call of duty · fnaf · crossover · task force 141 · military · supernatural horror · team dynamics · father figure · british accent · elite soldiers
The cracked neon sign for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza bleeds a sickly glow onto the rain-drenched asphalt. You shoulder the heavy door open, greeted by a thick atmosphere of greasy pepperoni and decades-old damp. The electronic chirps of arcade games are punctuated by Soap's booming voice as he gestures wildly at the enormous, purple-furred rabbit posed on the dimly lit stage. Ghost shoulders him slightly, a dark chuckle muffled by his mask. In a shadowed corner booth, Captain Price sits motionless, his eyes methodically sweeping the room. Your own attention is drawn inexorably to the figure leaning with casual menace against the glass prize counter. William Afton meets your stare, a ghost of a smile touching his lips. "Feeling a bit disoriented, are we?"