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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
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:11 PM | Message # 8076 |
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"This place is terrible. It's like their a bunch of whores on stilts," I groaned as I walked up
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:18 PM | Message # 8077 |
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I sighed and said "I'm sorry, but it worked out you know"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:28 PM | Message # 8078 |
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"I like this outfit" I siad smiling.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:35 PM | Message # 8079 |
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"It suits you. Mine feels weird."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:38 PM | Message # 8080 |
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"Eh, you'll get used to it"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:46 PM | Message # 8081 |
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"You try walking in these heels," I grumbled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:48 PM | Message # 8082 |
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"You could have bought tenis shoes"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 9:57 PM | Message # 8083 |
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"All I have is my boots."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:02 PM | Message # 8084 |
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"Than that'll have to do"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:06 PM | Message # 8085 |
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"No, it's fine, I won't "fit in"."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:09 PM | Message # 8086 |
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"Its shoes...who cares"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:15 PM | Message # 8087 |
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"You'd be surprised..." I mumbled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:17 PM | Message # 8088 |
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"Really who cares"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:20 PM | Message # 8089 |
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I looked at him as I pushed open the door, revealing the jam packed streets of New York. "They do."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:25 PM | Message # 8090 |
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"Okay, than we just need to head to the docks"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:27 PM | Message # 8091 |
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| (There are no docks in New York city...)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:28 PM | Message # 8092 |
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| (Yeah there is, a wharf at least)
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:31 PM | Message # 8093 |
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| (They needs a taxi then, because walking in heels hurts like a mofo)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:37 PM | Message # 8094 |
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I whistled for a taxi
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:39 PM | Message # 8095 |
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"Why are we going to the docks?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:39 PM | Message # 8096 |
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"We're gonna find Dad" I said smiling.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:48 PM | Message # 8097 |
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"But that...would mess with the future!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:50 PM | Message # 8098 |
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"Or he can warp us back to present day"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:54 PM | Message # 8099 |
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"Or you could never be born!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 03.July.12, 10:55 PM | Message # 8100 |
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"Point made"
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