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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: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:01 AM | Message # 6151
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Reagan
I yawned.


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:02 AM | Message # 6152
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Grim:

I smiled and started to doze off with her


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:13 AM | Message # 6153
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Reagan
I fell asleep happily


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:16 AM | Message # 6154
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Grim:

I smiled and woke up the next day kissing her forhead.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:27 AM | Message # 6155
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Reagan
I yawned and stretched. "Hi."


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:36 AM | Message # 6156
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Grim:

"So...you and Storm are heading out today?"

Natalya:

I stretched preparing to head out with Thalia for adventure


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:41 AM | Message # 6157
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Reagan
I nodded.


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:43 AM | Message # 6158
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Grim:

I smiled and let her out

Natayla:

I smiled and kissed her cheek.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:52 AM | Message # 6159
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Thalia
"Hey,"

Reagan
I got up and got cleaned up.


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 0:57 AM | Message # 6160
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Natayla:

"I'll be out"


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:07 AM | Message # 6161
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Thalia
"Hmm?"


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:09 AM | Message # 6162
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Natayla:

"I love you so much"

Grim:

I kissed her and hugged Storm as they prepared to set off


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:12 AM | Message # 6163
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Thalia
"I love you too."

Reagan
"Bye," I smiled.


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:16 AM | Message # 6164
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Natayla:

I smiled and walked to the ship with her

Navy:

We started to sail up.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:21 AM | Message # 6165
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Thalia
I held her hand.

Reagan
"So...why do you want to become a pirate all of the sudden?"


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:22 AM | Message # 6166
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Storm:

"I feel so...weak"

Natayla:

I smiled and prepared to set sail, whne suddenly Navy ships road up next to both of our islands.


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:27 AM | Message # 6167
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Thalia
"Oh no..."

Reagan
I paled. "Shit."


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:29 AM | Message # 6168
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Francis:

I walked off the ship, and growled as my fellow naval officers spoke for me

Steve:

I walked off the ship looking at them.

Natayla:

I was on guard

Storm:

I had my hand on my cutlass


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:36 AM | Message # 6169
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Reagan
"Who are you?" I hissed.

Thalia
I hid behind Natayla.


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:37 AM | Message # 6170
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Steve:

"The head of the navy"

Francis:

"Thalia...come out from that...girl.." I said mining my mannors with my superiors here


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:42 AM | Message # 6171
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Reagan
"The head of the navy," I mocked him.

Thalia
"No."


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:50 AM | Message # 6172
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Steve:

"Who can have yuo arrested" I said smirking, "And your family killed"

Francis:

"NOW Thalia"

Storm:

"You shouldn't have done that"


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 1:58 AM | Message # 6173
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Reagan
"I'd like to see you try pretty boy," I growled, drawing my gun.

Thalia
"No," I repeated. "I love her dad."


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Dillon0909Date: Sa, 19.May.12, 2:01 AM | Message # 6174
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Francis:

"I said not to hide from me behind her"

Steve:

I growled and pulled out my gun. "I came...for your help"


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NarutardDate: Sa, 19.May.12, 2:05 AM | Message # 6175
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Reagan
I blinked. "Help?"

Thalia
I stood beside her, taking her hand. "What now Papa?"


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