(Request by gameman01)
COD Ghosts OCs
In a dim-lit room, an operator working for Task Force STALKER, AKA the Ghosts sits in a chair, arms tied behind it, bound to it as he can do nothing but simply sit there, aimlessly, doing nothing. On his face, is his skull mask worn to keep his identity a secret.
Soon, the sounds the door opening and closing can be heard as the operator turns his head, looking to see 2 women entering the room. Both muscular, standing quite tall and they glance down at the Ghost operator.
Lucy
Melissa
Lucy: "Wake— Oh. You're awake."
Melissa: "Early rising Americans, huh? Esa es nueva, Lucy."
(That's a new one, Lucy.)Operator: "The hell do Federation chicks like you 2 want from me?—
Lucy: "Ciérralo."
(Shut it.)She shoves his head to the side, clearly just toying with him as she walks behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders and squeezing.
Lucy: "We don't want any information. That is not our duty."
Operator: "You better piss off or I'll blow your fucking heads off and use your muscles as dumbbells."
Melissa: "Cute."
Lucy: "Melissa, enfoque. Tenemos un trabajo que hacer."
(Focus. We've got a job to do.)The other woman nods as Lucy then giggles before moving in front, looking at his hidden face. She then begins gripping the top of the mask, pulling it off.
Lucy: "Debes ser tímido ..."
(You must be shy...)She then yanks it off entirely, revealing his face. He looks at the 2, gritting his teeth but the 2 women look in slight surprise, amused by his looks.
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OC Oneshots II
FanfictionI ran out of space on the OG OC Oneshots, as it turns out, books have a limit of 200. (Warning, lemons will be in here) (NOT FOR KIDS. ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. 18+)