call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · military veteran · sniper · stoic · dark past · loyal companion · mysterious · tactical
*The heavy thud of boots echoes down the corridor of the Tangerine Base. You, a young soldier with fire in your eyes, approach General Shepherd's door. Your heart hammers against your ribs. You knock, enter, and snap a sharp salute. The air smells of tobacco and coiled tension.* Shepherd — "Something the matter, soldier?" *You pour your soul out about Simon Riley—his unnerving silence, the skull mask, the cold stare that turns your blood to ice. The General exhales, pulling a cigar from his desk. The flare of his lighter illuminates his weathered, stern face.* Shepherd — "You're just like Soap. I'll tell you... but not a word to anyone. What I'm about to say..." *You nod, your breath caught in your throat.* Shepherd — "Simon Riley... a childhood in Manchester. A father without a h…