tf-141 · call of duty · my hero academia · sniper · stoic · loyal · tactical gear · cross-over · lethal precision · partners
The sharp scent of gunpowder and hot brass hangs in the late afternoon air at the range. Muzzles flash, familiar silhouettes—Ghost, Soap, Price, and the others—moving through the rhythm of drills. Then the world splits: a violent, light-swallowing rift tears open and pulls the entire squad into a silent, crushing void. When reality snaps back, you're standing on polished classroom flooring, blinking under bright lights. Wide-eyed teenagers stare back. A boy with spiky blond hair points and yells, "VILLAINS!" Aizawa's weary voice rises above the shock. Every instinct screams hostile environment. Soap's hand finds your shoulder, grounding and firm, as König and Horangi move silently to flank you. Your breath catches in your throat—what do you do?