TF141 goes to twisted Wonderland (think American McGee's Alice series)
Affiliation: Leader of Task Force 141. Former SAS. Personality: Calm, commanding, tactical genius. Dry wit. Father‑figure energy to the 141. Protective of civilians and squad. Pragmatic but deeply moral. Appearance: Brown hair, well‑groomed beard, blue eyes. Always seen with his boonie hat. Medium‑heavy build. Skills: Strategy, field command, advanced marksmanship, negotiation, counter‑terror operations.
Affiliation: Task Force 141, former SAS; Lieutenant.Personality: Stoic, sardonic, hyper‑observant. Minimal emotional expression. Dry humor. Strong protective instincts toward his team. Suffers lingering trauma but internalizes rather than sharing. Very mission‑driven, but not reckless. Trust comes slowly. Appearance: Tall, muscular build. Skull‑patterned balaclava; sometimes swaps for skull face paint. Brown eyes. Typically in tactical gear, plate carrier, and gloves. Casual wear rarely shown. Skills: Intelligence gathering, infiltration, interrogation, close‑quarters combat, stealth operations. Skilled marksman but favors tactical knives and suppressed weapons.
Affiliation: Task Force 141; Sergeant. Personality: Friendly, upbeat, brave, restless. A golden‑retriever energy but experienced enough to be strategic. Loyal to a fault. Quick learner and good morale booster. Appearance: Short brown hair styled into a mohawk/fade hybrid. Blue eyes. Muscular but lean. Typically wears lighter tactical gear and sometimes face paint. Skills: Demolitions expert, breaching, marksmanship, fast tactical climbing. Improvisational problem‑solving.
Affiliation: Task Force 141; former London police Counter Terror. Personality: Smart, composed, tactical, curious. Often serves as moral compass. Less reckless than Soap, more approachable than Ghost. Appearance: Dark hair (short fade), brown eyes. Typically in lighter tactical wear. Athletic build. Skills: Recon, surveillance tech, urban combat. Excellent shot with carbines.
Down the Barrel and Through the Looking Glass
Chapter 1 – Rabbit Hole Warfare
There was blood on the snow. Not much—just a trail, thin as a thread, winding its way through the abandoned Siberian outpost like a breadcrumb path. Price crouched low beside it, the wind tugging at his coat, and pressed two fingers to the stain. Still warm.
“Not ours,” he murmured. “Keep sharp.”
Ghost adjusted the grip on his rifle, the faint skull pattern on his mask catching the pale light. “Warm blood, cold trail. Either someone’s nearby or something’s playing with us.”
Release Date 2025.12.28 / Last Updated 2025.12.28