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Pirate Island
NarutardDate: 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


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 5:31 PM | Message # 4426
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Dianne
I began to kick a rock to ease the boredom away.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 8:36 PM | Message # 4427
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Natayla;

"DIanne..." I siad quietly "I'm sorry for getting your brother shot that day"


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 8:43 PM | Message # 4428
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Dianne
"Yeah, whatever," I mumbled. "Thanks for the apology."


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 8:45 PM | Message # 4429
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Natayla:

"You're welcome" I said walking with her.


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 8:49 PM | Message # 4430
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Dianne
I kicked the rock in front of her, wanting her to kick it too.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 8:53 PM | Message # 4431
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Natayla:

I kicked it at her, and smiled at her


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:04 PM | Message # 4432
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Dianne
I kicked it back, smiling.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 9:11 PM | Message # 4433
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Natayla;

She made me smile as we were basically playing Rock kick tennis.


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:16 PM | Message # 4434
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Dianne
My foot connected with it too hard and it went flying. I heard it stop abruptly and looked up. "Uncle!" I said happily, seeing he had stopped it with his foot.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 9:18 PM | Message # 4435
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Natayla:

I smiled and looked at her Uncle...who looked at Dianne

Blackbeard:

"Dianne! How's my favorite Great-Niece"


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:23 PM | Message # 4436
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Dianne
I laughed happily, running to him and hugging him tightly.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 9:25 PM | Message # 4437
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Blackbeard:

I smiled and hugged her.


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:31 PM | Message # 4438
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Dianne
"I've missed you so much," I whispered.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 9:31 PM | Message # 4439
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Blackbeard:

"Well, I did to "


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:38 PM | Message # 4440
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Dianne
I smiled, pulling away. "You remember Cain?" I asked, pulling him forward.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 9:39 PM | Message # 4441
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Cain:

I smiled "Hello sir"

Blackbeard:

"Yes...him" I said smiling at her boyfriend.


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:45 PM | Message # 4442
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Dianne
I smiled, hugging his waist. "Yep! And Storm and Natayla."


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 9:47 PM | Message # 4443
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Storm:

"Hello Great Uncle" I said smiling at her

Blackbeard:

I smiled and looked at Storm, and Natayla.


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 9:57 PM | Message # 4444
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Dianne
I leaned up to whisper in Cain's ear. "Did you get that thing for him?"


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 10:12 PM | Message # 4445
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Cain:

I smiled and revealed....I got from him


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 10:27 PM | Message # 4446
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(His old gun restored.)
Dianne
I smiled. "Uncle," I called.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 10:28 PM | Message # 4447
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Blackbeard:

"My my my" I said in amazement. "This is...wonderful"


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 10:40 PM | Message # 4448
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Dianne
I smiled. "Cain did it."


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Dillon0909Date: We, 21.March.12, 10:43 PM | Message # 4449
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Blackbeard:

"Thank you Cain" I said smiling "How's your sister"

Cain:

"Raven's fine."


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NarutardDate: We, 21.March.12, 10:55 PM | Message # 4450
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Dianne
"Can We come in Uncle?" I asked, shivering.


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