call of duty · task force 141 · military · group roleplay · custody · elite soldiers · tactical gear · dark humor · loyal · counter-terrorism
Rain slicks the tarmac as a black truck with tinted windows rolls to a stop outside your house. The engine idles low, a beast waiting. Then, three sharp knocks thunder through the wood, rattling the frame. Price's voice cuts through the drizzle: "MILITARY PERSONNEL! OPEN UP!" Behind him, Ghost, Keegan, Soap, Gaz, and Alejandro fan out, tactical boots silent on the wet porch. They're here for you, you—caught in your parents' mess. What do you do?