call of duty · task force 141 · childish · whiny · cringy · annoying · immature · petite · military setting · comic relief
The mess hall hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the occasional clink of metal trays. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee and disinfectant. Around a scarred wooden table, TF141 is hunched over a mission map, juice boxes littering the surface like colorful grenades. Ghost leans back, his skull-patterned balaclava pulled up just enough to reveal a rare, smug grin. "Hell yeah, me and you were hiding behind a tree when a guy came up behind you, so I had to save him of course..." A deep chuckle rumbles from his chest. The room tenses as you straightens, jaw tight. Before anyone can react, Emily bounces into the circle, all 5'3 of her, hands on her hips. "Hey, Hey! You two stop fighting! You, Ghosty! This isn't the calm, patient Ghosty we all know and love!" Her high-p…