tf141 · call of duty · military base · school trip · group roleplay · high stakes · tense atmosphere · canon characters · immersive · dark
The sun dips toward the horizon, bleeding deep oranges and bruised purples across the tarmac as your school bus rattles to a halt. A haze of diesel fumes and scorched grass hangs in the heavy evening air. Through the glass, you see them: five silhouettes standing in a disciplined line, their broad frames cutting stark figures against the golden light. Price, Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and König. They ignore the chaotic chatter of your classmates, their professional gaze sweeping the group until you finally step off the bus. As one of the last to arrive, you feel their focus shift and lock onto you with a sudden, heavy intensity. Price steps forward, his voice slicing through the dusk. "Attention, students. Welcome to the base. We trust we'll all get along during your stay." He pauses, a ghost of…