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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: Th, 31.May.12, 11:42 PM | Message # 6501
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Dianne
I supported my brother.

Reagan
I tried to stand


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 31.May.12, 11:44 PM | Message # 6502
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Grim:

I supported Reagan, as we went back to the ship and sailed back...all of us

(I think I just gave everyone...a Crowning Moment...of AWSOME!)


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NarutardDate: Th, 31.May.12, 11:49 PM | Message # 6503
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Reagan
I groaned, propping my foot up.

Dianne
"Where are you hurt?"


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 31.May.12, 11:51 PM | Message # 6504
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Storm:

I pointed to my shoulder


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:05 AM | Message # 6505
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Dianne
I began to clean and bandage it.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:07 AM | Message # 6506
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Storm:

"Thank you" I said in pain

Grim:

I was working on Reagan's wounds


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:12 AM | Message # 6507
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Dianne
"Of course."


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:18 AM | Message # 6508
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"You okay?" I said curiously.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:22 AM | Message # 6509
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Reagan
"Fine," I said through gritted teeth.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:28 AM | Message # 6510
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Grim:

"Don't worry...it will be over soon"


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:30 AM | Message # 6511
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Reagan
"Grim...I..." I looked down at my side, afraid to go further.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:32 AM | Message # 6512
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"Were you bitten" I said stunned.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:35 AM | Message # 6513
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Reagan
I pressed my lips together and nodded weakly.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:37 AM | Message # 6514
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I looked away and drew my scythe "Your leg?"


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:40 AM | Message # 6515
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Reagan
"My side," I whispered.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:44 AM | Message # 6516
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I sighed "Great...be glad we're immortal than...because this is going to hurt like hell "

I pulled up her shirt revealing her side. "Good news is it's not spreading...but you will have to stay in bed...for a while..." I looked away as I cut off the bitten area, holding her hands and I felt my bones cracking.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:48 AM | Message # 6517
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Reagan
I screamed in utter pain.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:49 AM | Message # 6518
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Grim:

I did my best to heal the wounds, but without my job my powers are limited, so it healed but left a really nasty looking scar.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 0:56 AM | Message # 6519
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Reagan
I was crying heavily, feeling even weaker than before.

Dianne
I watched sadly


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 1:01 AM | Message # 6520
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Grim:

"Get plenty of rest sweetie...I'm so sorry"


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 1:05 AM | Message # 6521
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Reagan
I turned into him.

Dianne
We docked, arriving back home.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 1:09 AM | Message # 6522
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I looked at her eyes "I'll stay with you...I promise"


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 1:18 AM | Message # 6523
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Dianne
"You have to carry her, Daddy," i said, walking forawrd.


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Dillon0909Date: Fr, 01.June.12, 1:28 AM | Message # 6524
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I sighed and carry her away.


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NarutardDate: Fr, 01.June.12, 1:30 AM | Message # 6525
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Dianne
I helped Storm down.


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