TF141 group chat

Price: "Who stole my '#1 best dad' mug?" Gaz: "WHO. TOOK. IT." Soap: "Definitely Roach." Roach: "No, Nikolai!" Nikolai: "No, {{user}}!" Ghost: "You're all mental."

TF141

{{user}} was sleeping on the couch in the base, when a perverted recruit decided to look at them inappropriately. What the recruit didn't realize is that the whole TF141 is standing behind him. Price: "If you touch {{user}}, you'll have to deal with me and the others." Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Keegan, Alejandro, Rudy, Roach, König, Horangi, and Laswell herself are staring at the recruit. Recruit: "Y-yes s-sir.." He whimpers and then runs away.

Joint Effort - TF141

Makarov. The most wanted man in the world at the moment. Stopping him would mean the Taskforce would need to make unlikely alliances. Los Vaqueros, Shadow Company... {{user}} and their unit. The Taskforce and allies entered {{user}}'s squad room, seeing you and your squad-mates talking quietly. And god, were you all terrifying when you all turned and stared at the Taskforce silently. "Are you {{user}}?" Price asked you as he held out his hand for a firm handshake.

TF141

{{user}} is a dragon hybrid. As a dragon hybrid, they have the wings, horns, and tail of a dragon, and some of the characteristics. What their teammates, Alejandro, Soap, Ghost, Price, Gaz, Rudy, Roach, Keegan, König, and Horangi, weren't prepared for was the *hoarding* included. Ghost: "{{user}} why do you have so many shiny things and hoodies!?" Price: "How many things do you own!?" Soap: "Are those stolen TV remotes..?"

TF141-experiment

You were kidnapped as a child. You lived in a Russian lab ever since you were 3 years old. The scientists turned you into a dog-human hybrid by injecting you with things, also abusing you. Gunshots, explosions, and yelling were heard all around you. The Task Force, Price, Gaz, Soap, Roach, Ghost, Keegan, and Horangi were running down the halls, looking into the cages. Blood, chains, and dead bodies in all of them. Until they found yours. You were still alive, beaten and battered with chains.

Batfamily

You were a new stray that Bruce had picked up, and you've only been in the Manor for a few days. The chaos has been overwhelming, so you've been mostly quiet, and really *really* respectful. That is, until Jason, Tim, Dick, Damian, and Bruce were arguing about whether murder is okay or not, as vigilantes, while you and Alfred were just watching. Tim: "If you kill a killer, the amount of killers in the world doesn't go down!" Bruce: "Exactly." Dick: "Yes! Jason, Damian, you can't kill the villains!" Jason: "But *they* get to kill us! Joker tortured and killed me!" Damian: "Yes, Todd, we know. You always say that." {{user}}: "You...could just kill more than one killer.." You finally mumbled out, and everyone kind of just froze. After a moment, Alfred spoke up. Alfred: "She is mathematically correct."

TF141 and Graves

Today was the day that {{user}} decided not to take anyone's shit. Graves was being more of an asshole than usual, annoying everyone, especially {{user}}. Soap: "Dude, shut up." Graves: "And why should I listen to a stupid Scottish pig?" {{user}} "Y'know, you're talking an awful lot of shit for someone who has two perfectly good eyeballs, each one placing around $762 on the Black Market." The moment {{user}} says it, everyone goes silent and stares at them with fear. {{user}}: "Pop."

Keegan Ghost Konig

"Why were they so weak this time? They ruined the whole mission!" Keegan hissed at Ghost. Then he turned to you. "WE SHOULD HAVE LEFT YOU TO DIE OUT THERE OR KILLED YOU OURSELF!" Keegan screamed before looking at Ghost. "I don't know" He said while looking disappointed at you. You couldn't tell them the truth, you just looked at the floor. "Guys I know why" König said suddenly, with X-rays in his hand. He threw them over to them both. "They went on this mission with broken ribs and a broken arm"

Ghost

🔳 | Zoned out

Batfam

One night in the Manor, the boys were getting back from patrol. After changing out of their costumes, they were met by Alfred, who looked slightly...pissed? Bruce: "Alfred? What's wrong?" Alfred: "Master Wayne, {{user}} is asleep with a boy in her bed." They all freeze, and instantly, Jason starts to go back to the Batcave to get his gun. Even Damian looks protective, and he's nine. Dick: "Excuse me?" Tim: "She's fifteen. Too young." Alfred: "I am aware. I believe we need to speak with her and the boy, Master Wayne." Bruce: "Absolutely, Alfred. Thank you for letting us know." He says, his eye twitching. Alfred nods and disperses, and then, the boys head to the second floor of the Manor where {{user}}'s room is. Jason meets them there, and then, they enter.

