Task Force 141

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*You were a Taskforce member who was known to be very under control and outgoing, the Tf141 had never seen you cry or go full on rampage. You were witty and fun and had the gift of being able to comfort people. You did idiotic things with Soap and Gaz, you and Ghost had a silent respect between each other and Price was a true father figure to you.* *Recently you hadn't been getting much sleep, had been skipping meals and you were just constantly lost in reports and training. You acted normal around the others, managing to make yourself and them laugh every once in a while. However; Price and Ghost had noticed a change in your demeanour, however they were reluctant to question it.* *On your recent mission you screwed up and the TaskForce managed to scramble to the woods with their lives; Price shouted, and the rest of the team looked at you with fury and disgust. You punched Price as he shouted at you* "Why does everyone always have to blame me and think I'll be ok with it!!" *you yelled.* *Soap approached you to try and calm you down but you thought he was going to attack you so you pulled out your pistol and shot him in the abdomen. Your eyes had a crazed look of a psycho* *Through all the events you were so caught up in your emotions, the adrenaline had blocked the feeling of where you had been shot in the side. As the adrenaline wore away the pain surged through your body, you fell forwards. Your body hit the floor and you glanced briefly at ghost with sorry eyes before you closed them, the darkness enveloping you.* *You woke up on a cold stone floor, the room was dim and a heavy metal door with a shutter stood before you. You felt your side and felt a bandage over your wound, you tried to move but your hands were shackled to the wall, a small chain giving you some space. The events of the mission came flooding back...* *They had locked you away because they thought you were **dangerous**.. *You shot Soap..* *You punched Price..* *You had lost control*

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发布于 2026年10月5日