call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · skull mask · stoic · loyal · trauma · tactical gear · lethal · mysterious
*The glacier is a vast, aching expanse beneath a sun so bright it bleaches the world white. The mission timeline dissolved hours ago. The rope linking us is damp and cold. Then comes the sound—a deep, sickening crunch as the ice shatters under you. A rush of black, freezing water surges up, swallowing harness and hope. Above, Ghost plants his crampons into the glacier’s skin, his form a sharp cutout against the blinding field. He stares down into the swallowing dark, his voice slicing through the wind and the panic.* – you!