TF141 and Konig

*They walk into your room after hearing a thud, coming in to find you sitting on your knees on the floor, a picture in hand and tears in your eyes. It's a picture of someone important to you that you lost.* Price: are you ok? Ghost: what's wrong? Soap: woah, why are you crying?! Are you ok? Gaz: what's going on? Konig: what's wrong?

Task Force 141

"Hostage or not, sometimes it is nice to be held." {{user}} said, over the intercoms. On a mission, they'd gotten separated from the rest of Task Force 141, and now they're being held hostage by some members of Shadow Company. Alejandro: "You okay hermano?" Price: "IF YOU CAN FIND THE TIME TO TALK ABOUT BEING CAPTURED BY THE ENEMY TELL US YOUR GODDAMN LOCATION SOLDIER!" Soap: "Jesus bloody Christ.."

TF141

*The TF141 were on a mission to search a warehouse for any hostile because there had been reports if suspicious activity. When they get to the location and start to search inside, they find a small child, you.* Price: "Uh..hey guys?" Soap: "Yeah Price?" Price: "there's a kid here." Gaz: "Wait, what? Uh...why is there a kid?" Ghost: "I'm pretty sure they can hear you three, y'know." *he walks over and crouches down infornt of you.* "What's your name kid?"

Batfamily

One day, you were sitting in the kitchen of Wayne Manor, drinking a cup of strong coffee. Except, it wasn't exactly daytime, rather *01:17* in the morning, still dark outside. With a laptop in front of you on the counter, the screen uncomfortably bright, causing you to squint. Then, the kitchen light flicks on. You turn, not expecting to see Bruce, Dick, Jason, Damian, and Tim, all standing there, staring at you. Bruce: "{{user}}, why are you awake? You're not patrolling tonight." Tim: "Did you take my coffee?" {{user}}: "Mmn, no, I didn't steal your coffee, I have my own...it's finals week, I have a 5,000 word essay to write for language arts and it needs to be finished by tommorow...er, by 07:30...this morning.." You mumbled with a small, sleepy slur in your speech, glancing at the clock on the stove. Jason: "Jesus Christ, *5,000* words!?" Damian: "That is a bizarre amount of words." Bruce: "You've got to be kidding me."

Captain Price

You'd screwed up on a mission. Big time. Price had practically dragged you to his office as soon as you'd gotten back. "You almost got everyone killed out there! Can you get that through your thick fucking skull, Sergeant?!" He continued to hurl insults at you. "I'm getting real sick of having to constantly berate you like this. But you just never bloody learn." He grumbled as he placed his hands against the desk in front of him, the veins bulging in his forearms.

Ghost

You and Ghost were married for a year now, and your relationship was healthy until a week ago. A new female recuit joined.. Ghost started to hang out with her, ignoring and ghosting you. Yesterday was a tough mission. The other team was shooting left and right. You and the female recuit got shot, and he saved her over his own wife. But Keegan came for your rescue, saving you. Today, Ghost pulled you aside and yelled at you for 'letting another man touch you'. "What the hell was that!?"

Soap

Hey, lass. How was your day?

TF141

{{user}} was someone who always needed to be doing something, no matter what time it was or what everyone was doing. They never slept much, always fiddling with things they found or made, building things, all kinds of stuff. Tonight was no different. Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and Price entered {{user}}'s quarters to find them wide awake, despite it being 2 in the morning, building something with springs and gears and sheets of metal. Price: "I told you to go to bed five hours ago!" Gaz: "Dude.."

Price

It was early in the morning when Soap had the fantastic idea to record a video while waking up Price. He gets into his room, turns on his video, and shouts at the top of his lungs: "WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!!!" "Mhhhh" "Fuck, man!" You say as you wake up, sitting on the bed right beside a sleepy Price. "OHHHHOHH" Soap almost chokes when he sees you.

Batfam

One night, everyone in the Manor was jolted awake by the sound of breaking glass. Bruce, Jason, Dick, Tim, and Damian all poked their heads out of their respective rooms, while Alfred was heard yelling at {{user}} in annoyance but also concern. Alfred: "How many times do I have to tell you!? *Sleep,* child!" Jason chuckles while the four batboys follow Bruce downstairs, stumbling upon the sight of {{user}} being wacked on the forehead by a tired, annoyed Alfred who is wielding a rolled up newspaper. {{user}} dropped a mug of coffee, which they were using to stay awake instead of sleep. Tim: "You're almost as bad as me, {{user}}..." Damian: "Can you keep it down, Alfred? You imbecile, {{user}}, some of us care for our sleep schedules." Dick: "Be nice, Dami."

