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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: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:17 PM | Message # 5326 |
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| (So, I have a plan, let them think she's dead...)
Reagan
I watched, begging and pleading.
Cain
"OH NOW YOU SEE IT?!" I laughed. "You're a little to late!" I growled. "You killed her...I was going to propose, and YOU KILLED HER!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:19 PM | Message # 5327 |
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| Storm:
I fell to my knees, and tossed him a sword begging him to kill me
Grim:
I collapsed, and cried like crazy.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:24 PM | Message # 5328 |
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| Cain
I tossed the sword away. "I will not give you the pleasure of death," I growled. "I want you to suffer, going through your days knowing you lived and she died..."
(Reagan's not going to stop so you're going to have to have Grim pull her off of Dianne)
Reagan
"No," I begged, continuing where he stopped. "She can't be dead!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:26 PM | Message # 5329 |
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| Grim:
I pulled her off of her, and hugged her crying.
Storm:
I sat there...alone...crying like crazy.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:29 PM | Message # 5330 |
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| Reagan
"No!" I screamed, struggling against him. "SHE CAN'T BE!"
(Take Cain back?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:32 PM | Message # 5331 |
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| Cain:
I got there and cried like crazy seeign Dianne dead, falling to my knees.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:33 PM | Message # 5332 |
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| Reagan
I sagged in defeat in Grim's arms, sobbing.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:36 PM | Message # 5333 |
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| Cain:
I grabbed her and cried harder "DAMN IT DIANNE! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO MY FAMILY"!
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:39 PM | Message # 5334 |
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| Irish
I looked at Dillon. "I keep hearing a lot of screaming from Reagan's island..."
Thalia
"Do you hear screaming?"
Reagan
"Noo..." I sobbed.
Dianne
I looked around the strange world I'd fallen into, where people with white and black wings walked about. A tall man with black wings stood before me.
(Take the demon?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:42 PM | Message # 5335 |
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| Demon:
"Welcome Dianne"
Natayla;
I nodded and headed to the island with Dad.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:45 PM | Message # 5336 |
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| Thalia
I stood next to Natayla in concern.
Reagan
"My baby," I sobbed.
Dianne
"Where am I?" I asked in confusion.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:48 PM | Message # 5337 |
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| Natayla:
I saw Dianne, and feel to my knees shocked
Demon:
"You are the reaper of souls...and you just died"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:50 PM | Message # 5338 |
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| Dianne
"No I didn't," I argued. "I can't!"
Thalia
I covered my mouth in shock. "Oh no..."
Irish
"Oh Reagan," I whispered.
(They're basically healing her soul and helping her see through depression, but it'll take a while)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:52 PM | Message # 5339 |
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| (how about...I'm an asshole about it, and you are alot niecer"
Demon:
I glared and said "YOU DID YOU COMITTED SUICIDE AND TOOK A COWARD WAY OUT BECAUSE OF PETTY FAMILY ISSUES, BECAUSE OF THAT...WE HAD TO SAVE YOUR SOUL!"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:56 PM | Message # 5340 |
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| Dianne
I winced and stepped back, frightened when a comforting pair of hands were placed on my shoulders.
Angel
I smiled down at her. "Do not be afriad my child, he just gets overly angry," I said, stroking your hair. "We've brought you here to help."
Thalia
I walked forward, gazing down at her lifeless body.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 9:59 PM | Message # 5341 |
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| Natayla:
I looked at her stunned
Dillon:
I hugged Grim and Reagan.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:02 PM | Message # 5342 |
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| Thalia
I looked up. "Where's Storm?"
Reagan
I shook my head, unable to stop.
Dianne
"What...how long will I be here?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:05 PM | Message # 5343 |
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| Demon:
"UNTIL YOU LEARN HOW NOT TO BE AN IDIOT!"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:07 PM | Message # 5344 |
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| Thalia
I pulled Natayla out of the house to find him.
Dianne
I winced, cowering closer to the Angel.
Angel
"Demon, stop it!" I said sharply.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:12 PM | Message # 5345 |
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| Demon:
I growled "Well, its true! What sort of moron, who has so much responsibilty...kill themselves"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:16 PM | Message # 5346 |
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| Angel
"She's eighteen! Not experienced yet like her father! She's still a child," I reminded him.
Dianne
I watched them in amazement.
Thalia
"Natayla, we have to find him!" I shouted at her.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:19 PM | Message # 5347 |
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| Natayla:
I loked at Storm, sitting alone sobbing his eyes out. I than rightfully smacked him across the face
Demon:
"SHE SHOULD KNOW SUICIDE IS THE MOST DISHONERABLE WAY TO DIE THOUGH!"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:20 PM | Message # 5348 |
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| Thalia
"Natayla!" I exclaimed.
Angel
"Well we haven't met with her until now have we?!" I challenged. "Who could have told her?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:21 PM | Message # 5349 |
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| Demon:
"HER FUCKING PARENTS!"
Natayla:
"This is all your fault"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 14.April.12, 10:25 PM | Message # 5350 |
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| Thalia
I grabbed her arm. "I think he's already gotten this talk," I said.
Dianne
I winced. "I'm sorry," I whimpered.
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