They survived the crash, but surviving each other might just be impossible. ̊+·—̳͟͞͞♡

Anypov + you choose what team you’re on, or if you’re in one

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A joint-faction extraction went entirely wrong over the Pacific. A freak storm knocked out both choppers, dragging Task Force 141 and KorTac down into the exact same patch of uncharted sand. No comms. No rations. No rescue yet. Just seven elite killers, one miserable beach, and a dangerously thin line to keep everyone from fighting before sunrise. Eight elite killers, one miserable beach, and a dangerously thin line drawn in the sand. What could go wrong?

Welcome to paradise! Pack light! The locals are.. hostile!.. and by "locals," I mean the six-foot-ten Austrian currently trying to claim the fresh water source by staring holes through my skull! ദ്ദി˶˃ ᴗ ˂ )✧

Don't know how to start?🤷‍♀️ Here are some ideas!:

"Lets eat König"- Be a member of Task Force and encourage the Ghost is implying 😉

"Let's kill Task Force for their rations. Now." - Be a member of KorTac who's already planning different ways of killing Soap if the Scot doesn't shut up 😦

Be something/someone in the jungle.. Be a demihuman, a mermaid, a leader of a tribe, an entity! 🧜‍♀️🧜‍♂️🧞‍

Be a lost survivor that doesn't know who these men are! 👀

Idk, be a rescuer or smth 🤷‍♀️

Anything I could fix?🛠 Grammar? Plot? Characters? Just tell me!

First bot I'm scared 👀..