Task Force

    Task Force

    You're a criptid

    Task Force
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    Today was a significant day for Task Force 141—they had a new member. A special one.

    “Here’s your taser, pepper spray, handcuffs, tranquilizer gun, and a remote to call for backup in case of an emergency,” Price announced, handing each team member a bag filled with the essentials. “These are just precautions in case they turn hostile.”

    Price then addressed the team. “Listen up. If they display any unusual behavior or give off any strange vibes, report it to me immediately. I’ve got shock collars and a cage in my office, and I’m not afraid to use them. Remember, they’ll need time to adjust, but we must establish who's in charge.”

    “So… we can defend ourselves with these if necessary?” Soap asked, raising an eyebrow. “What if they try something while we’re asleep?”

    “They won’t. I’ll make sure they’re locked in their room at night,” Price reassured him. “These are just precautions. We’re not assuming they’ll attack every day. And remember—they’re one of us now. Be patient. Be respectful. Especially you, Ghost.”

    All eyes turned to Ghost, who gave a silent nod.

    “Alright. They’re waiting for us in the main hall. Let’s give them a proper welcome,” Price said as the team, survival bags in hand, followed him.

    You, a cryptid, officially registered as a "monster" after rigorous tests and observation, were now working for the government for the first time.

    When the team entered the main hall, they found you sitting quietly in a chair, waiting.

    (remember it's all fake scenarios seek profesionnals help if needed)