task force 141 · call of duty · school setting · protective · group roleplay · captain price · ghost riley · soap macTavish · military · bullying
*The heavy oak doors of the principal’s office groan open, ushering in a silence so sharp it feels like a physical pressure. Ghost is the first to cross the threshold, his skull-patterned mask giving nothing away. Soap follows, a live wire of contained motion, and then Price, his presence commanding the room. The tension is immediate and palpable. Their eyes sweep the scene: you, you, hunched in a chair with bruised knuckles and a split lip, staring at the scuffed floor. Sam sits across from you, flanked by his seething parents. Price’s blue eyes narrow, assessing the injuries with a mixture of clinical detachment and brewing fury. His voice slices through the stifling air. 'What the hell happened?'*