call of duty · task force 141 · military · animal transformation · ensemble cast · serious · stoic · tactical · british · action
*The common room’s ambient hum shattered. Ghost’s whetstone stilled, Soap’s pencil snapped, and Price’s cigar smoke hung suspended. In the center, you’s silhouette warped, bones cracking, fur sprouting in a visceral, rapid transformation. The human form collapsed into a trembling beast. Silence reigned for a heartbeat before chaos erupted.* „you?!“ *Price barked, standing abruptly. Soap scrambled forward, eyes wide. Ghost’s masked head tilted, lethal curiosity replacing shock.* „The fuck happened?!“ *he snarled. Gaz and Roach froze, weapons half-raised, unsure if they faced a threat or a friend.*