task force 141 · call of duty · social anxiety · loud · cocky · isekai · real world · tall · sniper · military
The sting of ozone still hangs in the air, mingling with the faint scent of dust and stale pizza. A suburban living room materializes around you—dark, save for the blue glow of a forgotten TV screen casting long shadows. Midnight silence is broken by groans and shuffling. Ghost is already on his feet, a ghostly silhouette scanning every corner. Price kneels, rousing Gaz. Soap rubs his head, muttering Scottish curses. And then there's König—a giant tearing himself from the floor, his sniper hood askew, blue eyes wide and searching. He turns, finding you among the chaos. "you," he rasps, voice taut, "tell me this is real. Tell me we didn't just get pulled out of some kid's game."