#callsigns

TF141 is getting called out.

Ghost 💀

Changing Simon “Ghost” Riley’s callsign to…

“Kinktober” – iykyk

“Casper” – The classic; easy, obvious, and annoying because he hates it.

“GPS” – “Ghost’s Poor Steering.” Soap made it a backronym.

“Punisher” – He keeps making awful puns.

“Crickets” – For the sound that follows every one of his attempts at humor.

“Ditch” – Self-explanatory; he found one.

“Dead Air” – Because every time he jokes, the room dies.

“Clown Car” – Combo insult: bad jokes and bad driving.

“404” – “Humor not found.”

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John Price 🏷️

“Smoke Daddy” - You can figure out why. 😩

“Cap’n Crunch” – For when someone can’t resist mocking his title and his choice of cereal.

“Hat Guy” – his iconic boonie hat and everyone mocks him for it.

“Solar Panel” – Because his bald spot “powers his grumpiness.” (Bc lost of hat.)

“Chrome Dome” – Classic bald joke; Ghost would mutter it just low enough for him to hear.

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Johnny “Soap” MacTavish 🧼

“Highland Hoof” – Someone got clever with the sheep pun and his heritage. (Possibly “sheep shaggy”)

“MacTrash” - is perfectly realistic for the squad to call him, also him doing anything anything mildly embarrassing

“Swiss” – After that one campaign in the tunnel…

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Price: “MacTrash, eyes up. Overwatch.”

Soap: “It’s SOAP, sir!”

Gaz: “Nah, MacTrash is easier to yell across a field.”

Ghost: “MacTrash, move faster or we’re dead.”

Soap: sputtering “I am not MacTrash!”

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Kyle “Gaz” Garrick 🧢

“John Jr.” or “Price Jr.” – Price’s little responsible shadow. Ghost and Soap use it to annoy him.

“Crash-Test” – Because Price always sends him first to breach.

“Velcro” – Always glued to cover or Price’s side.

“Spider-Man”(?) – Climbs or scales obstacles a bit too well for human comfort.

“Reboot” – 🤷🏼‍♂️

“Respawn” – Soap’s cruel joke after Gaz shrugged off a mortar blast.

…. But its all.. con ?! And variants ?!

Tw for stuff like blood or injuries or actions i do not condone to [ex. Sm0king]

warning for old art of mine involved i wasnt redrawing thise old cons

In order of appearance:

Original Consciousness

Icarus/Andromeda Itzep(c4ec)

Cipher (callsigns)

Orpheus Consciousness

OTSW/AOLTW Con

‘Ness

Directors cut consciousness ( @scrapped-stars boo.)

The Noun Adjective Consciousness

Dragon/ Medieval Con ( @that0ne-jun34u hey.)

The Hms Autistic Con

Gas station au con

(Because frankly we can do better than "Princess" )

Nascar-

On base, they’re a menace. Everyone knows it. Can’t back up a Humvee without clipping a barricade, can’t take a turn on the ATV without eating dirt. If there are keys in their hand stateside, someone’s yelling, “Absolutely not, give me those.” 

But in the warzone, something changes. Adrenaline, instinct, sheer dumb luck: nobody knows. What they do know is when the bullets start flying, when the convoy’s boxed in or the road’s about to light up, it’s always Nascar behind the wheel. Doesn’t matter who else is there; the keys find their way into their hands. 

And every damn time, somehow, they make it home. 

On post? A walking insurance liability. In the field? The one driver everyone secretly trusts their life with. 

Books–

Zero survival instincts. If there’s a dumb idea floating around, nine times out of ten it came from them, and everyone knows better than to follow their lead in the field. They’re the kind of person who’d suggest splitting up in a firefight or walking straight into the sketchiest building in town with a casual, “What’s the worst that could happen?” 

And yet… ask them to crunch numbers, balance a ledger, or explain some obscure bit of history, and suddenly they’re a genius. Taxes, supply chain management, or why goats were once considered sacred in Mesopotamia., you name it, Books knows it. 

They might be a walking hazard out in the wild, but when it comes to brains, they’re the one everyone turns to. 

Bones-

Once, a fresh recruit stumbled into their quarters and found them sitting cross-legged on the floor, carefully casting bones and muttering over the results like some kind of witch doctor for another soldier. The poor kid nearly pissed himself, ran out screaming about curses, and by morning the whole base was whispering that they were a necromancer. 

It turned out to be just an old college party trick—anthropology elective gone too far—but the name stuck. “Bones” has been stamped on their helmet, locker, and rucksack ever since. 

Radar-

From the start, everyone swore he had to be a spy. How else could someone know when an ambush was coming, when the weather would shift, or when an IED was buried under the road ahead? His instincts were so sharp it went past gut feeling, like he had a second set of eyes in the future. 

For months, intel double-checked his every call. They combed his background, monitored his comms, even tailed him off base. Nothing. No connections. Just a soldier with a sixth sense so sharp it was borderline unnerving. 

Eventually, people stopped questioning it. He was the guy you listened to when he said, “don’t go down that road”. And while his calls weren’t perfect, they were accurate enough to avoid instant death and dismemberment. 

Vulture-  

The name stuck after a teammate joked he circled danger like carrion over a corpse. Vulture is the one who will shove you in front of a bullet if it means he gets to breathe another day. Not the warmest, not the most loyal—hell, not loyal at all—but his survival instinct is unmatched. 

On missions where numbers matter, you don’t bring him. He’ll bleed the team dry without a second thought. But on suicide runs? On the ops where command has already written everyone off? That’s when you want Vulture on your side. 

So my idea was something along the lines of this:

Of course, we all know he's built (*cough volleyball scene cough*), but he knows he's fit too, annoyingly fit at that. He didn't grow up giving a shit about nudity and isn't insecure, and suddenly feeling ashamed of his body just because he had roommates now seemed odd. So, of course the guy leaves every sliding door he encounters open 24/7, no shame about it and not one (1) singular thought behind it.

The poor bastards rooming with him, would gladly miss out on a free peep show, though. And after many talks and the inevitable realisation that the guy will never remember to close the door behind him his roomies just start screaming "SLIDER" to remind him to close the fucking sliding door oh my god!!!!

I am VERY much aware of this, and it is intentional jajajaja

CoD Modern Warfare ft. Rena Nuniez-Paloma & Gabriel Yui

Maverick

Sarcastic- he's short, wears a Dallas patch and cowboy boots. Dallas Maverick's are a basketball team

He's a Dallas boy and they've already got Cowboy and Jackal, and he's not cool enough for Wings, Star or Ranger. (Dallas Maverick est 1980) Did consider Chaparrel but got shortened to Chap and caused confusion with the Charlie who had a moustache (Chaplin)

No tattoos- compared someone's sweetheart tattoo to being branded. Unbranded cattle= Maverick

Joking about studs, someone called him a yearling (think that means very young), Maverick definition online is unbranded calf or yearling

Romance novel character named Maverick Mitchell (fic idea!)

(And sorry for the kinda steamroll yesterday)😅

Tosses Fives's Birdcallsign sketch at you and runs away