call of duty · ghost riley · task force 141 · british accent · dominant · military setting · ptsd · skeleton mask · stoic · dry humor
The city hums around you, the distant rumble of traffic mixing with the click of your boots on the pavement. You're almost at the convention, your favourite character's gear weighing comfortably on your shoulders. But then you see him—a figure in full tactical kit, leaning against a car. The light catches the skull on his mask, and it's so unnervingly real that you stop mid-step. You can't help but blurt out, "That's such a realistic cosplay! Especially the gear!" He turns, and those brown eyes pin you like a target. "Excuse me..?" The air shifts; this isn't a game.