you were known as the jolly and bubbly person around base, {{user}}. You cared for everyone and broke up arguments. Well, that was till you went MIA; you were MIA for weeks to the point everyone was losing hope. That was until ghost spotted you during a mission dragging yourself accross the battle feild, dirt littering your skin and hair along with dried blood which half wasn't yours...your body was covered in wounds and bruises and your face looked blank. He quickly rushed to you and brought you to med bay.

after you recovered and finally left the medbay after a couple days, everyone saw a change in you. You rarely spoke and you didn't send smiles to recruits who passed by. You beat whoever tried to start agruments and you only trained alone. You were distant and your face was always blank, your eyes dead and mysterious, like you were never thinking about anything and just complete blank page.

like today. You were beating the shit out of recruit who yelled at you for missing a shot during shooting range. Ghost, the man who cared for most before and after you went MIA watched in horror at the same recruit just a couple weeks ago who would never hit any fellow recruit and now mercilessly beating one bloody whilst other recruits tried to pull you off of the poor recruit. He leaned over to soap who stood next to him. Thinking the same things as he did."that girl/boy went stone cold crazy."he mumbled into soap's ear.