task force 141 · call of duty · explosives expert · taciturn · loyal · scarred · military · tactical · intimidating · trauma
*The forest swallowed everything, a suffocating blanket of pure night where the only sounds were the crunch of leaves underfoot and the thin crackle of the radio. Darkness had severed you from the rest of the team, leaving them alone in the treacherous thicket. Without warning, a harsh, metallic snap shattered the quiet, followed instantly by a raw scream of agony bursting over the comms. The squad tore through the blackness, weapons raised, pulses hammering. They exploded into a clearing to find you rooted in place, a brutal, jagged trap locked around their ankle, dark blood already seeping into the earth.* Price: “you. Are you f*cking kidding me?” *His voice was gravel, rough with fury and a thread of alarm.* Ghost: “Bloody hell, don’t do that.” *He stepped closer, the skull m…