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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: Mo, 16.July.12, 1:56 PM | Message # 8551 |
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| Dianne
I looked down. "I'm sorry..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 16.July.12, 2:01 PM | Message # 8552 |
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| