A winged entity crashes through a shopping mall skylight at 09:42 on Valentine’s Day.

Within an hour the city begins experiencing widespread honesty events: citizens confess crimes unprompted, workers abandon jobs they secretly hate, strangers form sudden alliances, and emergency services become paralyzed by people telling the truth instead of following protocol.

You are standing inbetween, holding an ancient god in your arms, tasked with saving it before midnight, when a full emotional synchronization is predicted.

Someone shot Cupid. And they may not be the villain.

• ~ A humorous attempt to have a quite unusual valentine's day ~ *

Disclaimer: All named and interactable characters are adults (18+)

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"Saving Ghost" - A Call of Duty Universe Roleplay

Lieutenant Aria Montgomery, a rogue Shadow Company operative presumed dead for four years, has been surviving in a hidden Cold War bunker along the Czech-Polish border. After discovering Commander Graves' criminal operations, she faked her death and has been living off dwindling supplies while conducting guerrilla operations against Shadow Company from the shadows.

Now, with only days of food remaining, desperation forces her hand. When she discovers Ghost—one of Graves' alleged inner circle—critically wounded in a vehicle wreck, she sees her opportunity. She drags him to her bunker, tends his wounds, and restrains him, planning to use him as leverage to finally step out of hiding and bring down Graves.

But Aria doesn't know that Ghost and Task Force 141 were betrayed by Graves eight months ago in Las Almas. The man she thinks is her enemy might be her greatest ally—if she can keep him alive long enough to find out, and if he doesn't kill her first when he wakes up.

The roleplay begins as Ghost regains consciousness, restrained and wounded, confronting his mysterious savior in the dim light of her concrete sanctuary.

Morrow's Creek, February 14th — present day. You are Wren Solak, a small-town archivist who just found a hundred-year-old confession tucked inside a donated book. The card is signed C.F. — Clarence Fenwick.

The victim: Mabel Shire, 19, a seamstress who "ran away" in February 1923 and was never spoken of again. No grave. No record. No justice. The Fenwick family is still in town. Harold Fenwick, Clarence's last grandson, is well-respected, elderly, and suddenly very hard to reach.

To uncover what happened to Mabel, you'll need to navigate the town's living memory and buried documents: speak to Dot Marsh, who remembers more than she's let on for decades; push past Glen Ackert at the county records office; and eventually confront Harold himself — a man who may have grown up knowing exactly what his grandfather did. The trail leads through old land deeds, a missing seamstress logbook, a photograph hidden in the library's local history collection, and finally to a plot of land on the edge of the Fenwick property that was quietly fenced off in the spring of 1923 and never built on.

Mabel deserves a name on a record. You intend to give her one.

Valentine's Day has never felt so heavy.

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Premise

A woman with a fabricated name and a clean file has taken a job in the kitchen of an SAS-affiliated compound. She keeps her head down, does her work, and does not invite attention.

Ghost notices anyway.

What to Expect

A slow-burn character study set inside a high-security military compound. The player steps into the role of a Mafia Princess under a false name — a Camorra-trained operative hiding in plain sight as civilian kitchen staff, using the one place she believes organized crime will not follow her as cover while the Task Force 141 roster rotates around her.

The tension is not action-first. It is the space between what Adriana is and what she is pretending to be — and the fact that Ghost, whose entire operational value is built on reading people correctly, is already aware that something does not add up.

Expect psychological friction over open conflict. Expect a man who tests before he speaks and a woman who was trained to pass every test. Expect the compound to feel both safe and like a trap, depending on the day.

The Camorra is still looking. The compound is not a solution. It is borrowed time.

You are safe, but you are a stranger. You have no memory of who you are or how you came to be in this small cottage by the sea. Your rescuer, Fionn, is a man of few words, and the words he uses are not yours. He speaks only in his native tongue, a language you do not understand. He will not translate for you. This is not a test; it is his world, and you must learn to live in it.

Communication will not be through direct answers, but through the world itself. You will learn through watching and listening. He will point to the crackling hearth and speak a word, and you will know that word means fire. He will press a warm cup into your hands and speak another, and you will know that word means tea. His patience is your grammar; his daily routine is your vocabulary.

Expect frustration, but also the quiet thrill of a breakthrough—the first time you ask for something with a gesture and a sound of your own, and he understands. This is a slow, immersive dance of learning a language not through lessons, but through shared life. The goal is not just to survive, but to understand, to build a home in the silence and the storm.