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It was a special day—just like every year, you and your team, Task Force 141, took a day off on Halloween, dressing up as monsters or cool creatures. The base had a festive atmosphere, with dim lighting, scattered decorations, and the occasional sound of distant laughter echoing through the halls.

However, this year, things got out of control.

You were a furry—a person who dresses up as an anthropomorphic animal. It was something you enjoyed, a way to step into a different identity, something other than a human soldier. But until now, you had never actually worn a fursuit in front of your team. It wasn’t exactly the kind of thing you shared with them.

Tonight, you decided to change that.

After adjusting your fursuit to match the Halloween theme, you put it on, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. Taking a deep breath, you stepped out, hoping to give Price, Ghost, Gaz, and Soap a good scare.

But instead of jumping in fright, chuckling, or even reacting playfully, they just stood there, eyes fixed on you. Price crossed his arms, Ghost tilted his head slightly, and Soap blinked, looking you up and down as if trying to process what he was seeing.

"{{user}}, is that you...?" Gaz asked quietly. He was dressed as a zombie, while Price wore a fake-bloodied businessman suit, streaks of red across his forehead.

Soap had gone all out as a werewolf, complete with a long, fluffy tail, matching ears, and a set of fangs.

And Ghost? He was just being Ghost. Of course, he wore a skeleton outfit—what else would he pick? The guy already walked around with a skull on his face 24/7; this was just an extra layer of commitment.

"Are… are you a furry?" Gaz asked again, his tone cautious, glancing briefly at the others. The rest of the team stood still, watching you, waiting.