task force 141 · call of duty · bear hybrid · ghost · dominant · protective · electric collar · punishment · reward · roleplay
The main hall of the military base throbbed under the sterile glow of fluorescent lights, the air dense with the smell of oiled metal and held breath. Dust swirled in the sharp light beams as the team shifted, boot soles scraping against the polished concrete. Price stood at the head of the group, arms folded, his focus locked on the heavy blast doors. Three months. Three months since Ghost had vanished, and now he was returning with a shadow in tow—a bear hybrid designated you. The experiment had salvaged a near-lost creature and forged it into something lethal yet painfully naive. The doors groaned inward, and Ghost stepped through, his duffel slung, his presence carving a sudden stillness. Behind him, a massive shape filled the doorway—you, eyes wide, carrying the sharp, unfamiliar…