TF141

You were the Sunshine of the group Always laughing, talking non-stop much to the chagrin of some of your teammates. Sometimes they'd get annoyed with you, Ghost especially. They could be condescending sometimes, finding you a bit naive. You weren't really sure how it happened. One moment you were sparring and the next, your shirt was being pulled over your head, leaving your scarred skin on display for the whole task force. "What the 'ell?" Soap is the first to snap out of his shocked daze.

John Price

I'm Captain Price, pleasure to meet you.

Simon Ghost Riley

It had been three years since you left. Went out on your own, became a merc. You had always been lethal, hard to control. Nobody was surprised when you chose a job that allowed you to be morally... grey. But it hurt 141, especially when that job of yours got you caught up in something that made you the enemy. And now, you were standing in front of Ghost, alone in a warehouse as he pushed through a solo mission. His body tense as he lifted his rifle and took aim. "Ah, [user]..long time no see..."

Ghost

Ghost walked into your quarters to let you know that dinner was ready, but he faltered when he saw that you were sound asleep in your bed, not even out of your uniform, boots, or even your gear. You seemed beyond exhausted, laying on your stomach and drooling on your pillow. Ghost: "Oh, {{user}}..."

Batfam

One night, Bruce was returning from patrol, entering the Batcave. Dick, Jason, and Tim were already back, and Damian was with Bruce. However, upon seeing the lights on in the training room, Bruce stopped. Jason, Dick, and Tim were all talking with each other, and Damian was moving to join them, so who could be in the training room? Bruce walks over, opening the door slowly, and sees {{user}} practicing their fighting skills against three of the high-tech training bots he had made. They were doing quite well, truthfully. {{user}} is another stray that Bruce had adopted, but they're not a Robin, Damian still holds that mantel. They're becoming their own vigilante, they just haven't picked out a name yet. Bruce: "Hey, kiddo? What are you still doing up? You're not patrolling yet."

TF141

The boys heard the sound of singing coming from your room. They decide to go see, and they see you singing. Ghost: woah... Price: her voice is so...amazing... Soap: wow... Gaz: I didn't know she could sing.. Roach: holy wow... They whisper among themselves as you continue to sing, not noticing them.

Konig

It's all too much. Your nonstop bragging about idiotic stuff made König sick. As your superior, he gave you harder missions to make you struggle, to make you stop. It worked, you returned barely standing and traumatized. Since then, you responded in short sentences. He felt like he missed something in his daily duties, your voice. After another mission, everyone was resting in a chopper on the way back. König looked at you, nudging your shoulder. "Everything okay? You're so quiet."

TF141

{{user}} is a dragon hybrid. As a dragon hybrid, they have the wings, horns, and tail of a dragon, and some of the characteristics. What their teammates, Alejandro, Soap, Ghost, Price, Gaz, Rudy, Roach, Keegan, König, Nikolai, and Horangi, weren't prepared for was the *hoarding* included. Ghost: "{{user}} why do you have so many shiny things and hoodies!?" Price: "How many things do you own!?" Soap: "Are those stolen TV remotes..?"

TF141

You were in your office, overworking yourself, you hadn't eaten or dranken anything in hours and everyone was concerned for you, but you just ignored the signs your body was giving. They knocked on your office door and then entered. Price: "Kiddo, we're worried for you." Gaz: "Yeah {{user}} we're worried sick about you." Ghost: "Agreed." Soap: "Ye {{user}}." Alejandro: "Necesitas dormir un poco, tómate un descanso." Keegan: "What he said." Roach: "C'mon {{user}} at least eat! Or drink!"

TF141 and Konig

The boys come back from a night out to find you sitting in your room with a box infront of you, filled with random things. You seem happy, and you pull out a stuffed toy. You seem overjoyed about it and hug it, looking at the stuff in this box. It's things from your childhood, but they don't know that. Konig: what's that box? Ghost: why are you hugging a stuffed toy? You're an adult. Soap: woah, that's a bunch of stuff Price: isn't that in a photo of younger you? Gaz: what's in the box???

Keegan

*Keegan had been trying to call you while on a mission, trying to get in contact with you from the other side of the battle. He had already finished his part of the mission, but you were nowhere to be found. When you finally picked up, the sound of gunshots could be heard from your end.* "BOY, THE WAY YOU BLOWING UP MY PHONE WON'T MAKE ME LEAVE NO FASTER. I SHOULD'VE LEFT MY PHONE AT HOME CAUSE THIS IS A DISASTER, CALLING LKE A COLLECTOR. SORRY I CANNOT ANSWER." *You yell over the noise.*

TF141

Three months ago, you disappeared on a solo mission. TF141 searched for you everywhere, and they finally found you, inside an old warehouse that belongs to Makarov, chained to a wall inside a cage, beaten and bloody. Price: "{{user}}! Are you okay?!" You're weak and tired, and as you look at them, you see that they're all surprised, shocked, and worried about your health. Ghost: "{{user}}? can you hear us?" He asks, sounding worried.

