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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: Th, 26.January.12, 9:52 PM | Message # 3751 |
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| Grim:
I looked at Dillon, who looked 8, laughing. Irish, who was 6, laughing with him. I couldn't help but giggle slightly
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 9:54 PM | Message # 3752 |
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| Reagan
"You guys suck!" I squeaked. I looked about two. "It's not fair you're older than me!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 9:56 PM | Message # 3753 |
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| Grim:
"You're gonna turn back to your age soon, Reagan"
Dillon:
I turned 15, and got alot fatter too, "Yeah, runt, you're already 6"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 10:02 PM | Message # 3754 |
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| Reagan
I stuck my tongue out at him and held onto Grim's arm.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 10:04 PM | Message # 3755 |
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| Grim:
I just smiled as my skin finally was restored
Dillon:
"Ah...19...my age" I looked at Irish, who kissed me on the cheek. "She's back"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 10:07 PM | Message # 3756 |
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| Reagan
"I'm still twelve," I grumbled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 10:09 PM | Message # 3757 |
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| Grim:
I looked at her growing older and older "And now you aren't"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 10:11 PM | Message # 3758 |
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| Reagan
I rolled my eyes and stretched. "So what now?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 10:13 PM | Message # 3759 |
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| Dillon;
"Well, we should place the stone in the center"
(g2g)
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 26.January.12, 10:38 PM | Message # 3760 |
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| Reagan
"My stone?" I asked, holding up a green one.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 27.January.12, 0:58 AM | Message # 3761 |
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I looked at her shocked.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 27.January.12, 6:59 PM | Message # 3762 |
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| Reagan
"What? It was in my pocket..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 27.January.12, 11:56 PM | Message # 3763 |
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| Grim:
"For how long?"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:07 AM | Message # 3764 |
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| Reagan
I shrugged. "A while I guess."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:09 AM | Message # 3765 |
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| Grim:
"We can try it"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:12 AM | Message # 3766 |
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| Reagan
I placed it where it indicated to place the stone.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:15 AM | Message # 3767 |
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| Grim:
I looked at her and said "Guess we could be..."
Dillon:
We were interupted by the fountain behind us drying up, and the bottom of the fountain shriking, revealing stairs
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:21 AM | Message # 3768 |
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| Reagan
"D...Did we just drain the fountain of youth?" I stuttered.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:24 AM | Message # 3769 |
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| Dillon:
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm heading down the stairs."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:25 AM | Message # 3770 |
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| Reagan
I bit my lip. "We should soon..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:27 AM | Message # 3771 |
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| Grim:
I Nodded and followed them.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:33 AM | Message # 3772 |
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| Reagan
I bit my lip, not sure what to expect.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:38 AM | Message # 3773 |
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| Dillon:
I looked in shock as I saw we were directly underneath the ocean.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 0:42 AM | Message # 3774 |
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| Reagan
I looked up. "Whoa..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 28.January.12, 1:49 AM | Message # 3775 |
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| Dillon:
"What the heck is going..." I than stopped as three people, with blue skin and spears, glared at me
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