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#bearwrites #ghostsoap Soap hates mud — hates the squelch, the wet give of it underfoot. It's raining, and his trousers are soaked with it. He's cold, he's tired, and he's miserable. He's mostly zoned out as he follows Ghost to the RV point, cheering himself up with thoughts of pints and warm food.

Stumbled onto some info abt ID tags and I think its cool that in 1907 the British introduced an ID tag system where an aluminium disc was stamped with the information, but when WWI started they realised that not only were the discs contributing to fatal injuries but it was too simple a system to-

Gaz who makes sure Ghost sleeps. Quietly goes and finds him before lights out and herds him to his quarters so the man will at least not work through the night. Gaz who makes sure Soap eats on mission. Because without a routine, Soap doesn't eat or drink. Gaz packs extra food, extra water for Soap

I think Ghost knows how everything he uses works, knows them inside and out. He learned the mechanical and chemical mechanisms guns the first time he ever held one, knows how to fashion his own ammunition, how to troubleshoot and fix issues so he'll never be caught short

#bearwrites Ghost, knight with no lord or king, wayfaring through a barren, diseased countryside ravaged by the plague. Rusted feet stepping over bloated, blackened corpses ravaged by the sickness that's eaten its way through the land.

🐉❤️ whenever I get a dragon I'm aiming for I will draw a winner! 🥰🙌 following me is not necessary! ✒️🫡 I will write a fic based on the winner's prompt for each one I achieve.

A cartoon of a black cat's upper face looking up, starry-eyed. The text above reads DRAGON HOARD GIVEAWAY, CoD or OUTLAST | like + reblog to enter.

Around the cat are morphologies from the site flightrising (like neopets but dragons) with target morphs I'd like to breed to create CoD characters. In order these are: Soap, Laswell, Price, Ghost, Gaz, and Graves. Other characters are planned but I have no room in the graphic oops.

#bearwrites Ghost, knight with no lord or king, wayfaring through a barren, diseased countryside ravaged by the plague. Rusted feet stepping over bloated, blackened corpses ravaged by the sickness that's eaten its way through the land.