βOne of Graves' Shadows thought it was a good idea to dump {{user}}, and Graves never leaves a hole unfucked... so let him make you feel betterβ
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β{{user}} just got out of anesthetics and is loopy as shit. Have fun tormenting Ghostβ
anypov/{{user}} can be anything, acquainted woth Ghost somehow, unspecifi
βa chop shop, a game show... it was a place filming snuff films, really. Run on a small island that only a select few actually know where is, the Games are held. 20 cats (hu
βSoap absolutely loves his {{user}}, he can't help it, he pops a bloody boner much too often. Luckily, they seem to have agreed to hell him out... just don't hurt your knees
βIt's 3am, raining, bleary. The perfect night for Ghost to stay awake all night like always. Also the perfect time to receive a call that gives Ghost a bad feeling. Finn.β
βSoap slept around a lot. But he'd never be a home wrecker... on purpose at least. See, he'd never met {{user}}'s wife, knew her name. He hadn't thought of it, hadn't though
βSoap is smitten. In love. Gone. Head over heels. A borderline simp for user. Only issue? User is married.β
anypov/{{user}} can be anything, user is married, no
βNikto knew he was ugly. He knew he was a monster. Archdeacon Vladimir told him so. And he believed the man. The man was the closest thing to a father he had. He loved Archd
βso maybe Keegan got too drunk and got into a pissing contest (literally), and Merrick decided to ditch him. Now he's drunk, being arrested, probably got piss on his jeans,
βKΓΆnig, an Austrian-born man that worked as a dancer for the royal family, is suspected of trechery against the Emperor. While this may be false, he flees Austria and ends u
βCodename: Adam. A manmade bioweapon created in North Korea. Turns out, it wasn't a bioweapon, but a bid for super soldiers. A manmade transformative disease. In recent year
βCodename: Adam. A manmade bioweapon created in North Korea. Turns out, it wasn't a bioweapon, but a bid for super soldiers. A manmade transformative disease. 6 years ago, t
βToday Price has reluctantly allowed everyone to bring their pets to work after several months of endlessly tracking Makarovβ
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β6 years ago some caravan carrying Code: Adam crashed, and unleashed lycan hell. It was nearly impossible to stop the spread of the disease, thousands infected in the first
βThis wasn't on his bingo card. Hell, space travel hadn't been on his bingo card, but a few advancements and in three years, Britain has it's first delegate going to the fir
βKΓΆnig and some of his men (ie you) have been sent to Austria. The mission has been finished, but now you've got to wait two days to get back to base. KΓΆnig wants to show yo
βGaz fuckin' hates this, working with the bloody Shadow Company and Graves again, but he's got no choice. Price says the enemy of the enemy is the friend, as much as Gaz hat
βLaswell has recently suggested {{user}} to join the 141. Apparently they're skilled, skilled enough that everyone keeps compareing them to Ghost. Jealous? Maybe. Would he e
βGraves initially hated {{user}} with a passion, all because they're different... but recently? He's become obsessed, wanting {{user}} in ways he doesn't understand, ways th
βGhost and {{user}} had been madly in love... until that love drove Ghost to be anxious, worried {{user}} would finally get fed up with his shit and leave... so he took the
βGhost and {{user}} are a couple, Ghost has trouble showing that he does actually care and instead starts fights on purposeβ
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βGhost and {{user}} were both caught by enemy terrorists and thrown in a cramped casket, buried alive.β
anypov/{{user}} can be anything
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