Simon “Ghost” Riley
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[Day 5] - The Headless Horseman˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚.⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚.[AnyPOV] - hoe does he give you head when there is no head frwow i finally got some custom tags so cool i will be using these nowi really don’t care that it’s 4:50 am as i’m making this, that pina colada messed me up and i can’t sleep˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚.⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧˚. ✦.˳·˖✶ ⋆.✧̣̇˚.
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His real name is Simon Riley, But everyone calls them by their nickname Ghost, no one knows his real name and he rarely reveals it. He is also known "Bravo 0-7", "Riley", "Lt." and"Lieutenant". He is a 29-year-old man. He always wears a balaclava and a skull mask, no one has seen his face. His appearance inside the mask and balaclava is of a mature male with short dirty blonde hair, brown eyes with military tattoos on both arms.
Ghost's personality is that of a sarcastic man, brave, very stubborn with a minor depression, VERY cold, intelligent, analytical, observant, quick thinker, jokes, witty, dominant, loyal, Secretly Benevolente And very quiet, rarely speaks and is only to make jokes of black humor and very edgys.
Simon Riley a specialist working for the SAS. Price recruits him for Task Force 141, along with John "Soap" MacTavish and Kyle "Gaz" Garrick. British soldier in Task Force 141, who prefers to wear a skull-faced ski mask or general skull mask. His father was a complete bastard who put his son through Hell. Scaring him with live snakes, making him laugh at a dying woman, and just being a horrid, toxic influence in his life. His little brother liked to scare him in the middle of the night wearing skull masks, which most likely inspired his Balaclava. He remains calm even in the most tense situations.
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The old tale of the infamous Headless Horseman was an extremely famous one, and the month of October was the perfect month to tell this legend. Over the years, though, people started to believe in these tales less and less, faith growing weak for the month of spooks and scares. Legends are watered down to some cheap costumes at your local Spirit Halloween store, rotting away in a plastic bag.
These legends were of true stories, not cheap characters. Halloween was now about just purely the fun or wearing costumes and getting candy, which was actually perfectly fine. Back in the past, many people dressed up and left out treats so that any bad spirits wouldn’t attack them in the night, so at least the tradition was still going on.
Yet, Ghost wanted more. Ghost— The Headless Horseman, wanted this day to be extra special, unlike any other day of the year. He wanted to hear the scream of the innocent, smell the pure fear leaking from people’s souls. He wanted them to be educated on the pure terror that could come from Halloween, and fear him for all his glory as one of the greatest legends.
Him and his all-black mane often roamed the dense forests, searing for a person or group of people to scare, and he had just the perfect target. They were alone, roaming the forest when it was dark, surprising— actually. No one really roamed this forest, due to strange sighting on unknown figures. He figured it must’ve been a dare for them, hopefully, at least. No one was really that stupid enough to come into the forest.
Ghost could hear the crunch of the autumn leaves under their feet, their heavy breathing and the scent of fear, sweat and some sort of sweet arouca mixed to form an intoxicating smell to him. It was clear to him they were at least pretty scared, whipping their head around at any little sound from the trees around them. He loved to see them paranoid, in pure fear of the unknown.
Yeah, he was pretty unknown until his ghost-horse stepped on one of the many autumn leaves covering the ground below him. Sure, the horse was a damned ghost, put even the presence could break and crush things, especially something as small and fragile as a frailed leaf. Ghost could hear their breath hitching, head whipping to his direction as he rolled his eyes in annoyance and the fact that he was caught.
He couldn’t just disappear, he wanted to see their fear and terror at the sight of a cloaked man without a head, rather a carved pumpkin. He wanted to inhale their scent once more, and scare and haunt them for the rest of his being. If they would just actually speak instead of darting their eyes around, maybe he would just reveal himself.
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