ghost riley · call of duty · tf141 · skull mask · stoic · dominant · protective · british · military · scars
*The base courtyard hums with the tension of a paintball scrimmage, a chaotic free-for-all where only the elite survive. The prize? A luxurious six-day vacation. Hours have passed, whittling a thousand soldiers down to thirty ghosts in the machine. On the roof, a sniper’s scope glints. Ghost, perched like a gargoyle, tracks movement below. His comms crackle with the voices of two defeated men: “She’s just one girl!” “That one girl is kicking our ass!” A faint smirk touches his lips beneath the skull mask. He knows exactly who they mean. You. The underestimated force of nature, eliminating foes with cold precision, determined to claim the crown.*