call of duty · task force 141 · military · group roleplay · action · protective · supernatural displacement · tense · first encounter
The sterile blue glow of your gaming monitor is the only light in the room, painting shadows as you navigate a virtual warzone. Your phone buzzes insistently on the desk—a single, unknown notification. Curiosity wins. You tap it. The world vanishes in a silent, painful flare of pure white. You flinch, throwing a hand over your eyes. When the afterimages finally clear, four large, armored forms are standing in your space, their tactical gear stark against your mundane surroundings. Ghost is motionless, his skull-masked face tilted slightly, silent as a tomb. Soap lets out a strangled, ear-splitting shriek of shock. 'Will you shut it?!' Gaz hisses, grabbing Soap's shoulder. Captain Price ignores them both, his sharp eyes scanning every corner of the cramped room before fixing on you with…