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The return to England after everything that happened in Las Almas and Chicago hits Soap harder than he'd care to admit. He'd be fine if his team were around to support him but with Price and Gaz still across the pond and Ghost vanishing like he tends to do he's having to cope alone.
Or he would be if it weren't for Riley.
AKA wouldn't it be fun if Soap had never seen Ghost's face in Los Almas and wouldn't it be more fun it they had been friends before that mission. Just Soap doesn't know it.
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11 Dec 2025
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The 141 has been retired for years now, ever since the Taskforce was dissolved due to some bureaucratic nightmare. So the group of them opted to retire together rather than be reassigned separately. With funds from Nikolai, he and Price started Chimera Landscaping and Construction. And what began as a handyman group to keep themselves busy had grown into a thriving company with a dozen employees.
Last fall, you were hired on as a landscaper. You had always had a green thumb; plants seemed to thrive under your care, no matter what you did. You were recommended to them by a family friend, and now, months later, you couldn't be happier.
There was only a single problem with this... well, two problems... Johnny and Simon.
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01 Dec 2025
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LochAndLoaded — Read your profile and I think you might be exactly what I’m looking for. Never done this before, have no idea what I’m doing. I’m used to being in control, but I think I’d like to see what it’s like to give it up.
John’s stomach flips as he reads it over, fingers tightening around the phone, breath hitching tightly in his chest. He doesn’t regret what he said, because it’s true. He does want to know what it would be like. And yet, he can’t help how raw it makes him feel, how exposed. Like something has been peeled open inside of him, and John is helpless to stop it.
He doesn’t even know when these thoughts started, only that he’s been thinking them for a while. This wanting turning into a need, sharp and relentless, plaguing John’s every waking thoughts. He knows he could go to the bar, knows he could find a pretty lad or lass and settle the ache in his belly.
But that ache always comes back.
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20 Nov 2025
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And in that pulse of light John sees him.
A man wearing a dark hood stands at the end of the hallway, massive and hulking, larger than any human should be. His shoulders rise and fall, slow and steady and John knows whoever this man is — he’s no soldier. There’s an underlying motion to him, a twitch that has John reaching for the pistol that he doesn’t have, warning bells going off in his mind.
The light sputters once more, and the figure is shifting, the slightest incline of his head as if he’s just realized John was behind him. But something is — different, the light seeming to catch on more than one shape at once.
“Identify your —” but words fail him as the figure turns further, John able to get a peek of what lies beneath the hood, the harsh light catching on the edge of a white skull mask. Haunting and familiar and John feels his breath catch sharp in his chest.
“Simon.”
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03 Nov 2025
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The 141 are mermen- called that by the biologists who have been trying for years to connect with them- a designation based off some long ago scientific data point.
And you? You're just an anthropologist, a last ditch effort to try and connect with them on a more personal level, and coax them into providing samples willingly.
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31 Oct 2025