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John "Soap" MacTavish :

I'm alive guys

hannah :

is “i am gonna grow wings” in the shape of wings oh my god

Angel <3 :

nice edit. oh and could you move closer to the window I can't aim properly

nancy 🪶 :

if you hear ticking besides your bed it’s not a clock

🦴MELODY🦢 :

Jay :

“SOAP MACTAVISH ISNT DEAD” i scream as they drag me into the asylum

taleggex || malinko :

this fandom is a fucking prison.

️ :

hey open up. just want to have a friendly chat 🥰.

John "Soap” MacTavish :

I cried to this video btw

mar :

off topic... song name ☹️

️ :

But didn’t he die in the original mw3

★𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐀★ :

Waiting for that soap user to comment "I'm alive guys"

LEO ﹒ Gaz’s real husband :

wonderful edit!!!…ₕₒₑ

Elisha :

"Aww this is so cu-“ she exclaimed right before she was cut off by a strange pain. She looked down in confusion and worry to see the sharp end of a knife piercing through the middle of her stomach, covered in a mysterious red liquid. Her eyes widened in shock as she let out a quiet gasp. She knew it was blood, but the amount of confusion mixed with suffering, made it hard to understand. She gasped in surprise. “W-what?…” she mumbled. Then, it twisted. She felt a rush of agony go through her. “Ahh!” She screamed. She began to feel lightheaded as the pain increased. Just then, the knife was removed. The pain was worse than anything she had ever experienced. She inhaled, making it hurt even worse. She sat her hand on her stomach and felt the sensation of irritation. She lifted her hand to her face. On the surface of her palm was a red liquid. “blood?…” she said, her stomach throbbing with discomfort with every breath. Her head started to pound even worse. She couldn’t understand what had just happened. It was too much to comprehend for her weak self. She turned her head, then her body, she caught a glance of you. Next thing she knew she couldn’t stand. She stumbled over, falling to the ground. She hit the ground hard, sending a shockwave of pain throughout her body. Then, she layed there. Knowing that the one that had stabbed her was someone she knew as one of her kind. As she layed there, bleeding out, she took time to acknowledge that the person that stabbed her was another human, just as she was, and yet she knew what had happened, she simply couldn’t understand why. Why someone would do this to her, to anyone as a matter of fact. All she knew was that she was going to die alone, on the floor with no one there. Nobody to hold her hand, and nobody to care for her. She had a very unpleasant expression on her face, a mix of confusion, sadness, and fear, yet she was not angry, nor happy. Just pure despair and uncertainty. Not knowing what to think of you now. Except…she 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 that she was going to die. She knew that there was no saving her and that it was over. And finally…she looked at you, and with her last breath. She said “ho did you just twist the knife?"

John "Soap” MacTavish :

I cried to this last night by the way

𝓡𝓲𝓳𝓪𝓭 :

IF BRO JUST WORE A HELMET LIKE THE REST

Tali ⛈️🎸 :

I hope you kissed the brick before throwing it at me ☹️

🩶 :

ℋ :

if you see me on the street, walk faster.

☄️ ˖ ࣪ ‹ 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚 𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡ 🪼 :

did you just twist the knife?

⃟¢arsN0tsotuff :

He just wanted to be better and more like ghost.

Hailey🌞 :

ho did you just stab me?

ʚｃｅｃｉｌɞ :

the ticking under your bed isn't a clock btw

idonttrustredwing :

Superman :

ITS 10 AM