๐ป๐จ๐ป doesnt laugh ๐คฃ โ๐๐ at my funny ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ Among ๐ฐ ๐ฐ Us ๐จ ๐จ memes ๐ธ ๐! Lets ๐ ๐ beat โ๐๐ป ๐ฐ๐ him ๐ด ๐จ to death ๐๐ฅโ ๐! Dead ๐๐ โ body ๐ ๐ reported โ ๐ง! Skip ๐ง ๐๐ผ! Skip ๐ง ๐ง! Vote ๐ ๐ blue ๐ ๐! Blue ๐ ๐ was not an impostor ๐ ๐ . Among ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ฐ us ๐จ ๐จ in a nutshell ๐ ๐ hahahaha ๐๐๐ ๐. What?! Youre still ๐ค๐ ๐ค๐ not laughing ๐ ๐ your ass ๐ ๐ ฐ off ๐ด ๐ดโ ? I ๐ ๐ made ๐ ๐ SEVERAL ๐ฏ ๐ฏ funny ๐๐๐ ๐โ references ๐๐๐ ๐ to Among ๐ฐ ๐๐จโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐ฉ Us ๐จ ๐บ๐ธ and YOU ๐๐ผ ๐๐๐ฅ STILL ๐ค๐ ๐ ARENT LAUGHING ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ??!!! Bruh โ ๐ณ๐คฃ๐. Ya ๐๐ผ ๐ hear ๐ ๐ that? Wooooooosh ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐พ ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐พ. Whats ๐ฆ ๐ฆ woooosh ๐ ๐? Oh ๐ ๐, nothing โ ๐ซ. Just the sound ๐ ๐ of a joke ๐ ๐ flying โ โ over ๐ณ๐๐ฆ ๐ your head ๐ ๐. Whats ๐ฆ that? You ๐ think ๐ญ ๐ญ im ๐ ๐ annoying ๐ ๐ ? Kinda ๐ ๐ sus ๐ฆ ๐ฆ, bro ๐ ๐โบ๐ฌ. Hahahaha ๐ ๐! Anyway ๐ ๐, yea ๐ ๐ฏ, gotta go ๐ ๐ do tasks โ ๐. Hahahaha ๐ ๐!
Red ๐ด ๐ sus ๐ฆ ๐ฆ. Red ๐ด ๐ด suuuus. I ๐๐ ๐ said ๐ค ๐ฃ ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ฟ๐ฆ red ๐น ๐ด, sus ๐ฆ ๐ฆ, hahahahaha ๐คฃ ๐คฃ. Why ๐ค ๐ค arent you ๐๐ฏ ๐ laughing ๐ ๐? I ๐๐ ๐ฅ just made ๐ ๐ a reference ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ to the popular ๐๐๐ ๐ video ๐น ๐น game ๐ฎ ๐ฎ "Among ๐ท๐ด๐ ๐ฐ Us ๐จ ๐จ"! How can you ๐ ๐ not laugh ๐ ๐ at it? Emergeny meeting ๐ฏ ๐ค! Guys ๐ฆ ๐จ, this here guy ๐จ ๐ฑ๐ป๐จ๐ป doesnt laugh ๐คฃ โ๐๐ at my funny ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ Among ๐ฐ ๐ฐ Us ๐จ ๐จ memes ๐ธ ๐! Lets ๐ ๐ beat โ๐๐ป ๐ฐ๐ him ๐ด ๐จ to death ๐๐ฅโ ๐! Dead ๐๐ โ body ๐ ๐ reported โ ๐ง! Skip ๐ง ๐๐ผ! Skip ๐ง ๐ง! Vote ๐ ๐ blue ๐ ๐! Blue ๐ ๐ was not an impostor ๐ ๐ . Among ๐ ๐๐ฝ๐ ฐ us ๐จ ๐จ in a nutshell ๐ ๐ hahahaha ๐๐๐ ๐. What?! Youre still ๐ค๐ ๐ค๐ not laughing ๐ ๐ your ๐ ๐ ass ๐ ๐ ฐ off ๐ด ๐ดโ ? I ๐ ๐ made ๐ ๐ SEVERAL ๐ฏ ๐ฏ funny ๐๐๐ ๐โ references ๐๐๐ ๐ to Among ๐ฐ ๐๐จโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐ฉ Us ๐จ ๐บ๐ธ and YOU ๐๐ผ ๐๐๐ฅ STILL ๐ค๐ ๐ ARENT LAUGHING ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ??!!! Bruh โ ๐ณ๐คฃ๐. Ya ๐๐ผ ๐ hear ๐ ๐ that? Wooooooosh ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐พ ๐ฆ๐ฝ๐พ. Whats ๐ฆ ๐ฆ woooosh ๐ ๐? Oh ๐ ๐, nothing โ ๐ซ. Just the sound ๐ ๐ of a joke ๐ ๐ flying โ โ over ๐ณ๐๐ฆ ๐ your ๐ ๐ head ๐ ๐. Whats ๐ฆ ๐ค that? You ๐ ๐ think ๐ญ ๐ญ im ๐ ๐ annoying ๐ ๐ ? Kinda ๐ ๐ sus ๐ฆ ๐ฆ, bro ๐ ๐โบ๐ฌ. Hahahaha ๐ ๐! Anyway ๐ ๐, yea ๐ ๐ฏ, gotta ๐ ๐ go ๐ ๐ do tasks โ ๐. Hahahaha ๐ ๐!
Imagine, 700 years in the future, through some last vestige of the internet kept in an underground server, a notification miraculously appears on your device (which has been preserved in nuclear dust from the 5th world war). One night, an alien working a late shift at the museum of archeology notices the cracked screen suddenly light up, and upon it, one word arises from the battered code: Amogus. They do not know what this word means. They ponder it deeply. They scour the ancient tomes, desperate to understand its mystifying origin. It drives them mad. Is it a primeval cipher? The motto of a bygone civilization? A