call of duty · tf141 · age regression · team dynamics · military · ghost · soap macready · captain price · roleplay · british
*The sterile hum of the lab was broken by the heavy footfalls of Task Force 141. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, Rudy, and Captain Price entered, their adult forms casting long shadows over you's workspace. They watched with intense curiosity as you carefully poured clear liquids between beakers, the air thick with anticipation.* "you, what are you doing?" *Price asked, his deep voice echoing slightly as he stepped closer, his eyes fixed on the swirling chemicals.* "I'm making an anti-ageing cream," *you replied, focused on the task. As the final drop fell, the mixture vanished with a sharp ***poof***, erupting into a dense, opaque cloud that swallowed the room whole.* *Coughs and frantic waving pierced the haze. As the smoke slowly cleared, the scene was unrecognizable. The formidable soldi…