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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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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:33 AM | Message # 3601 |
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| Islo:
I fell to the ground, bleeding profusly
Dillon:
I checked on Irish and got up
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:38 AM | Message # 3602 |
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| Reagan
I placed the point of my sword at his throat. "Where do we go from here?" I growled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:41 AM | Message # 3603 |
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| Islo:
I gulped shaking "I...I can't...betray my..." I felt a gun to the side of my temple
Dillon:
"She's bluffing, I'm not...where...the hell...is Atlantis"
Islo:
I gulped in fear "GO TO BIMINTY AND PLACE THE STONE IN MY SHACK AT THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH! PLEASE DON"T KILL ME!" I than...saw nothing but darkness
Irish:
I looked at Dillon, shaking. "Dillon...you...you..didn't have to kill him..."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:43 AM | Message # 3604 |
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| Reagan
I stumbled back as blood spattered my shoe. "She's right, there was no point,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:48 AM | Message # 3605 |
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| Death:
I walked in to the shack and got the stone, heading back to the ship.
Irish:
I froze...not used to seeing Dillon in Death mode.
Grim:
I rolled my eyes and said "Great, we got Dillon, in "Captain Death mode" The only thing worse would be..."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:52 AM | Message # 3606 |
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| Reagan
"I've only sent him into that once, don't even say it. You'll jinx it."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:57 AM | Message # 3607 |
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| Grim:
I smiled and said "I was going to say, you going into your Captain Pheonix mode, and you two arguing the whole trip"
Irish:
I just walked on the ship, hoping to just talk with Dillon, but he slammed the door in my face.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 2:58 AM | Message # 3608 |
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| Reagan
My eyes sparked. "Maybe so, but that's downright DISRESPECTFUL, YOU ASSHOLE!" I shouted at his door. "THAT'S YOUR WIFE!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:04 AM | Message # 3609 |
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| Irish:
I looked at her, and backed up "You had to say something didn't you Grim"
Grim:
"Oopsy..."
Death:
I just grumbled "I'm raising the ship...the stone came with instructions on how to get out of here"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:11 AM | Message # 3610 |
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| Reagan
I just rolled my eyes and sat down, glaring at the floor.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:13 AM | Message # 3611 |
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| Grim:
I walked next to Reagan and said "Are you okay?"
Irish:
As I saw the open sea again, I kinda forced my way into his room.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:18 AM | Message # 3612 |
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| Reagan
"He's being selfish again," I grumbled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:20 AM | Message # 3613 |
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| Grim:
I sighed and said "Well..."
Irish:
"Dillon, I want to talk to you...not Captain Death...the man I fell in love with"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:26 AM | Message # 3614 |
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| Reagan
I sighed, leaning into him.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:27 AM | Message # 3615 |
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| Grim:
"It's okay"
Dillon:
"Irish...I..."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:31 AM | Message # 3616 |
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| Reagan
I looked down.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:34 AM | Message # 3617 |
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| Dillon:
Irish looked at me and said "You are not Captain DEATH ANYMORE!" She walked next to me and said "You are the same pirate...just a lot nicer."
"But..." I said about to protest
"I fell in love with your sweet gentle side, not this monster inside of you. You have...to not let it out."
Grim:
I froze "I forgot to send that guy"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:36 AM | Message # 3618 |
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| Grim
I sighed. "Go on, you can get back easily..." I said.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:41 AM | Message # 3619 |
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| Grim:
I smiled and said "No...he'll be fine"
Dillon:
I looked at her, and kissed her, but she broke imidiatly "I'm mad at you Dillon,"
She left, and slammed the door in my face.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:46 AM | Message # 3620 |
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| Reagan
I looked up as Irish walked out. "What happened?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:46 AM | Message # 3621 |
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| Irish:
"I told him off"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:53 AM | Message # 3622 |
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| Reagan
"Oh..."
(Night...)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 1:58 PM | Message # 3623 |
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| Irish;
I smiled and sat next to her, with a sense of pride.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:39 PM | Message # 3624 |
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| Reagan
I laughed. "You look to happy."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 15.January.12, 3:49 PM | Message # 3625 |
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| Irish:
"Well, he was being an asshole"
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