FINAL UPDATE: OCTOBER 7TH, 2016

Yeah, the story is dead. It's one of the first I've made, more or less just for fun. It was great seeing all the support I got, even though the writing is sub-par (and cringe worthy) in most of it. While I'm probably not writing another story, It was awesome to share what I thought up while taking a dump. It's something I really can't bring myself to delete, even if I really want to. So, I'll keep it up for future refrence, maybe something to laugh at years from now.
Semper Fi!

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This story is non-canon to the 'Your Human and You'-Verse, as created by MadMaxtheBlack. Any and all copyrights belong to their respective owners.

As a Marine, you expect to die any day on the field. Either bleeding out From a gunshot wound, Or being on the wrong end of a rebel's RPG. However, no Marine expects to be thrust Into a world In which his own kind Is enslaved and called pets by their 'Owners', technicolor ponies. Sadly, that's the case of Sergeant Major David McIntyre. Confused and curious of this world he's been brung Into, McIntyre knows little of what to do other than one thing, Survive.