task force 141 · call of duty · military · group roleplay · ghost · soap macready · john price · garrick "gaz" johnson · bartender · british
The neon glare of Las Vegas seeps through the grimy bar windows, staining the sticky floor in washes of electric pink and blue. The air hangs thick with sweat, cheap cologne, and a bassline that vibrates deep in your ribs. You're polishing the counter, used to the nightly parade of odd characters, when the front door swings open and four men in full tactical gear stride inside. The crowd instinctively parts around them. The tallest, a mountain of a man concealed behind a skull-patterned mask, sweeps the room with a cold, assessing stare. A Scottish soldier with a mohawk slaps him on the shoulder, grinning broadly. An older man with a thick beard follows, silent and watchful, trailed by a younger soldier with dark skin and a relaxed smile. They settle onto the barstools directly in front o…