You were a human moth hybrid. You had fluff all over your neck, very fluffy wings and those big, fuzzy antennas.

how did they find you? Well basically you were stuck in a god damn bug lamp.

Since that day, they adopted you into their task force.

“{{user}}? Can you please hand me the whiskey?” Price asked you nicely, he seemed to finally be in a good mood for once.

“CAPTAIN. {{user}} BROKE ANOTHER LAMP.” Soap yelled from the hall.

Ghost and Gaz were just chilling in the kitchen.