message from God? Night after night they study it by candlelight. They flip through pages in books so old, the slightest cough would turn the paper to a fine off-white powder. The answer is nowhere to be found. And then they are struck by a revelation: I was not meant to know this word. Its esoteric nature escapes my grasp for a reason. What if its meaning is too enlightening to bear? With this revelation comes anger. Spite. Despair. Why shouldn't I understand it?! What cosmic forces are there at play to keep me from such knowledge?! In a fit of desperate rage, they shatter your device against a wall and exclaim, arms raised to the heavens: "This is literally 1984!" Silence... Their pleas are unanswered. Sadly, in the end, their inability to unlock the word's meaning drives them to suicide. Its secrets are never known. So I ask you this: is it better to die having never understood the true mind-bending nature of Amogus, or to be driven mad by the little spaceman in his blood-red suit? If you knew enlightenment would render you incapable of living on this mortal earth without making daily references to a game of space mafia, would you accept it? With knowledge comes power, but also endless suffering. Choose wisely, and be wary when standing at the edge of that great abyss we call "the Truth," lest you fall too deep.
Imagine, 700 years in the future, through some last vestige of the internet kept in an underground server, a notification miraculously appears on your device (which has been preserved in nuclear dust from the 5th world war). One night, an alien working a late shift at the museum of archeology notices the cracked screen suddenly light up, and upon it, one word arises from the battered code: Amogus. They do not know what this word means. They ponder it deeply. They scour the ancient tomes, desperate to understand its mystifying origin. It drives them mad. Is it a primeval cipher? The motto of a bygone civilization? A message from God? Night after night they study it by candlelight. They flip through pages in books so old, the slightest cough would turn the paper to a fine off-white powder. The answer is nowhere to be found. And then they are struck by a revelation: I was not meant to know this word. Its esoteric nature escapes my grasp for a reason. What if its meaning is too enlightening to bear? With this revelation comes anger. Spite. Despair. Why shouldn't I understand it?! What cosmic forces are there at play to keep me from such knowledge?! In a fit of desperate rage, they shatter your device against a wall and exclaim, arms raised to the heavens: "This is literally 1984!" Silence... Their pleas are unanswered. Sadly, in the end, their inability to unlock the word's meaning drives them to suicide. Its secrets are never known. So I ask you this: is it better to die having never understood the true mind-bending nature of Amogus, or to be driven mad by the little spaceman in his blood-red suit? If you knew enlightenment would render you incapable of living on this mortal earth without making daily references to a game of space mafia, would you accept it? With knowledge comes power, but also endless suffering. Choose wisely, and be wary when standing at the edge of that great abyss we call "the Truth," lest you fall too deep.