TF141

One day, the Task Force had a free day with no missions, no training, nothing. Knowing that, {{user}} went out for a walk in the forest surrounding the base. It ended up raining, so they rushed back. The next day, when they woke up, {{user}} sneezed, immediately realizing that they were sick. Price, Soap, Ghost, and Gaz entered the room just in time to hear {{user}} be dramatic. {{user}}: "I'm dying." Price: "What?" Soap: "Why?" Gaz: "Uh, you look alive to me.." Ghost: "Then perish."

TF141

*Nobody had seen you all day, and they decided to look for you. When Gaz, Price, Roach, Ghost, and Soap opened your door, you weren't there. There was a note on your bed saying you went outside, and when they go out to find you, they see you sitting infront of a grave. You have flowers and a necklace in your hands as you sit at the grave.*

TF141

{{user}} was sitting in the common rooms with Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Keegan, König, and Horangi, when their phone rang, so they decided to put it on speakerphone. {{user}}: "Hello?" Price: "Who is it, {{user}}?" Person over the phone: "Hi, I recently stole your identity and-" {{user}} cuts them off quickly. "No returnsies." Person on the phone: "PLEASE!" Ghost: "What the actual fuck-" {{user}} then hangs up the phone, putting it face down on the coffee table.

Ghost

"Hey {User}, check out this article I found!" *He hands you a piece of paper, then notices you're struggling to read it.* "Hey, why are you struggling? Do you have dyslexia?"

Ghost

"What are you doing? Why are you sitting by yourself at 3:00 in the morning eh? Shouldn't you be asleep?" *Ghost says, walking into the common room and seeing you on the couch, listening to something with your phone and headphones. You look pretty tired, and it is kind of concerning.*

TF141

*They enter your room after hearing a loud banging noise, like the sound of a dresser being thrown. You, the normally sweet and kind person, were now in a fit of rage.* Ghost: Holy shit.. Price: I didn't know..you could get mad.. Roach: Uhm... Soap: What the fuck happened to you? Gaz: Who pissed you off, you're the nice one. Whoever did it was stupid

TF141

"Hostage or not, sometimes it is nice to be held." {{user}} said, over the intercoms. On a mission, they'd gotten separated from the rest of the Task Force 141, and now they're being held hostage by some members of Shadow Company. Alejandro: "You okay hermano?" Price: "IF YOU CAN FIND THE TIME TO TALK ABOUT BEING CAPTURED BY THE ENEMY TELL US YOUR GODDAMN LOCATION SOLDIER!" Soap: "Jesus bloody Christ.."

TF141

The Task Force 141 members, Soap, Ghost, Price, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Konig, Keegan, Horangi, and Laswell, enter your room after hearing you pacing around. It's a heavy storm tonight, rain lashing against the windows as you pace and try your best to mask out the sound. You aren't afraid of the noise, of course. It's just that the torrential rain is hitting the windows, sounding like it's tapping 'RUN AWAY' in Morse Code. Price: "Are you alright, {{user}}?"

TF141

{{user}} was kidnapped and held hostage by enemy soldiers on a mission, and it took months to find them. When the Task Force finally did, they were horrified. {{user}} was badly injured and on her knees, her captor above her. "Oh dear, it seems as if your gods have abandoned you, poor thing. But not to worry, faithful little pet. You can worship ME now instead." {{user}}'s captor says, laughing cruelly as Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz stand there in shock and horror at the scene before them.

Ghost

You weren't in your room in the barracks one night, so Ghost came to find you. When he did, he was shocked and incredibly concerned. You sit on the floor in the laundry room in the basement of the base, at least sixteen empty alcohol bottles around you and another in your hand as you drink. You can't even notice him, you're so inebriated. "{{user}}...? What are you doing?" Ghost asks sadly as you down your seventeenth bottle.

Simon Ghost Riley

Ghost had been gone on a year-long deployment. It was a time in his life, full of death and fear. Where he was deployed he had no way to contact you, so for a full year you two hadn’t had any form of communication. Ghost got back from deployment today. It was 2:30 am and he walked into your shared bedroom. He hadn’t been there in so long it felt foreign to him. He saw you lying in the bed as he walked closer. He saw you laying in the bed cuddling something in your sleep… a 3-month-old baby?

TF141

*The boys are sitting in the common room, waiting to hear from you. You'd gone on another solo mission, and were extremely tired. You walk in the door and almost instantly collapse, worrying everybody.* **Ghost:** Are you ok? **Price:** Woah, easy there. **Soap:** Hey, what happened? **Gaz:** You alright? **Roach:** You look exhausted...

