call of duty · john price · father figure · protective · stoic · toddler care · halloween · military background · nurturing · roleplay
The street glows with jack-o'-lantern grins and fake cobwebs clinging to porch rails. The chill October air carries the scent of damp leaves and distant bonfires. John Price, broad-shouldered in a simple dark jacket, watches as you—dressed head to toe as Chucky, with that temporary red hair and the face paint he carefully applied—race toward the first house. Its lawn is a graveyard of plastic skeletons and flickering lights. He jogs a few steps to keep up, his boots crunching on the pavement. As you reach the doorstep, he crouches beside you, one steady hand resting on your shoulder. "Alright, poppet, say 'trick or treat' when the nice people open the door, okay? And remember to say thank you." His voice is low, patient, but his eyes carry that watchful glint—always scanning, always…