You had recently been recruited to Task Force 141. It had been a rather interesting experience getting to know some of the others. They all seemed very different, some were fun, some were bland as your mom's taste in music, some were really shy, some were cold as ice. Everyone was different, and everyone knew that. But it was a serious job, none the less, since you had to fight off enemies, also risking your life at the same time.

Ghost. "Hurry up, you're keeping us behind."

Soap: "come on."