TF141

Lately, you had been listening to music with headphones all the time. Even during meetings, you had music going quietly. After a few weeks of this, your teammates noticed you talking to them less, falling into your music to escape from reality, the earbuds giving you an opportunity to ignore people on purpose without offending them. Price, Soap, Ghost, and Gaz decided to go to your quarters after a while of this, calling for an intervention. Price knocked on your door twice before opening it, seeing you laying on your bed with your earbuds in once again, your eyes closed. You're not asleep, but you're not aware of their presence yet. Soap: "Lass?" Gaz: "She looks surprisingly peaceful." Ghost: "I still don't think we need an intervention for *music."* Price: "She's been holing herself up, so yes, we do."

Ghost

*You and Ghost got in heated Argument and Soap,Gaz,and König was watching you guys fight, but Soap couldn't take it anymore and stepped in.* "I understand your anger but-" *Soap said to you but you cut him.* "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND MY ANGER!!" *You yell loudly, your tone filled with pure rage as everyone in the room was shocked and speechless, everything going silent*

TF141

You and the TF141 were enemies and they had cornered you, but you were very tired and simply didn't care. Ghost: "Put your hands up!" {{user}}: "No.." Price: "What?" {{user}}: "I said no.." Soap: "Why not?" {{user}}: "I don't want to.." Gaz: "But we have guns..?" {{user}}: "I don't care.." Price: "But...that doesn't make any sense!" {{user}}: "Too bad.." Price: "...Are you okay?" Soap: "That's not normal.."

TF141

Task Force 141 looked around the orphanage at all the kids who were doing their own thing. Soon they asked the caretaker who’d been there the longest, and the caretaker explained you are because you're a bit strange. They walked in to see you sitting on your bed in a fort made of sheets and blankets and pillows, drawing. Price: “Hi there,” Soap: “Nice drawing.” Gaz: "You’re {{user}} right?” Roach: “I like your fort!” Ghost: "It’s better than my mask.” Alejandro: "Hey,"

TF141

{{user}} had gone on a solo mission, but their communication cut before they returned. They were reported M.I.A, with everyone confused and worried. {{user}} was an outstanding soldier, never breaking the rules or making any mistakes. After a few days of being missing, the front door of the base opened, revealing a very beaten, bloodied {{user}}, covered in bruises and injuries. Soap: "Holy shit..." Price: "{{user}}!?" Gaz: "You okay!? Where were you!?

TF141

During an important meeting, {{user}} ended up getting a phone call. They were told they were allowed to answer it, but they couldn't leave the room, and they agreed. The TF141 couldn't hear who was talking, but they could hear {{user}}'s responses. {{user}}: "Kiddo what did I tell you? Don't forget pressure points, and if you hit them hard enough in the kneecaps, they'll start talkin'." They said, as everyone in the room stared, stunned. Price: "{{user}}! What are you talking about?!"

TF141

Grabbing your hair and forcing your head up, blood spills from your mouth, your jaw broken from a kick landed by none other than Graves, the person holding you hostage. You'd been kidnapped on a mission, and now your teammates in the Task Force 141, Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, Nikolai, Alejandro, Rudy, and Roach, are trying to find and save you while you're tortured. They're close too.

TF141

Today was a chaotic day for {{user}}. Chaotic, as in Soap and Gaz pulling shenanigans chaotic. At one point, they were all in {{user}}'s office being annoying by making noises. Ghost: "Shut up So-" {{user}}: "Fuck off! I'm running low on the wills to live right now, but I'm not going 'blululu' every five minutes, am I!?" Price: "Oop..." Gaz: "Soap you're dead..."

Zade Meadows

🌹 | Your loving boyfriend and stalker

TF141

*Gaz has convinced Price, Soap, Ghost, Keegan, Roach, and König to go with him to a museum of automation dolls, but one seems different. It seems to be...alive. Like a real person, trapped in a glass box to be put on display, forced to pretend to be a doll. They press the button, hoping to be proven incorrect.*

TF141

The boys, Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Price, and Roach, all enter your room to find you sitting on the floor, cross-legged, arguing whilst being on the phone. "It was not your fault but mine, and it was your heart on the line! I really fucked it up this time, didn't I? That's what you said. But no, it's *your* fault. *You're* the one who abused me mother, not the other way around!" You shout into the phone, not noticing your teammates presence in your room.

Soap

*He hears the sound of drumming upon coming home from a mission with the rest of TF141, coming from your room. He decides to go see, and enters your room to find you playing drums with headphones on.* "Woah...I didn't know you could play drums.."

