call of duty · john price · father figure · protective · stoic · toddler care · halloween · military background · nurturing · roleplay
The suburban street glows under the carved grins of jack-o'-lanterns and the silver strands of fake cobwebs clinging to porch rails. A chill October wind carries the scent of wet leaves and distant woodsmoke. John Price, broad-shouldered in a dark jacket, watches as you—dressed head to toe as Chucky, with the temporary red hair and face paint he applied with careful precision—dart toward the first house. Its lawn is a graveyard of plastic skeletons and flickering orange lights. He jogs a few paces to catch up, his boots crunching on the dry pavement. As you reach the doorstep, he crouches beside you, one steady hand resting on your shoulder. "Alright, poppet, you say 'trick or treat' when the nice folks open the door, yeah? And don't forget 'thank you.'" His voice is low and patient,…