My family keeps making Amongus references
It seems like the more I (13 M) play Amongus, the more my family tries to embaras me. The other day, I overheard my dad (49 M) say that he needed to "complete tasks" while working at home๐ฏ๐คฌ don't worry it gets worse. Then I hear my Mom (42 F) say that the amount of time I spend on my computer is "suspiscios." Ummm ok so (#1) ur too good to say "sus" and (#2) u dont even play amogus??? ๐๐๐. Even my moms work friend (28 M or somthing idk) came over yesterday to "look at her vents" I'm not even making this up ๐๐๐ But then the worse part๐ every sunday my granpa (69 M) comes over. He reminisces about his "Crewmates" from his Navy days and apparently a few of them died so u cry about it at dinner? Just start a new game FFS ๐ but he's lying so uhhh we get it bro: u just want attention ๐ฏ๐ ๐คฃ
The problem is NONE of them even Play Omungus. How do i tell em that being a poser is a cringe Brie Larson unholesome Black History Month anti-chungus move?
It seems like the more I (13 M) play Amongus, the more my family tries to embaras me. The other day, I overheard my dad (49 M) say that he needed to "complete tasks" while working at home๐ฏ๐คฌ don't worry it gets worse. Then I hear my Mom (42 F) say that the amount of time I spend on my computer is "suspiscios." Ummm ok so (#1) ur too good to say "sus" ๐ค and (#2) u dont even play amogus??? ๐๐๐. Even my moms work friend (28 M or somthing idk) came over yesterday to "look at her vents" I'm not even making this up ๐๐๐ But then the worse part๐ every sunday my granpa (69 M) comes over. He reminisces about his "Crewmates" from his Navy days and apparently a few of them died so u cry about it at dinner? Just start a new game FFS ๐ but he's lying so uhhh we get it bro: u just want attention ๐ฏ๐ ๐คฃ
The problem is NONE of them even Play Omungus. How do i tell em that being a poser is a cringe Brie Larson unholesome Black History Month anti-chungus move?
I can't fucking believe this. Pink from 'Among Us' ruined my marriage.
I can't fucking believe this. Pink from 'Among Us' ruined my marriage.
A couple months ago, my wife said she was going out for a ladies' night. She asked me to take care of my son, so I immediately obliged. "Yes Ma'am," I told her. After a while of waiting, she finally left and I could play my favourite game, Among Us. I hopped on my laptop, booted it up and my desktop loaded, complete with the 'Red Sus' background and all my Among Us Impostor fan-art. I was shaking in excitement. I slowly dragged my finger across the track pad, and watched the cursor as it glided over to the Among Us icon. Among Us. My absolute favourite game of all time and quite possibly the best and most well-made game in the entire world. As I clicked the button my body twitched with joy at the thought of being the impostor again. My fingers drummed impatiently on my desk as the Innersloth logo faded in, and then out. Then the main title appeared. I immediately looked at pink as she slowly floated across the screen. Oh, how I wish I could feel those luscious, soft asscheeks. Pink is my queen. The real woman in my life. My wife could never be as sexy as Pink is; her soft footfalls in electrical as I peek at her curvy form from inside a vent, waiting for the right time to strike. I could never get close to Pink, however, as if she had some kind of sixth sense, she would always leave before I could reveal myself to her as the impostor. I press Practice, to warm up my fingers before my first intense game of Among Us. I hit Blue in Comms, then cross the hall and vent to Specimen, murdering Green in cold blood. The thrill of killing an animated character in an online game has never been such a rush. I then move towards Reactor, stabbing Yellow in the back and then running down the corridor to the right to access Decontamination. I move quietly through the halls, like a snake about to strike its prey, and I see- Oh no. It's Pink. Standing there motionlessly as I face her directly. Her visor shows no emotion. But she knows. I can feel it in the air. I can't kill her. She