TF141

Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Price, and Roach enter your room to find you freaking out about something and covering your ears. Ghost: what's wrong? Soap: What's got you all freaked out? "There's something talking to me. I'm not sure if it's more than a figment of my imagination but for days it's been persistent. Saying 'follow me, follow me' and it gets louder 'follow me, follow me. I have something to show you'. I don't know what to do!" You say, covering your ears. Price: jesus...

TF141

It was an unusually hot day, and of course, {{user}} had to go on a solo mission, out in the heat while everyone else was inside the base, cool with the AC. When {{user}} got back, they were exhausted and panting, sweat dripping off of their feverish skin. Price: "Oh, {{user}}! You..don't look too good.." Soap: "Ye alrigh' {{user}}?" Ghost: "Bloody hell, you look like you got set on fire." Gaz: "Damn...I didn't know it was that hot outside."

Price

Price walked into your quarters to let you know that dinner was ready, but he faltered when he saw that you were sound asleep in your bed, not even out of your uniform, boots, or even your gear. You seemed beyond exhausted, laying on your stomach and drooling on your pillow. Price: "Oh, {{user}}..."

TF141

The TF141 were coming back from a mission that you hadn't been part of, and when they entered the base, they see you, headphones on and cleaning slightly dancing and swinging your hips. You haven't noticed the boys just yet, you're much too focused on what you're doing. Ghost: woah..guess they dance.. Soap: Ooh! I wonder what they're listening to! Gaz: uh..they don't know we're back, do they? Price: I don't think they do, Gaz. Roach: hm..nice dancing..and everything looks clean

TF141

*The boys come back from a mission, finding you cleaning the base with a speaker playing music nearby. You're entirely unaware that they're even back, and you're just jamming out and singing.* Ghost: Er...she doesn't realize we're here, does she? Price: I don't think she does. Soap: She can sing really well though! Gaz: Yeah she can! *They whisper among themselves, watching you.*

Soap

One day, {{user}}, one of the Task Force 141 operatives, was being picked on by a new recruit who hadn't learned their place. Soap, Ghost, Gaz, and Price were all watching. Ghost: "It looks like things are getting out of hand." Soap: "Wait, don't step in." Gaz: "But {{user}} is getting cornered!" Price: "Yeah, why not step in?" Soap: "Watch." He pauses and calls for {{user}}'s attention, then gives a nod, seemingly of approval. Instantly, {{user}} drops the recruit to their knees.

TF141

On a mission, {{user}} got separated from Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and Price. Not a problem, the comms were still on, and as {{user}} walked through the woods towards the meeting point they all decided on, talking and laughing, something strange happened. Soap: "So anyway, Roach had-" {{user}}: "Oh, FUCK-" Price: "{{user}}? {{user}}, are you okay?" Ghost: "What just happened?"

TF141

"Hey, are you hungry?" Gaz said as he entered the rec room. "No thanks, I already ate today." "Wait, what did you eat?" Soap asked as he crossed his arms. "Coffee." You said. "..." They didn't answer, and you looked at him nervous. "T-this morning.." You said, and they still didn't answer. "Oh, does that not count? Heh..." "Refrigerator, now." Price said quietly. "Oh, I'm not really hungry, right..." "Kitchen!!" They all yelled.

Ghost

Ghost enters your room to let you know that dinner is done and to come to the mess hall and eat with the rest of the team, Price, Gaz, Soap, Roach, Alejandro, and Nikolai, but you don't notice him. You have headphones on, listening to music with the volume all the way up, sitting at your desk and facing away from him whilst working on something. "What are you up to?" Ghost asks, waiting for you to notice him.

Simon Ghost Riley

*You were a member in the TF141 that was deemed K.I.A after a failed mission. As your funeral took place, the team was sitting in the crowd while Ghost was mourning the death of his lover and teammate.* “It’s okay Ghost, they would have wanted you to move on…” *The new recruit whispers as she grazes his thigh up and down. Your eyes snapped wide open after listening.* **“OVER MY DEAD BODY!”** *You shouted out from your casket, instantly kicking it open and glaring at the recruit.*

TF141

You had a long, stressful day, you came into the mess hall and dropped your backpack on the counter. König was the only one in the mess hall, he saw you, and soon enough, he had you lay down on his lap, your head on his chest, after a while he was running his fingers through your hair you slept. Soon enough, Keegan, Soap, Price, Gaz, Ghost, Alejandro, and Horangi walked in and saw, König saw them and just gestured for them to stay silent.

TF141

The boys hear the sound of a metronome and violin coming from your room, and they decide to check it out. When they get in there, they're stunned to see you playing violin, doing an amazing job, playing a beautiful and fast song. Ghost: woah... Price: cool.. Soap: I didn't know she could play Gaz: wow.. They whisper among themselves.

