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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, 21.April.12, 11:03 AM | Message # 5626 |
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| Dianne
"Eep!" I tripped and fell over the side of the boat.
Reagan
I stopped in surprise. "Dianne!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:04 AM | Message # 5627 |
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| Storm:
I grabbed Dianne before she fell
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:10 AM | Message # 5628 |
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| Dianne
I held tightly to his hand. Only he knew, only he knew that I couldn't swim.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:12 AM | Message # 5629 |
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| Storm:
I pulled her onboard. "I probaby should tell you guys...Dianne can't swim"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:20 AM | Message # 5630 |
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| Dianne
"Storm!" I protested.
Reagan
I blinked a few times in surprise.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:21 AM | Message # 5631 |
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| Storm:
"She...just never learned"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:27 AM | Message # 5632 |
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| Dianne
I looked down.
Reagan
"Dianne..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:30 AM | Message # 5633 |
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| Storm:
"They were gonna find out eventually Dianee."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:37 AM | Message # 5634 |
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| Dianne
"I know," I sighed.
Reagan
"Why didn't you tell us?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:40 AM | Message # 5635 |
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| Storm:
"Your her daughter"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:45 AM | Message # 5636 |
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| Dianne
"Cause I thought you'd be ashamed," I mumbled
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:47 AM | Message # 5637 |
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| Storm:
I looked at them talking.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 12:48 PM | Message # 5638 |
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| Reagan
"Dianne...we're not going to judge you for not being able to swim..." I assured her quietly, looking at Grim for help.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 12:50 PM | Message # 5639 |
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| Grim:
I smiled and said "We'll teach you"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 1:08 PM | Message # 5640 |
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| Dianne
"I don't want to," I whimpered.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 1:18 PM | Message # 5641 |
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| Grim:
"Why not"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 1:20 PM | Message # 5642 |
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| Reagan
Realization hit me. "You've tried to kill yourself before in the sea," I said. She nodded weakly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 1:42 PM | Message # 5643 |
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| Grim:
I walked to her "Dianne"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 7:53 PM | Message # 5644 |
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| Dianne
I looked away, silent.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:27 PM | Message # 5645 |
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| Grim:
I held her, as did her brother.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:31 PM | Message # 5646 |
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| Reagan
I hugged her as well, petting her hair. "I'm sorry,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:36 PM | Message # 5647 |
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| Grim:
"We all love you very much"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:40 PM | Message # 5648 |
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| Dianne
"I know," I whispered quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:44 PM | Message # 5649 |
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| Grim:
We broke the hug, as a familiar ship sailed past
Storm:
I looked away in disgust.
Natayla:
"Oh Hi guys! You know the quickest way to Jamacia from here?"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 21.April.12, 11:47 PM | Message # 5650 |
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| Thalia
I looked up.
Dianne
I pulled Storm downstairs, not really wanting to talk to anyone anymore.
Reagan
"We're heading that way!"
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