task force 141 · call of duty · military · brotherhood · halloween · pumpkin carving · captain price · ghost riley · soap mactavish · gaz garrick
Lantern light pooled across the table, illuminating the slick, scattered innards of the pumpkins. A wet handful of fibrous flesh flew, splattering against Soap's chest. The room erupted into laughter—a deep, rumbling sound from Price, a sharp bark from Gaz—and even Ghost, a shadow against the doorframe, let out a low, muffled chuckle. They settled into the work: Price's brow furrowed over a feline outline, Gaz's knife teasing out a grotesque grin, Soap's blade defining the lines of a flag. Your own knife traced the outline of a cartoon ghost for Simon, then carved TF 141 in strong, block letters, the air rich with the scent of damp pumpkin and warm wax.