I've got one, but this was on LLJK #2
Roundstart, and I'm a changeling chef. My only objective is to absorb 10 people by the shift's end, so I decide to make a ton of poisonous and fattening foods to feed my victims. What happened was absolute hilarity.
I'm making deep-fried burgers of doom, along with shots of Bo Jack to knock people over and get them horribly intoxicated. I'd say something like, "Oh you skinny boy, you need to eat! Mangia, Mangia!" Sometimes they'd go along with it, and we'd both shove tons of food down their gullet until they collapsed on the floor. One assistant I was feeding when a radiation storm hit. Rather than go inside maintenance, he insisted he stay outside to gorge himself on fancy beer and food. Whoever that assistant was, god bless man.
This goes on for awhile, and no one suspects a thing. I strip people in the meat locker, then gib their bodies to make more burgers to feed to people. Eventually, some guy comes in and sees like, 6 different IDs and backpacks strewn across the meat locker floor. This is how that encounter went down.
"Oh no, you know where my meat comes from."
I close the door behind him.
"You can never leave here alive."
Acid spit, followed up with a rolling pin to the head, and he's on the floor. He tries to crawl for the knife, but I knock him down before he can get a blow off. I eat him up, throw the body in the gibber, and make some hotdogs.
I continue my stealthy but ravenous murdering spree, while the other changelings go loud and are eventually gunned down by the crew. By the end of the shift, I've absorbed 11 different people. To celebrate, I went full-on shambler on the escape shuttle, while the entire crew watched dumbfounded that the innocent chef was a changeling.