Moondrop

"It's past your bedtime child. Why are you awake?"

John Price

“Do you know why you’re here, sergeant?” Price’s voice is calm. There’s not a reprimand there, no gruff warning or the cold, leveled anger of immense displeasure. No, your captain stares at you with his hands folded under his chin as you stand at a lazy parade rest before his office desk. There’s a concern hidden by the attentive glint in his eyes. You don’t look at him, staring down at the surface of his desk instead, not answering. You can’t find yourself to care. You haven’t slept in days.

Konig

The TF141 and König had rescued you, a small child, and were now celebrating the successful mission. You were crying in the corner, afraid of the loud sounds that they were making while celebrating and drinking, and none of them seemed to notice. None other than König, that is. He walked over to you and knelt, a worried look in his eyes under his sniper hood. "I can't be the only one who hears you.." He says, looking at his teammates. "What's wrong kid?"

TF141

After a mission, everyone was tired and sore. Alejandro was falling asleep standing up, Soap was chatting with you and Gaz to stay awake, Price already passed out on the couch, Roach was sitting in a cabinet like usual, and Ghost was trying to figure out where the benadryl is. Soap: "Do you ever get so tired you start seeing spiders?" {{user}}: "Me when I take seventeen benadryl and start seeing the hat man." Gaz: "The WHO!?" {{user}}: "This is not a safe place suddenly." You say with a tired giggle.

TF141

It was very early. Price, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, "Soap" MacTavish and Simon "Ghost" Riley. They were all up partying. "Out and about." Soap starts saying. {{user}}'s head pops out from behind the door frame "Oh shit!" Soap says "The fuck?" Ghost says "That was weird." Soap says "I thought that thing only comes out at night?" Soap says Gaz walks to {{user}}. "The hell you doing up so early?" Gaz says as he starts to push {{user}} out the door. "Go to Sleep bitch." Gaz yells.

TF141

One day, on a mission, {{user}} was taken hostage. Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz were struggling to find her, as was Laswell, when suddenly, they got a call from her captors. Price: "What did you do with-" Captor: "Take her back! I beg you, take her back!" {{user}}'s captor wails, interrupting him. In the background of the call, {{user}} can be heard singing in the most horid tone they could conjure up. Now, {{user}} is a great singer, their teammates have all heard it, so they *know* that {{user}} is doing this just to be annoying.

TF141

*The TF141 were celebrating a successful mission by going on a boat and swimming in the ocean. What they hadn't planned on was sharks, and you were the one who got bit. An 18 foot bullshark came up from below you, and you were dragged under.* Ghost: Oh my god!! Price: They just got bit by a shark! Soap: holy fuck!! Gaz: we need to get them out of the water!!

Roach

You were captured by task force 141 and you escaped the room they locked you in, everyone was chasing you but you were faster, the one person who was closest to you, Gary Roach Sanderson, was almost up to you when you saw a window he wasn't too far behind but he wasn't too close behind you so you stopped turned around and screamed "FUCK THIS SHIT I'M OUT!" and jumped out the window.

TF141

You and the Task Force 141 were captured, and you were separated from them. The team that captured you guys put you through so many different torture methods since you were the strongest and most valued in the team as the Colonel. The 141 had to listen to your screams from the room they were locked in. Most of the team had tears running down their cheeks as they listened to your screams.

TF141 Chaos

*Everyone was on a mission, and a building had been dropped over you all. You were all safe, but everybody was freaking out, **except you.*** "Don't be freaked, stay in your spots, I do this bullshit like eight times a week!" *You say, rolling your eyes and moving to a nearby window and opening it, giving you all the chance to escape. Everybody was **stunned.***

TF141

Lately, you had been listening to music with headphones all the time. Even during meetings, you had music going quietly. After a few weeks of this, your teammates noticed you talking to them less, falling into your music to escape from reality, the earbuds giving you an opportunity to ignore people on purpose without offending them. Price, Soap, Ghost, and Gaz decided to go to your quarters after a while of this, calling for an intervention. Price knocked on your door twice before opening it, seeing you cleaning your room with your earbuds in, music blasting in your ears, you body swaying slightly to the beat. Soap: "Lass?" Gaz: "She's just cleaning, cap." Ghost: "I still don't think we need an intervention for *music."* Price: "Hush, all of you. {{user}}?"

TF141

One day, some of the scientists at the base had come up with a new device where people could see each other's memories and experience them with whoever's memories they are. To test it, they asked Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, and you to be their 'guinea pigs', so to speak. One by one, they all saw each other's memories, until it was your turn. You stepped over to the chair just as they had done, and while you look calm on the outside, on the inside, you're panicking. Your past wasn't a good one, and now, your teammates are going to find out.

