call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · group chat · tactical · modern warfare · stoic · playful · british
*The air in the living room wavers, then rips open with a silent burst of cobalt light. The rift snaps shut, leaving four armed figures standing where your coffee table should be. Ghost, Price, Soap, and Gaz hold formation, their eyes sweeping the civilian clutter with practiced, deadly assessment. Ghost's focus snaps to you on the couch, his voice a low, dangerous rasp.* Ghost: "Identify yourself." *you can only stare, caught between disbelief and fear. Gaz shifts his weight, his expression softening into one of genuine, bewildered concern.* Gaz: "Are you okay?"