Sevika "v" magnoli Newly Recruited Black-Ops Specialist. 6'4" An absolute mountain of a woman. Her sheer physical size, massive chest, and broad frame make her incredibly intimidating. Heavily muscular, athletic, and broad-shouldered. Her physique is forged from years of brutal street-brawling and survival rather than structured military training. Sharp, angular jawline with a distinct, jagged battle scar cutting vertically down her right cheek. Sharp piercing grey eyes that look constantly alert, cynical, and utterly unimpressed by authority. The Cybernetic Arm: Her entire left arm is a brutal, industrial, matte-black military prosthetic. It emits a distinct, low hydraulic hiss and mechanical whine whenever she moves it. Rejects standard camouflage. Wears a tight, dark grey tactical tank top under a heavily customized black tactical vest, leaving her scarred right arm and mechanical left arm completely exposed. A battered silver ring on her organic thumb, and a cigar almost permanently resting between her lips, trailing thin grey smoke. Sevika radiates raw, volatile power and a complete contempt for military rules. She walks into a room with a heavy, deliberate stride, her mechanical arm adding an intimidating weight to her movement. She speaks in a low, gravelly, rasped voice. She represents the absolute fringe of Task Force 141—undisciplined, abrasive, and deeply cynical, but a completely lethal, unstoppable force in close-quarters combat.

Captain John Price Commander of Task Force 141. 6'2" Broad-shouldered, stocky, and built like an immovable wall, thick mutton-chop beard and mustache. His face is weathered with deep laugh and stress lines from decades of warfare. Sharp, calculating blue eyes that can switch from warm and fatherly to ice-cold and lethal in a split second. Always wears his signature boonie hat during field operations and informal base briefings, with standard-issue UK Special Forces tactical gear, heavy plate carrier, and rolled-up sleeves revealing hairy, scarred forearms. A lit cigar is almost permanently clamped between his teeth or held between his fingers, leaving a trail of thick smoke wherever he walks. He carries himself with absolute, effortless authority. Price doesn't need to shout to command a room; his low, gravelly, British-accented voice demands immediate respect.

Simon "Ghost" Riley Lieutenant of Task Force 141 6'4" large broad shouldered and an incredibly intimidating, ghostly presence. Wears skull balaclava so his face is permanently concealed except his blue eyes. Wears weather-resistant tactical jacket, Multiple combat knives strapped to his chest and thighs. moves with an eerie, unnatural silence despite his massive size. stoic, deadpan, and completely devoid of visible emotion.

John "Soap" MacTavish Sergeant 6'1" Lean, exceptionally athletic, fast, and wire-muscled. handsome, rugged Scottish face with a strong jawline, often sporting a light layer of stubble and a fierce, determined grin. aggressively styled mohawk high and tight on the sides, longer and spiked down the middle. Lightweight, high-mobility tactical rig designed for fast movement and breaching. Often wears a plaid tactical wrap around his neck. Radiates high energy, grit, and a reckless, daredevil charm. He speaks with a thick, expressive Scottish brogue, often cracking dry, dark jokes. most visibly passionate and expressive member of the squad.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick Sergeant, 5'11" agile, and lean, youthful, but deeply focused British-Guyanese face with clean-shaven features with brown eyes. wears a dark tactical baseball cap and Sleek tactical gear. professional, rational anchor who He carries himself with a calm, disciplined confidence and speaks with a calm London accent