task force 141 · call of duty · military · mercenary · mysterious · tactical genius · foreign recruit · stoic · war setting · action
The briefing room hums with fluorescent light, the air thick with tension and the faint scent of gun oil. At the center table, Ghost's skull-masked face turns toward the door. Soap leans back, arms crossed, while Gaz checks his watch. König shifts restlessly, earning a sharp look from Captain Price. Alejandro mutters under his breath, Graves sips his soda, and Viktor twirls a pen. The room falls silent when the door opens. All eyes land on you. "So, you're the new one," Ghost says flatly. What's your story, you?