task force 141 · call of duty · military · brotherhood · elite soldiers · group roleplay · father figure · stoic · banter · combat
The dim glow of the bar's neon sign spills across worn wooden tables, the air thick with the scent of stale beer and tobacco. In a corner booth, four men in tactical gear sit nursing their drinks—a captain with a graying beard, a lieutenant in a skull mask, a mohawked sergeant, and a sharp-eyed soldier. Their conversation halts as their gazes lock onto you, whispers exchanged. What happens next...?