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| Narutard | Date: Th, 04.August.11, 7:51 PM | Message # 1 |
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| The seas have disappeared. Most of our ships are stuck in the sand of what used to be ocean. New continents have been formed but population has drastically fallen. Why? It rarely rains now and when it does, it's only near lakes and rivers. But, we of Pirate Island have created irrigation systems for our crops and easily domesticated animals for our meaty needs.
Pirate Island is one island of secen harbored in the one last ocean in the world, the Atlantic. No one really knows why, but it's led to rumors that the Americans, the ONLY prostering country, are the ones who stole the water of the world. Anyways, seven islands remain in the low water levels of the Atlantic ocean and they are all owned, well, ruled, by pirates. Our Pirate Island is ruled by Captain Phoenix, one of the Seven Scourges of the sea. Naturally, the other six islands are owned by the other Scourges.
Captain Phoenix is the youngest of the scourges, and suprisingly harbors the fieryist personality, hense the name. But the personality is only half of it, her bright red hair carries the name for her. Oh yeah, did I mention Captain Phoenix is a hirl? The only girl Scourge, 16 years old, and Captain of Pirate Island. We are her crew and now her colony, and we prepare for war. Captain Phoenix has angered the Scourges again and now we have to wage battles against all six crews of the most powerful pirates in the world. Personally, I'm not worried about us, the crew, we're trained and stubborn. The one I'm worried about is Captain Phoenix. She has to fight each and every Scourge and though she is a Scourge herself, she is the smallest, youngest, least experienced and, more importantly, a girl. But, all we can do is cheer her on and fight our own battles.
Xander, the Pirate, Lieutenant Captain
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 5:51 PM | Message # 2576 |
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| Reagan
I sighed, restless. I turned over and over, unable to find the right spot.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 5:52 PM | Message # 2577 |
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| Dillon:
I then heard a knocking at my door, and said for someone to come in.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 5:56 PM | Message # 2578 |
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| Reagan
Then I realized what it was. I groaned into my pillow. I had grown so used to sleeping next to Grim my bed felt empty without him. I sighed and rolled on my side. I'll have to readjust soon..
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 5:59 PM | Message # 2579 |
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| Dillon:
I opened it to reveal Grim. He was looking at me dejected "Dillon...I...I can't sleep."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:02 PM | Message # 2580 |
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| Reagan
I gave up on sleep within five minutes. I was now pacing the floor of my cabin, hands deep in my pockets.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:06 PM | Message # 2581 |
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| Grim:
I sighed and said "I don't need to sleep...but...I miss her."
He then looked at me and said "Grim...you know you could have stayed behind..."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:12 PM | Message # 2582 |
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| Reagan
"UGH!" I stormed outside staring up at the moon. I sat down with a hmph.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:15 PM | Message # 2583 |
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| Jason:
I woke up and groaned.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:17 PM | Message # 2584 |
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| (Any more convo between Death and Grim?)
Reagan
I ran a hand over my face. It was cold out tonight...
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:22 PM | Message # 2585 |
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| Dillon:
I looked at him and said "Look...I know this is difficult but...I miss being a pirate...I miss it alot." I then looked at Natayla "I have to may loose ends now though..."
Grim:
I looked at him and said "Loose ends? You mean having a family"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:32 PM | Message # 2586 |
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I suddenly felt nauseous. I ran to the edge of the boat, vomiting harshly. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. "Ugh..." I mumbled, confused. There was no possible way I was seasick...
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:37 PM | Message # 2587 |
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I just hmphed and said "Yeah...I never...really imagined myself to be a family man, however I swore to myself...that if I was gonna have a family...then I would have one last adventure. That's why I'm taking out the Chinese Pirate Armada. That will be my last adventure"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:40 PM | Message # 2588 |
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| Reagan
I sighed, fatigue finally finding me. I walked back to my cabin and collapsed, asleep.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:42 PM | Message # 2589 |
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| Dillon:
He looked at me and said "But...what about...Natayla's future..."
I sighed 'Reagan's tough...I probably had to fight"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:44 PM | Message # 2590 |
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| (..........dammit, why'd I make her fall asleep)
Reagan moved restlessly in her sleep, unable to curb her dreams. The sun slowly made its way to the horizon.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 6:53 PM | Message # 2591 |
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| (ts)
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 7:00 PM | Message # 2592 |
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| (Mmmk)
Reagan
I stood on the prow of the ship, watching. THe sea seemed empty. My stomach was queasy again...I couldn't understand.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 7:04 PM | Message # 2593 |
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| Dillon:
I looked at Natayla, and smiled at her.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 7:16 PM | Message # 2594 |
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| Reagan
I threw up again, over the side. I groaned, holding my head.
Pirate
I approached the Lieutenant. "Hey, what's wrong with the boss?" I asked.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 7:19 PM | Message # 2595 |
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| Jason:
"Sea sick" I said quietly "I don't know why though"
Dillon:
I sighed and looked out into sea. "I feeling rational, so unpretectionanal...to tell the truth like I"m getting away with Murder"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 7:32 PM | Message # 2596 |
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"Pirates don't get sea sick though...."
Reagan
What could possibly have me sick...? I looked down, trying to sort through everything but seasickness.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 7:35 PM | Message # 2597 |
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| Jason:
"That or..."
Dillon:
I smiled as we saw the first wave of the Armada.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 7:44 PM | Message # 2598 |
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"Or what?"
Reagan
I looked up, pushing my realization back. "The Bandits are in sight, ready yourselves!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 10:48 PM | Message # 2599 |
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| Jason:
I kept quiet, and said "Or she's pregnent." I then pulled out my pistol and was ready for combat.
Dillon:
We floated on our sides our enemy totally unaware, and I lifted my hand, a cannonball percing four hulls sinking the ships.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 27.November.11, 10:52 PM | Message # 2600 |
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My eyes widened but I remained silent. I joined the rest of the crew, readying the cannons.
Reagan
I smiled, seeing India's fleet ready to back up China. "Fire one," I said quietly and they shoved a silencer into the cannon. The cannonball fired with a muffled boom and sank the nearest two ships. I hear cries and the ships began to swing around. I laughed, able to see Death's ship a mile away. "COME IF YOU DARE!" I roared, the crew's battle cries behind me.
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