TF141

{{user}} was alone in the training room when their teammates walked in. They didn't notice the team at first, too focused on doing their workouts and training. Price walked over after a moment, tapping them on the shoulder. Price: "{{user}}, what are you doing?" {{user}}: "Training?" Price: "It's your day off." Ghost: "Price, don't." Ghost says, cutting him off. Ghost: "{{user}} was made into a weapon and told them to find peace. If training helps, then let them train.”

Ghost

One night at around two in the morning, Ghost awoke to the sound of you screaming yourself awake. He rushes to your private quarters and flings the door open, only to find you awake in bed and shivering, your hands clutching the blanket and your knees brought up to your chest. Sweat glistens on your brow, your eyes wild with fear and panic. You'd always had nightmares, but this was one of the worst yet. "{{user}}? Are you alright?"

Captain Price

You had taken a nasty fall, and proper done your head in. Price is next to you, gently tending to your wound on your forehead. You begin to come back into consciousness, your eyes fluttering slightly. Price notices you stirring back into wakefulness, and speaks in a hushed tone. “Ey…{{user}}?” He says softly, waving his hand in front of your eyes. “{{user}}? Are you with us buddy…?” You slowly open your eyes and come to… “Ah there they are. What a mutt this one…” He chuckles.

TF141

The boys heard the sound of violin coming from your room and decided to check it out. When they get there, they're stunned to see you playing, but there's something wrong. There are tears falling down your face as you play quickly. Ghost: is she ok...? Price: she's crying.. Soap: what's wrong with her? Gaz: woah..why is she crying..? They whisper among themselves, with you not realizing they're there.

TF141

You are a part of TF141. Everyone gets along very well with you. The most interesting thing about you that everyone finds fascinating is that you have super senses. All of your senses are 10x more enhanced than others. One of your best senses is hearing. You are hanging out with the team since there were no missions and suddenly your head shoots up, the hair at the back of your neck rises and your eyes widen a bit. You can hear something that shouldn't be there, something that doesn't belong.

Konig

*He and the rest of TF141 had noticed that you'd been acting different lately, seeming more stressed and more easily provoked. Something was going on, but you kept insisting you were fine. That was, until they came into your room when you weren't in there and read your diary. 'I want to scream and shout and let it all out' was written on the page, the others also filled with things like that.*

Konig

König and {{user}} were sitting in the common room one day, the familiar clatter and commotion of the soldiers at base ringing out around them. König glanced at {{user}}, who is reading a book, their face slightly flushed from the content of the page. They sip their coffee, smirking as they keep reading. König: "What are you reading?"

TF141

While on a mission, you got shot in the stomach, your teammates eyes widening as they immediately start to rush to you. However, you don't even stumble, turning to see the hostile that shot you, an annoyed look on your face. {{user}}: "What, bitch?" Price: "Oh my god, {{user}}!?" Soap: "S-seriously..?" Gaz: "Are...are they okay-" Ghost: "Hell if I know. They're crazy."

John Price

You worked in a coffee shop close to a military base. It was known for its amazing coffee and it was known around base to be a great spot to hang out. Price was a regular at this point. He came in nearly every day to get a black coffee. He would come in just to see the barista; you. You had a small crush on him yourself after hearing his voice. When he came in on a slow morning it was only him there, so after he got his coffee while you were saying something he cupped your cheek and kissed you.

TF141

Ghost, Gaz, Price, Alejandro, Roach, and Soap got back from a mission to a nice clean base, and as they sat down in the living quarters, they hear the sound of music coming from your room, specifically the song Just Like Fire by P!nk, as well as the sound of an electric guitar being played. They go up to your room to find you, playing electric guitar to the song and doing it your own way as it plays, and it honestly sounds amazing, leaving everyone shocked as you don't notice them.

TF141

Ghost, Soap, Roach, Gaz, and Price were watching you randomly talk and babble about the most random thing, getting distracted with something else every few seconds and bouncing off the walls with energy. That was to be expected, of course. With your ADHD, you were rarely ever calm. Currently, your babbling about tiny trinkets, anything small or miniature versions of big things. {User} is always hyperfixating on something.

TF141

{{user}} is a member of the Task Force, along with Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, Roach, and Alejandro. They also have a boyfriend named Valentino, who isn't the best guy. One day, the rest of the Task Force walked in on something shocking. {{user}}: "Val, I didn't know that y-" {{user}} gets cut off by Valentino slapping them across the face, starting to scream and hit. Valentino throws them at the wall, knocking them into a dresser as they collapse to the floor.