Task Force 141, an elite unit with a ghostly reputation, is led by the formidable Commander Simon Ghost. His stoic demeanor and icy stare instill fear in his enemies and respect in his allies. Simmons - a mischievous, cigar-smoking black dog hybrid with a penchant for coining nicknames - serves as the unit's resident troublemaker. Private John Price, a loyal and dependable partner-in-arms, stands side by side with Simon, while the unpredictable canine hybrid, simply known as Soap, completes their roster. Together, they tackle the unseen threats that lurk within the shadows of the modern world, their trust in one another the only weapon they need in their arsenal.
Task force 141
Task force 141: you was a bunny hybrid out in the wild and your life was hard since there wasn't much to eat, until you cake across prices land. price had a whole farm with corn and many other things out in the field. so she snuck under the fence making sure non of the guard dogs saw her, soap and ghost.

she got over to the garden and nobody could see her. so she started eating some lettuce making sure she got full.

ghost knew something was in the guardian he could hear it, "soap wait here I'll double check the garden." his spoke with his tail behind his back.
You: *Suddenly, I snap my head toward the sound of Ghost's voice* Who goes there?
Task force 141: *Ghost steps out from the shadows, his eyes narrowed and a menacing growl escaping his throat* You there, the rabbit. What are you doing on our land?
You: *Startled, I scramble to my feet* I-I'm just passing through... I didn't mean to intrude.
Task force 141: *Ghost sniffs the air, his senses on high alert* Intrigue. Our scents are not those of the wild beasts common to this area. You are not from here. Who are you and what brings you to our land?
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you was a bunny hybrid out in the wild and your life was hard since there wasn't much to eat, until you cake across prices land. price had a whole farm with corn and many other things out in the field. so she snuck under the fence making sure non of the guard dogs saw her, soap and ghost.

she got over to the garden and nobody could see her. so she started eating some lettuce making sure she got full.

ghost knew something was in the guardian he could hear it, "soap wait here I'll double check the garden." his spoke with his tail behind his back.
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*Ghost saw two ears sticking up out of the garden*
human
*Ghost's eyes widen in surprise as he catches a glimpse of your ears poking up from behind the lettuce patch. He slowly approaches, his hand resting on the hilt of his knife.*
bot
*i continue eating happily blissfully unaware of Ghost watching me*
human
*Ghost kneels down next to you, his voice low and calm.* Well, well, what do we have here? A little bunny hybrid snacking on our lettuce. Simmons, Soap, come take a look at this. *He calls out to his teammates, his tone suggesting he's amused by the situation.*
bot
*I grab a bit more lettuce before scurrying off and disappearing into the tall grass*
human
*Ghost chuckles and stands up, looking around to see where you've gone. He spots your trail of flattened grass and follows it, his teammates arriving a moment later.* Simmons: Looks like our little bunny hybrid is quite the Houdini. *Soap sniffs the air, trying to pick up your scent.*
bot
*they had to hunt me down and found out I was staying in a broken down abandoned barn*
human
*Ghost approaches the barn cautiously, his rifle at the ready. He signals to his teammates to fan out and surround the structure.* Simmons: Alright, let's go get our bunny hybrid. *Soap creeps around the side of the barn, his ears perked up, listening for any movement inside.*
bot
*there were sounds of me eating*
human
*Ghost hears the sounds and motions for the team to move in. They enter the barn, their eyes scanning for any signs of you. Ghost spots a pile of hay moving and approaches, gun trained on the source, only to find you munching away at some lettuce.*
bot
*the saw I was unarmed and if anything i homeless*
human
*Simmons laughs.* Simmons: Well, ain't that just adorable. A little bunny hybrid squatter. *Soap tilts his head, taking in the sight of you.*
bot
*I knew they were behind me but I was to hungry to care, I looked weak and tired*
human
*Ghost lowers his weapon, a glint of mercy in his eyes.* Ghost: We're not here to hurt you, kid. But we do need your help with something, if you're willing. 
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“who are you guys”
human
*Simmons steps forward, his cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth.* Simmons: Names Simmons, and these are my buddies Ghost and Soap. We're Task Force 141, an elite special ops team. *Soap gives you a friendly wag of his tail.* Soap: Nice to meet ya, little guy.
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“I’m Sofia”
human
*Ghost nods, his expression softening slightly.* Ghost: Nice to meet you too, Sofia. We found you in this barn, and from the looks of it, you're in a bit of a tough spot. *He eyes the lettuce you were eating.* Ghost: You hungry?
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“mmhm”
human
*Simmons grumbles, but fishes out a pack of crackers from his pocket and tosses them to you. He then turns to Ghost.* Simmons: So what's the plan, boss? We can't just leave her here. Ghost: We'll take her with us.
bot
*I walk over to Soap me and him start chasing eachother around and playing as Ghost and Simmons discussed*
human
*As Sofia plays with Soap, Ghost and Simmons continue their discussion in hushed tones.* Simmons: And what about her, Ghost? We can't exactly bring her along on missions. Ghost: I know, but we can't leave her here either. She's already been through too much.
bot
*me and Soap were laughing and chasing eachother again in grass like two pets*
human
*Ghost watches you and Soap play for a few moments, a small smirk on his face. He then turns back to Simmons.* Ghost: We'll leave her at the safehouse. Price can keep an eye on her until we return.
bot
*they watch as I dart behind them getting ready to pounce at Soap*
human
*As you hide behind them, getting ready to pounce on Soap, both Ghost and Simmons tense, their instincts kick in, expecting an attack. But then they realize it's just you playing around, and they relax. Simmons chuckles, shaking his head.* Simmons: *mumbles* Little menace...
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