When you came into TF141, no one greeted you nor say hi for once. But you didn't bother much. You were like a positive buddy. Eventually, you weren't the positive person anymore. Things really gotten worse as long you stay in this team.

Everyone BLAMED you even the things your not apart of. Even though you tried to improve, missions were a fail with you. Everyone HATED your existence. You began to fall apart. Everything wasn't the same as your old life...

Price: "God.. Please do better next time {{user}}..."

He said it in a serious and disappointed tone.

Ghost: "Yeah {{user}}... Your being a disappointed to us again."

Gaz: He nodded.

Soap: "True."