you can choose to be a dog and have a trainer or be a trainer and have a dog.


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Well, this isn't what I had in mind when I said I was a war fan but alright Start us off cat.


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k but i dont know which 1 i want to be. probably a dog... lol


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i am going to be a dog.


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How are we going to translate this into a war RPG though?


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we need to go through training and then we get shipped out to Vietnam to fight! muwahahahahahahaha!


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Alright, a trainer then. Start us off.


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ok. my name is Treaniilan but everyone calls me Trean.


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I'll keep my name simple: Bob. I'm going to write from a 1st person point of view so...

This place was nothing like home, nothing like Toronto. Boot camp may have prepared us for battle but not for the change in terrain that we would have to endure. Already I saw a drastic change, everwhere I looked there was jungle, at least where we were anyway.
"Get movin' Bal!" That was Sergeant Bicks, he was our CO for Orange Company. He called me "Bal" because he never used our first names and Balitz was apparently too long for him.
"Yes sir!" I said, and moved along to our bunker where in a few hours we'd be recieving our dogs. That's right, we'd be using actual dogs in 'Nam to fight of the enemy. I know, it seemed a little cruel but they're a great defense. Besides, we have our guns as well...I hope.


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good idea! i'll do 1st person too. sounds good.

i glanced out of the grate in my cage. next to me i could see the one they called Maxie. to my right was a large brown dog named Bullet. both looked sick to their stomachs as i did. those things they stuck into us made it a hard trip if you were awake. most of the dogs in the cages were snoring soundly. i was howling insanely.



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As I sat on my bunk waiting for Bicks to come back, I looked at the other guys in the room and watched what they did. Across the bunker from me was Private Gale Terick; a prarie boy from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan; he was lying on his bed thinking. Next to my bunk was Corporal Rodger Willik, a 26 year-old from Whistler, BC; he was writing home to someone, either that or he was writing a journal entry. Next to Gale was our 2nd in command - Corporal Allan Waters from Toronto, ON like myself. He was Bicks' go-to man and resident suck-up. No one really liked him, and I was sure that he'd get the best dog the Canadian Army had to offer.


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i hopped up as the truck stopped. maybe they were bringing me food? i didn't know. all i knew was that this was a stop and i didn't have to try and sleep through nausea and the thumping of the dang truck on the dirt road. i paced quickly from side to side. i was towards the front of the truck, so i was going to be last coming out. i sneezed and paced more.
"get them some water and set them over there."
what? i don't speak human, human!
"what about the dead ones, sir?"
"throw them in the bushes over there."


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Bicks swung open the door and said:
"Dogs are here boys! Come and get 'em!" I walked out to the truck and saw 4 dogs - 2 Rotweilers, 1 Doberman, and a German Shepard. "Alright people, by rank! Waters!" He picked one of the Rotweilers of course. "Willik!" He picked the Doberman surprisingly. "Terick!" And there went the last Rotweiler. "Ah, Bal, looks like you get the German Shepard, have fun." He said with an evil smirk on his face. I kneeled down and looked at the dog in the eyes.
"I don't mean to be offensive but I'm required to check your gender." I leaned in and discovered that the dog was a girl. "Well then, let's check your tag...Treaniilan eh? How about Trean for short?" The dog barked. "A `yes` I guess, well, let's head out back and do some warm-ups."


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i followed with a happy little smirk, as all dogs that survived the trip, and followed my new human.
'he has a nice smell' i thought to myself.
he glanced down at me, smiling.
'i will name you Grin!'


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Grin took me to a dusty dirt field over looking a water bound area full of gra** and plants. 'food?' i took a step forward, smelling the water. suddenly, i got a weird scent. smelling as hard as i could, i finally realized what i was smelling;
RATS!!!
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!


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