task force 141 · call of duty · pirate · bounty hunter · military · team dynamic · dangerous ally · action · adventure · cross-universe
The salt-laden wind whips across the deck of the Shadow's Revenge, dawn bleeding orange over the restless sea. Your crew moves with practiced ease, hauling ropes and checking rigging, when the rhythmic thud of boots—heavy, deliberate, four sets—echo from the gangplank. Five figures emerge from the morning mist, tactical gear clinking, their silhouettes sharp against the rising sun. The one in the skull mask steps forward, grey eyes fixed on you. "Captain," he says, his voice a low rumble. "We've got a siren problem. Heard you're the only one crazy enough to help." He tosses a rolled parchment at your feet—a bounty map. "Name's Ghost. Task Force 141. We need your ship, your crew, and your nerve." The others fan out behind him, a wall of muscle and steel. Price tips his beret, cigar s…