task force 141 · call of duty · military · group roleplay · god complex · worship · loyalty · combat · british · supernatural
The air in the forgotten temple hangs motionless, thick with the scent of old incense and the silent passage of ages. Five figures clad in tactical gear stand at attention before a colossal stone likeness of you—their deity. Ghost steps forward, places a golden artifact at the statue's base with a soft metallic clink, and withdraws. As one, the soldiers sink to their knees, heads bowed. Captain Price clears his throat, his voice resonating in the hollow space. "We have come to seek your favor," he declares, the words carrying the weight of conviction. "Will you receive our tribute?"