is too beautiful, too angelic, the light reflecting off of her pink bodysuit, like stars on a voided sky. She doesn't run. I am moved to tears as I caress the screen, kissing it tenderly. "Goodbye, Pink. See you soon. It will all be okay," I whisper in a soft, reassuring voice. Then as my cursor hovers over the kill button, I hesitate. Thoughts of love go through my head. Red having reddish-pink sus children with Pink. But I have to. As the impostor, it is my duty to kill. I press the 'Kill' button and watch as my character beheads Pink silently. All I hear is the spurt of blood. There is no rush. There is only Red, standing by himself in Fuel. Pink's lifeless body laying on the floor beside him. I feel nothing at first, then immense sadness, like I'm at a loved one's funeral. My son knocks on the door, interrupting my brief moment of mourning. He asks, "Dad? Are you going to make me a snack?" I tell him to shut up, and my voice cracks. I break down sobbing. I killed her. I killed my one true love. God, forgive me. I open the door to my son, and he has a confused look on his face. I say nothing, and walk to the kitchen to make him a sandwich. Tears roll off my face into the bread as I lay it onto the counter. Lettuce, cheese and meat, followed by a sad swirl of mustard on top. My son is quiet. He sits on the couch, and stares at the floor. There is a depressing air around us. I serve him the sandwich and walk back to my room, contemplating life. If I killed Pink, how am I to be trusted around my family? I cry for hours, and finally my wife comes back. She sees me bawling on the bed like a child who dropped his ice cream. She then asks me why I'm crying and mutter, "I killed her. I killed my only love, Pink, in Among Us." She is filled with rage and slaps me across my face. I feel numb. She asks for a divorce. I don't reply. Instead, I take my laptop and get into my car, driving to a nearby hotel. Fast forward a few months to the divorce. It was quick and painless. After court, I ask my former wife to take me back.
"I can't take you back. You've always been this way. I was sus of you from the start."
Edit: Found this on steam, in the Among Us reviews section.
I can't fucking believe this. Pink from 'Among Us' ruined my marriage.
A couple months ago, my wife said she was going out for a ladies' night. She asked me to take care of my son, so I immediately obliged. "Yes Ma'am," I told her. After a while of waiting, she finally left and I could play my favourite game, Among Us. I hopped on my laptop, booted it up and my desktop loaded, complete with the 'Red Sus' background and all my Among Us Impostor fan-art. I was shaking in excitement. I slowly dragged my finger across the track pad, and watched the cursor as it glided over to the Among Us icon. Among Us. My absolute favourite game of all time and quite possibly the best and most well-made game in the entire world. As I clicked the button my body twitched with joy at the thought of being the impostor again. My fingers drummed impatiently on my desk as the Innersloth logo faded in, and then out. Then the main title appeared. I immediately looked at pink as she slowly floated across the screen. Oh, how I wish I could feel those luscious, soft asscheeks. Pink is my queen. The real woman in my life. My wife could never be as sexy as Pink is; her soft footfalls in electrical as I peek at her curvy form from inside a vent, waiting for the right time to strike. I could never get close to Pink, however, as if she had some kind of sixth sense, she would always leave before I could reveal myself to her as the impostor. I press Practice, to warm up my fingers before my first intense game of Among Us. I hit Blue in Comms, then cross the hall and vent to Specimen, murdering Green in cold blood. The thrill of killing an animated character in an online game has never been such a rush. I then move towards Reactor, stabbing Yellow in the back and then running down the corridor to the right to access Decontamination. I move quietly through the halls, like a snake about to strike its prey, and