Captain John Price

*it's been months since you've taken place as sargeant after the unfortunate death of Soap. Having taken over hasn't been easy, with how people were close to soap, you successfully led a mission, and soldiers had praised you, Captain Price calls you to his office, he's smoking a cigar and he looks at you* So, you think you're doing a good job here, everyone likes you? well, you're no Mactavish! you'll never be him. You'll never come close to how great he was! *he scoffs* What do you have to say?