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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: Mo, 16.January.12, 5:55 PM | Message # 3651 |
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| Reagan
I groaned quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:08 PM | Message # 3652 |
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| Grim:
I smiled and nuzzled her neck, and I put my hand inside her shirt.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:12 PM | Message # 3653 |
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Reagan
I smiled, pulling him back to kiss me.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:15 PM | Message # 3654 |
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| Grim:
I cuddled her, our fun being over.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:19 PM | Message # 3655 |
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| Reagan
I smiled and nuzzled him happily
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:22 PM | Message # 3656 |
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| Grim;
I smiled and kissed her cheek.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:26 PM | Message # 3657 |
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| Reagan
"I love you..." I whispered.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:30 PM | Message # 3658 |
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| Grim:
"I love you too"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:31 PM | Message # 3659 |
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| Reagan
I rested my head on his chest happily
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:34 PM | Message # 3660 |
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| Grim:
I looked at her and said "Should we get up?"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:39 PM | Message # 3661 |
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| Reagan
I thought for a moment. "Hmmm...nah," I said.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:46 PM | Message # 3662 |
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Dillon:
I knocked on their door "Hey you two...we're here!"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 9:52 PM | Message # 3663 |
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| Reagan
"Go away," I groaned, still half asleep.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:05 PM | Message # 3664 |
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| Dillon;
"Fine, I guess you don't want to see atlantis"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:07 PM | Message # 3665 |
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| Reagan
I sighed and sat up, shoving Grim out of bed to get him up. "We gotta go, cause Dillon won't give us five more minutes," I grumbled as I pulled my clothes on andpulled my hair back.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:09 PM | Message # 3666 |
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| Grim:
I groaned and said "Darn it!" I got dressed and walked out the cabin, to a laughing Irish.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:13 PM | Message # 3667 |
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| Reagan
I walked out. "You guys suck."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:20 PM | Message # 3668 |
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| Dillon:
"Did we interupt something"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:22 PM | Message # 3669 |
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| Reagan
I smiled at him. "You tell me,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:26 PM | Message # 3670 |
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| Dillon:
"You two look cranky so I say yes"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:30 PM | Message # 3671 |
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| Reagan
I stuck my tongue out at him.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:33 PM | Message # 3672 |
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| Dillon:
I smiled and said "You two were certainly loud enough."I said getting off the ship.
Irish:
I followed him, laughing at that.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:35 PM | Message # 3673 |
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| Reagan
"They were loud long enough when you were gone and I was taking care of Natayla," I said, loud enough for them to hear.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:40 PM | Message # 3674 |
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| Dillon:
We stopped and blushed
Grim:
I burst out laughing.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.January.12, 10:42 PM | Message # 3675 |
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| Reagan
I continued to walk, beaming as I looped my arm through Grim's
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