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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, 13.August.11, 3:04 AM | Message # 551 |
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| Reagan
I had only fallen asleep moments ago, worried for my crew and wondering about the closet. Still, I turned restlessly, finding sleep not all that better.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:11 AM | Message # 552 |
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I stopped the ship at a port and said "I'm make two stops, the rest is sailing to the lost city. Get as much supplies as you can at that time."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:15 AM | Message # 553 |
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| Phoenix
My dreams tormented me, whirlpools, screams, dresses...I was running in the dead sea, no water no blankets, no uncle...it was endless, I'd never escape!
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:19 AM | Message # 554 |
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I sighed and said "Good luck out there, mates." I stayed behind and kept looking out from the mast.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:28 AM | Message # 555 |
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The dream shifted. It was that day...that's why I couldn't sleep...it was the anniversary. I satin my father's arms, tugging at his beard and giggling childishly because I was only six. My father's deep booming laugh echoed and my own seemed like a high pitched squeal next to it. Suddenly, a boy stepped from the bush, anger etched into his features. My father set me down and I ran to Storm, thirteen at the time. He knelt to my level and looked at my father, who only had eyes for the boy. "Give me back my necklace!" he shouted and my father held his hands up in surrender. Storm gathered me close and turned me away but I still heard the screams the sword clashes...I still felt the warm blood splashing against my back--
I sat up and screamed, tears running down my flushed face.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:32 AM | Message # 556 |
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I woke up, having a nightmare about that day. Hanging out with this girl is gonna be trouble. I got off mast and went down below, opening the forbidden room.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:34 AM | Message # 557 |
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"No, no!" I sobbed, throwing pillows and holding others. "No..." I held the final one tightly, burying my tear streaked face in the fabric.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:40 AM | Message # 558 |
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I looked away and just sat down on the bed, opening the closet. I just stared at the dresses.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:43 AM | Message # 559 |
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I don't know how long passed...minutes? Hours? I lost sense of that. But finally, I looked up, sniffling. "D...Death?" I whispered, choking on the words.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 3:46 AM | Message # 560 |
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I didn't say anything, I just kept staring at the dresses.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 10:17 AM | Message # 561 |
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| Reagan
"Death," I whispered, ignoring the tears. "Please look at me,"
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 11:27 AM | Message # 562 |
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I was holding my crown in my hand as I looked at it with a sigh. I really have change a lot. I sat there watching to the jewels glimmer.
It's time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 12:41 PM | Message # 563 |
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I didn't say anthing.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:22 PM | Message # 564 |
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I looked down and then at the closet. I took a deep ragged breath and fell onto the bed again, holding the pillow closer.
Storm
I looked out at the horizon. We still hadn't found her, and today was that day again...Oh Reagan...don't do anything stupid....
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:26 PM | Message # 565 |
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I got up and started the head to the door. I stopped, and looked at the closet again, it being closed now. "I'll take it to my grave." I opened to door and slammed it.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:28 PM | Message # 566 |
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| Reagan
I winced and looked at the closed door. I looked at the floor then. Father....
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:33 PM | Message # 567 |
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I sat down, looking out into sea. I should be...happy, but...I'm not...not yet.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:36 PM | Message # 568 |
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| Phoenix
Eventually, I fell back asleep, restlessly, seas of blood haunting my dreams.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:41 PM | Message # 569 |
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Eventually they came back, and my cook made a stew out of fish. I got up and went down to get Pheonix.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:42 PM | Message # 570 |
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| Phoenix
I was twisted deep into the sheets, face tear streaked and eyes red. The pillow was soaked.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:44 PM | Message # 571 |
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I looked at her and said "Phoenix, the cook made food. I know what today is though, so...I'll just bring it to you. Becareful of the room though." I placed her food on the desk next to her and went to leave.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:46 PM | Message # 572 |
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| Phoenix
I turned over. "Death..." I said quietly. "I said it was okay so why, why are you upset?" I whispered, blinking away remaining tears.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:48 PM | Message # 573 |
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"It's not that..." I said looking away. "I...I just don't like being in this room."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:50 PM | Message # 574 |
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| Phoenix
"Then why put me here? Why come here yourself with food? Why not send Grim?" I asked quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 13.August.11, 1:52 PM | Message # 575 |
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"No one is allowed in that room, exept for you...and me." I said glaring at her. "That is all you need to know!" I said, slamming the door behind me.
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