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 Posted: Mon Mar 28, 2011 8:46 pm
 Ian McNaulty "I wasn't going to fleece him, besides I only gamble with my life not my money." he called over to David before turning back to Addison. "I am going to teach you slowly and we won't be playing for cash."
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Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 2:40 pm
First Sergeant Jack Manson
First Sergeant Manson was in the truck riding to pick up the marines caring a standard M1A1 Thompson sub machine gun.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 7:42 pm
 "Okay, if I get good maybe we can play for money." Addison paused enjoying a rest break and time with a friend while they waited.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 8:26 pm
Ian McNaulty "Well, sure is you want to, I will teach you to be a shark and you can go after some of the other guys." he said happily.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 12:17 pm
 Private Tyler ReddingTyler Redding's plane had just touched down an hour before. His plane was delayed due to faulty landing gear. He arrived to the base and saw everyone loading up and started sprinting with his 1903 Springfield in one hand and his other in the air trying to wave them down. "Hey!!! Hey!!!! Wait up!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. Luckily for Tyler, he had everything he needed ready on the flight here. "I'm loaded and ready for duty, sir!" he said, saluting the superior officer. He was eager to join the ranks of some of the finest soldiers the United States had to offer.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 1:32 pm
Platoon Sergeant Michael Lynch- NPC Lynch shook his head, "Don't have to salute me Marine, I work for a living. I'm Sergeant Lynch, your platoon sergeant." He looked Redding up and down, "Newbie huh." He looked at Redding's information, "Redding. Go find Corporal David. You'll be part of his stick. We're leaving out of here for the ships in a few minutes." He handed Redding his papers back and pointed to where David and the other Marines were.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 1:58 pm
Captain Ralph Jackson-NPC Captain Jackson, Dog Company's commanding officer, walked over to where Sergeant Lynch had joined Lieutenant Carolin, "The trucks are pulling up now. Have the men load up by sticks. First platoon in the front and working backwards." Jackson walked away to join First Sergeant Manson who had arrived with the trucks.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 2:02 pm
1st LT. Johnathan Carolin "Aye, sir." Carolin turned to Lynch, "Get the platoon up and loaded, I'll let third and fourth platoons know what's going on." Carolin walked away. Carolin, while only the platoon commander of first platoon, Dog Company, would be the next commanding officer, were anything to happen to Captain Jackson. So Carolin took his duties as such, often turning command of the platoon over to Sergeant Lynch.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 2:04 pm
Platoon Sergeant Michael Lynch- NPC"Yes, sir." Lynch said grabbing his own gear, "Alright, stick leaders. Get 'em up, get 'em moving to the trucks let's go!" Lynch started walking towards the trucks, letting the stick NCO's take care of the dirty work.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 7:43 pm
CPL Fredrick David David heard Lynch call over to the Dog company NCO's. He sat up, "Alright guys, grab your s*it and head to the trucks. Let's go." he grabbed his pack, waiting for the other Marines.
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 7:49 pm
Ian McNaulty Ian put the deck of cards back in his pocket. "well, mate looks like we will have to wait until later. For now it looks like were shall be packed like sardines." he joked as he shoulder the radio and then picked up his pack. "Ready for fun and games?" he asked Addison.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 7:26 am
"Okay, let's pack it up I guess." Addison laughed. "Yeah, here comes the real games." He said sarcastically.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 8:09 am
CPL Fredrick DavidDavid turned, "Don't worry you two. We'll have plenty of time to play cards on the ships." He smiled and kept walking. He and McNaulty knew what was coming, and now they had an added responsibility; keeping Addison alive. David wasn't too worried about Addison, the kid seemed to have a level head on his shoulders, which would come in handy in whatever s*it hole they ended up in.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 9:23 am
PFC Thomas "Mack" McLoughlin "Semper Fidelis"
McLoughlin's eyes shot open at the sound of the NCO's orders. Standing quickly, he sighed before slinging his wruck over his shoulder before following suit towards the truck where 1st company was to ride. He'd almost slipped into a deep sleep, dreaming of his harsh life before joining up. Now he'd get to see if it was a good idea or not.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 7:08 pm
Addison packed up his things and headed for the truck as he should. If there were any kind of down time they could play more cards. It was pretty likely even in combat they would have some down time because the military had a lot of hurry up and wait so Addison was sure they could get a few rounds of card playing in at somepoint. Addison got to the truck and waited for the rest of them to join him.
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