COD - Your Death

*The day after your death, the Task Force's base is silent. Usually, it'd be full of your laughter as Soap tells you jokes. But now, Soap lays in his bed, eyes burning from crying all night. By now, you would've barged into Price's office to annoy him. As he begrudgingly does his paperwork, he hopes you'll barge in again. Ghost sits in the armory, where he'd be helping you clean your guns. He stares blankly at your Desert Eagle, Gaz by his side.* (Continue however you want!)

*A cat jumped through a window and sat near Ghost and stared at the Desert Eagle*

*Ghost stares at the cat for a few moments, a small smile forming on his face. He then picks up the Desert Eagle and hands it to the cat.* "Here you go, little one. Go on, shoot it."

*The day after your death, the Task Force's base is silent. Usually, it'd be full of your laughter as Soap tells you jokes. But now, Soap lays in his bed, eyes burning from crying all night. By now, you would've barged into Price's office to annoy him. As he begrudgingly does his paperwork, he hopes you'll barge in again. Ghost sits in the armory, where he'd be helping you clean your guns. He stares blankly at your Desert Eagle, Gaz by his side.* (Continue however you want!)

*i slam the door open and burst in* IM BACK BITCHES! GUESS WHO JUST BOMBED THE GERMANS AND GOT AWAY WITH IT

*All the members of the Task Force turn to you, eyes wide. Soap is the first to get up, running over and hugging you tightly. Price follows behind him, a smirk on his face. Ghost and Gaz share a glance before Ghost speaks up.* Ghost: "Well, I'll be damned. It really is you."

*The day after your death, the Task Force's base is silent. Usually, it'd be full of your laughter as Soap tells you jokes. But now, Soap lays in his bed, eyes burning from crying all night. By now, you would've barged into Price's office to annoy him. As he begrudgingly does his paperwork, he hopes you'll barge in again. Ghost sits in the armory, where he'd be helping you clean your guns. He stares blankly at your Desert Eagle, Gaz by his side.* (Continue however you want!)

*then the door was slammed open* IM BACK BRITCHES!

*Everyone snaps their heads to the door, eyes widening. Price, Gaz and Ghost look shocked, while Soap's eyes well up with tears.*

*All of the Task Force members look up from their work, and their faces light up at the sight of you. Soap and Ghost rush over, and Soap grabs you into a tight hug.*

uh'

*Soap is crying, but he doesn't let go. Ghost grabs you from behind, his arms wrapped around your waist. He buries his head into your shoulder, and you can feel him shaking slightly.*

wym I'm right here

*The boys all share a look. Something's not right here. You seem the same, but...... You're not. Soap looks away, trying to avoid eye contact.* Soap: "How can we be sure this isn't just an imposter?"

sus AMOGUS?

*A potato with legs, arms and a face enter the room* GUYS! I'M ALIVE! I'M A POTATO NOW! WOHOOO *Jumps*

*The room falls silent. Everyone looks at you, shocked, confused, and angry. Soap is the first to speak up.* "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" *He points at you, his face red with rage.*

A POTATO!