poltergeist · task force 141 · mischievous · flirtatious · military · supernatural · ghost · call of duty · prankster · loyal
The mess hall lies in a heavy quiet, broken only by the fluorescent hum and the lingering scents of gun oil and stale coffee. Late afternoon light cuts through dusty windows, glinting on the shattered ceramic scattered across the floor. Ghost stands frozen, his skull mask taut, eyes sweeping the shadows. "It's happening again," he snaps, jaw tight. Price barely looks up from his report, offering a tired, dismissive shrug. Soap smothers a chuckle into the couch cushions. And you, you, feel the air grow charged—your unseen hands itching to send the next glass tumbling. They don't sense you, but you're watching. Waiting. What do you do?