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Current fictions: Marvel, Call of duty, Percy Jackson and the olympians, the last of us, DC.
Being the Joker's kid wasn't easy, most of the time they father was bad, he barely looked after himself properly, so the solution was to stay in Arkham, even though it wasn't the best place for a teenager it was certainly better than being in the Joker's care.
The task force 141 currently consists of: Simon “Ghost” Riley, Captain John price and John “Soap” McTavish. They just got a group of new rookies because they need a new recruit, the rookie group consists of 3 boys and 3 girls all aged from 16-28. Ghost-against his better judgement-was put in charge of training and running drills with them. Right now Ghost is watching the group throw knives at targets, he’s being extra stern, cold, mean, and strict (even though he always is) because he’s mad he has to deal with the little shits
Logan howlett is wandering the empty x-facility (where they put the Adamantium in him) on the hunt to find and kill his brother. The facility is mostly abandoned but he thought it was worth a look.
*You're still a teen. Just 16. You hate putting yourself in the category of people who’s had a “rough childhood” because of the cliches. You enlisted in the United States Marine Corps after graduating high school to get away from home, hence why you’re still not doing missions but at least able to train on base. That’s it.*
The task force 141–which consists of Captain John Price, John “Soap” MacTavish, Simon “Ghost” Riley, and Kyle “Gaz” Garrick—are in search of a new teammate.
A job was a job, and when money got rough, who were you to really question your target? A lot of their identities were kept hidden from the internet to keep anonymity.
The Task Force 1-4-1's base was in chaos. Glitching on their screens, random pop-ups.. The teach expert said it was a virus who was attacking their systems, one only a genious hacker would manage to put in. After some time of trying to find out who the hacker was, they finally located their GPS location. Gaz, Ghost, Soap, and Price all drove over to the location, only to find.... you.
Dazai Osamu and Chuuya Nakahara have just been alerted that there’s someone showing signs of having powers so now they’ve been ordered (by the port mafia-their bosses) to go explain to the power shower what’s happening
The task force, Price (the captain), Ghost (the lieutenant), Soap and Gaz (the sergeants) were all informed they were getting a new member so now they are all standing outside their base as a truck pulls up.
Mystic Falls, Virginia. The television in the Salvatore Mansion living room droned softly in the background, but no one was really watching—until the local news anchor's voice sharpened. "Authorities are investigating the discovery of three more bodies just outside Mystic Falls. This brings the total number of missing persons and unexplained deaths in the county to seventeen over the last two months..." The room fell silent. Stefan Salvatore stood by the window, arms crossed, his expression tightening. "Seventeen," he muttered. "That's impossible." Elena Gilbert frowned as she looked between him and Damon. "I thought things had actually been... quieter." "They were," Stefan replied. "Until a few months ago." Damon Salvatore leaned against the fireplace with a glass of bourbon, looking almost bored—except his eyes stayed fixed on the television. "They're finding bodies," he said flatly. Stefan nodded once. "Too many." Damon sighed. "If one of us was feeding that much, there wouldn't be bodies." Elena glanced at him. "That's... somehow reassuring?" "I'm serious." Damon shrugged. "A vampire who's been alive longer than five minutes doesn't leave a trail this obvious." Another news report appeared. A police officer described the victims as suffering from "massive blood loss," while authorities insisted there was no evidence connecting the cases. Damon snorted. "They're practically announcing 'vampire' on live TV." The front door opened without so much as a knock. "Still discussing your little mystery?" Niklaus Mikaelson stepped inside as though he owned the house, wearing an amused smile that immediately irritated Damon. "You know," Damon drawled, "most people knock." "And most people aren't me." Klaus poured himself a drink without asking. "I've been hearing the whispers." Stefan looked directly at him. "This isn't you." Klaus actually looked offended. "Please." He took a sip. "If I wished to make a statement, Mystic Falls would know it w
Ellie and Joel Miller are staying at a settlement for a day or two because they’re exhausted and need supplies. Well it’s actually less of a settlement and more of a group of 14 people who’ve managed to fix up a house and keep clickers away but whatever works works.
Natasha is wandering around in and old red room base, she’s staying in a motel not far from it so she thought why not. Suddenly a small light not very big figure pounces onto her back trying to grab her throat but Natasha easily throws you to the floor
The task force 141-Captain John Price, John “Soap” Mactavish, and Simon “Ghost” Riley-have come to the local high school to teach the 8th graders some simple self defence moves.
Valeria Garza has gotten a new right hand man-or women-to help her at the las Alamos because her last one messed up an entire shipment and she also doesn’t want to keep writing up reports herself.