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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
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 0:31 AM | Message # 451 |
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| Reagan
I turned and left, stepping onto my island within minutes. Storm was waiting there. "Where...your uncle?" He guessed. I nodded.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 0:34 AM | Message # 452 |
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I smiled and said "I'm forgivable after all." Irish just hugged me, and said "I'm glad your you again, Dillon."
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 0:44 AM | Message # 453 |
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Oh thank god Storm was cool with it...I sat in my bed, staring at the wall. Time to get back on track...I need a goal, and I need one now.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:02 AM | Message # 454 |
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I slept like a baby, completly focused on one thing. Going to Britain.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:08 AM | Message # 455 |
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| Reagan
I fell asleep, concentrated on my new goal, finding Europe's Great Lost Treasure.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:13 AM | Message # 456 |
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I'm going after the crown jewels
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:16 AM | Message # 457 |
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| (Medieval probably means no sea monsters or hoarding dragons...does it?)
(timeskip?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:20 AM | Message # 458 |
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Death:
I smiled as I got on my big ship. The Crowl Jewels of Englund, will be MINE!
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:32 AM | Message # 459 |
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Reagan
I got onto my ship, the rest of the crew preparing for cast off. I smiled into the distance, hair blown back. The Lost Treasure of Europe...will be mine!
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:38 AM | Message # 460 |
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I got off the ship, and headed to the town square.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:45 AM | Message # 461 |
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Phoenix
I'd start in the United Kingdom and move from there...I jumped off my ship, heading for the library.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:51 AM | Message # 462 |
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I pointed my cannons at the castle and ordered a fire. When it fired it left a hole in the wall, "Boys, you go and find a place to hide, I'll go and get the crown jewels."
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 2:01 AM | Message # 463 |
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Phoenix
Storm trailed behind me with a smirk. "This is going to be an epic journey," He whispered and I laughed. "Yes. Yes it will."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 2:06 AM | Message # 464 |
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Death:
I pulled into port, I walked down, witha wagon, hiding my men. "Don't come out till we are close to the castle."
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 2:08 AM | Message # 465 |
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Reagan
I wandered into the library and began my search for the legend of the Lost Treasure of Euroope.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 2:18 AM | Message # 466 |
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Death:
I rode the wagon into town, admittly stealing a horse, and kept riding, trying to find the castle. I looked just like a normal person, that not even Reagan could identify.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 2:29 AM | Message # 467 |
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My crew had hidden themselves among the crowd, unrecognizable as Storm and I search. And we looked nothing of ourselves. I myself was disguised as a boy. I had cut my hair short and with the help of makeup, altered my appearance slighty. Painfully, I wrapped cloth around my chest until I was flat as a board. And I had made Storm older, a few wrinkles. We were disguised, through and through. I threw the stupid book away and grabbed the next one.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:01 PM | Message # 468 |
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I saw a boy and an old man to the left of us so I stopped the Wagon. I got off the wagon and said "Excuse me, do you guys know where the castle is?"
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:27 PM | Message # 469 |
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I looked at him and tilted my head. "Only the biggest building here..." I said, holding back laughter. Such a tourist..."It's a few miles thataway," I said, pointing northwest.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:31 PM | Message # 470 |
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| Dillon:
"Great" I said smirking I then looked at him again "You look...familiar. Have we met?"
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:38 PM | Message # 471 |
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| Reagan
I shook my head. "Nah, never seen you before sir," I said. He looked familiar too...he had a familiar aura about him.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:45 PM | Message # 472 |
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I smiled and said "Well, thanks anyways." I then said "Hey, you want a ride to were you need to go, I'm sure it's along the way."
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 1:49 PM | Message # 473 |
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| Reagan
I blinked. "Um, sure, we're heading to the royal library," I said. Storm was trying to tell me something but I waved him off. Later.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 2:14 PM | Message # 474 |
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I invited them on, and said "Sit in the front, I got delcate cargo in the back."
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 12.August.11, 4:01 PM | Message # 475 |
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| Reagan
I looked curiously towards the back as I sat down.
(I'll brb)
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