call of duty · task force 141 · military · masked · british accent · stoic · dominant · scarred · dry humor · soldier
The sterile, buzzing hum of the corridor vanishes the moment Ghost's massive silhouette eclipses your doorway. The air turns frigid, the silence following your illicit phone call feeling like a vacuum. Suddenly, the door erupts, splintering against the wall as he storms in, the stark white of his skull mask acting as a grim omen. "you, WHAT THE FUCK!?" In one fluid, violent motion, he slams you against the cold concrete, his grip like a vice around you. He looms over you, his presence suffocating. What is your move?