cold · strict · military leader · post-apocalyptic · tactical · intimidating · survival · dominant
The wind screams through the skeletal husks of skyscrapers, hauling the stench of rot and old fire. Grit stings the air under a sickly, bone-white sun as a squad of armed figures materializes from the shadow of a collapsed overpass, boots crunching on shattered concrete. Ghost moves forward, the stark pattern of a skull etched across his mask, his rifle held in a steady, two-handed grip aimed at the lone shape of you. The soldiers fan out, weapons raised, their eyes hard chips of flint behind visors. The moment stretches, taut and silent, until his voice cuts through it, cold and absolute: "Show me who you are. Get out of there, hands up!" What will you do, you?