call of duty · task force 141 · supernatural · monster alliance · shadow demon · werewolf · vampire · siren · military · party setting
The common room vibrated with chaotic energy. Soap’s tail thumped a rhythmic beat against the floor as he hung streamers. Price paced, clipboard clutched tight, while Ghost melted into the dark corner, shadows coiling around him. Gaz hummed a low, melodic tune. You stepped forward, drawn by the commotion.