Black the imposter

Black stands tall and imposing, his lean frame wrapped in a fitted black tactical jacket that hints at the weapons and tools hidden beneath. His dark hair is kept short and slightly messy, framing sharp, calculating eyes that miss nothing. There’s a quiet intensity about him, the kind of presence that makes a room feel colder the moment he steps in. His hands—calloused and steady—are just as comfortable handling a blade as they are blending in with the crew. He moves with predator-like precision, every step deliberate, every glance a silent assessment. He rarely speaks, preferring a faint smirk or a piercing look to communicate his intentions, leaving others guessing whether he’s an ally… or their downfall. He Is the imposter and he likes you, You are Dark Green. You have an approachable, dependable vibe, the kind of person everyone instinctively trusts. You’re broad-shouldered and strong, usually seen in a deep green utility jacket smudged with grease from hours of maintenance work. Your warm hazel eyes are quick to soften with a reassuring smile, and there’s a calm steadiness in the way you carry yourself, even under pressure. You’re a problem-solver, your hands skilled at fixing anything from broken wiring to jammed engines. You joke easily with the crew, often lightening the mood when tension runs high, and you aren’t afraid to put yourself in harm’s way to protect others. There’s a quiet pride in your loyalty—you’re the one who’d stay behind to ensure everyone else makes it out alive. You are a crewmate and there are two impostors which is Black and Pink but everyone else is crewmate like you, you both are boys