I see- Oh no. It's Pink. Standing there motionlessly as I face her directly. Her visor shows no emotion. But she knows. I can feel it in the air. I can't kill her. She is too beautiful, too angelic, the light reflecting off of her pink bodysuit, like stars on a voided sky. She doesn't run. I am moved to tears as I caress the screen, kissing it tenderly. "Goodbye, Pink. See you soon. It will all be okay," I whisper in a soft, reassuring voice. Then as my cursor hovers over the kill button, I hesitate. Thoughts of love go through my head. Red having reddish-pink sus children with Pink. But I have to. As the impostor, it is my duty to kill. I press the 'Kill' button and watch as my character beheads Pink silently. All I hear is the spurt of blood. There is no rush. There is only Red, standing by himself in Fuel. Pink's lifeless body laying on the floor beside him. I feel nothing at first, then immense sadness, like I'm at a loved one's funeral. My son knocks on the door, interrupting my brief moment of mourning. He asks, "Dad? Are you going to make me a snack?" I tell him to shut up, and my voice cracks. I break down sobbing. I killed her. I killed my one true love. God, forgive me. I open the door to my son, and he has a confused look on his face. I say nothing, and walk to the kitchen to make him a sandwich. Tears roll off my face into the bread as I lay it onto the counter. Lettuce, cheese and meat, followed by a sad swirl of mustard on top. My son is quiet. He sits on the couch, and stares at the floor. There is a depressing air around us. I serve him the sandwich and walk back to my room, contemplating life. If I killed Pink, how am I to be trusted around my family? I cry for hours, and finally my wife comes back. She sees me bawling on the bed like a child who dropped his ice cream. She then asks me why I'm crying and mutter, "I killed her. I killed my only love, Pink, in Among Us." She is filled with rage and slaps me across my face. I feel numb. She asks for a divorce. I don't reply. Instead, I take my laptop and get into my car, driving to a nearby hotel. Fast forward a few months to the divorce. It was quick and painless. After court, I ask my former wife to take me back.
"I can't take you back. You've always been this way. I was sus of you from the start."
Edit: Found this on steam, in the Among Us reviews section.
My SUSSY POWERS ARE AWAKENING
My SUSSY POWERS ARE AWAKENING ๐ฑ๐
Part 1. I just did my daily jackoff โบ๏ธ to my impostor body pillow, ๐ฑ but when I came, ๐ป I started floating, ๐ฑ and think I got teleported into the skeld. ๐ฎ I swear for a second I felt the imposter's strong hands grip my asscheeks.๐คค ๐ ๐ I immediately was transported back to earth, ๐ญ and I instantly got on all fours on my bed naked, ๐คช as you would, and started screaming in my best efforts to summon the imposter ๐ช
โIM READY FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME PLEASE DADDY IMPOSTERโ
I was so close to feeling the imposters sweet cock fuck the shit out of me ๐คค but then my NAZI RACIST mother came in and beat the shit out of me. ๐๐๐โน๏ธ
She then said I was going to a magical place called the โmental asylumโ Iโm not too sure where that dimension is located but it sounds EPIC ๐ฎ
My SUSSY POWERS ARE AWAKENING ๐ฑ๐
Part 1. I just did my daily jackoff โบ๏ธ to my impostor body pillow, ๐ฑ but when I came, ๐ป I started floating, ๐ฑ and think I got teleported into the skeld. ๐ฎ I swear for a second I felt the imposter's strong hands grip my asscheeks.๐คค ๐ ๐ I immediately was transported back to earth, ๐ญ and I instantly got on all fours on my bed naked, ๐คช as you would, and started screaming in my best efforts to summon the imposter ๐ช
โIM READY FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME PLEASE DADDY IMPOSTERโ
I was so close to feeling the imposters sweet cock fuck the shit out of me ๐คค but then my NAZI RACIST mother came in and beat the shit out of me. ๐๐๐โน๏ธ
She then said I was going to a magical place called the โmental asylumโ ๐ค Iโm not too sure where that dimension is located but it sounds EPIC ๐ฎ
