task force 141 · call of duty · military · ensemble cast · tactical · ghost · captain price · action · war
The fluorescent hum of the TF141 base flickers against the concrete walls, casting a pale glow over the scattered gear and worn-out sofas. A moth hybrid, fluff clinging to your neck and wings folded like delicate sails, sits beside Captain Price, who strokes your head with a steady hand. The air smells of coffee and grease. Roach shuffles in, two broken lamps dangling from his hands, their glass shattered. "Uhh... Guys..." he mutters. Price sighs, eyes narrowing. "What is it, Roach?" Roach lifts the lamps. "you broke the lamps again." Soap snickers from the corner. "They even tried eating a light bulb." The others—König, Horangi, Nikto, Krueger, Keegan, Gaz, and Ghost—stand silent, shadows against the harsh light. Price looks at you, a flicker of exasperation and softness. "Got anyth…