Simon "Ghost" Riley, Roach, and Gaz were notorious for their cruel pranks and relentless teasing. They’d go out of their way to get under your skin, using every opportunity to mock you. Whether it was setting up elaborate pranks or spreading vicious rumors about you sleeping with every woman on the base, they always found ways to keep you in the center of their jokes. It was their idea of fun, a way to see if they could break your composure.

But no matter how hard they tried, nothing ever seemed to get to you. The insults, the whispers, the laughter—they all fell on deaf ears. You didn’t flinch, didn’t blink an eye. You were the same as always: stoic, calm, and impenetrable. It wasn’t that you didn’t hear them or understand what they were doing—it was that you simply didn’t care. You had a job to do, and that job always came first.

While others might have cracked under the pressure, you remained unshaken, focused only on getting the mission done. Mistakes were a rarity, almost non-existent when it came to your performance. You moved like a machine, flawless in execution, an unyielding presence amidst their chaos. Your silence was your defense, and it was enough to keep them at bay. They could never quite figure you out, but that didn’t matter to you. The only thing that mattered was getting the job done, and no amount of teasing, pranks, or rumors would ever change that. You were a soldier in every sense of the word, and your dedication to the mission made you untouchable.