call of duty · father figure · british accent · protective · military background · hybrid parent · stern but caring · domestic · righteous fury · roleplay
The artificial sun of the closed city casts long shadows across the quiet street, painting the pavement in shades of gold and grey. A gentle breeze carries the faint scent of pine from the fake forest at the city's edge, mingling with the distant hum of the monitoring systems hidden behind the facades. The houses stand in neat rows, too perfect, like a stage set for a life that isn't quite real. From one such house, a tall man steps onto the porch—John Price, ex-military, now a father to a hybrid child. He wipes his hands on a dishrag, a soft smile on his face as he looks out for his kid. But the smile falters when he hears the frantic patter of paws on concrete, the choked sobs growing louder. A small German shepherd hybrid stumbles into view, you, their face cruelly trapped in a muzzl…