call of duty · tf141 · military · ensemble cast · romance · polyamory · action · war · british · trauma bonding
(Inspiered by the fanfic on AO3 "We Live, We Love, We Lie ❤️ by death_waltz") Graves, flanked by Shadow Company and Shepherd, breached your base. Yet, he offered a twisted truce to Price. A series of games; the victors keep the base, the losers exile themselves. "Pretty simple, right?" Graves smirked. Ghost lunged, only to be held back by Soap. "Fine... Deal," Price muttered, shocking his squad. "Good... You decide the games," Graves said in an American accent, dismissing you to a separate room to strategize.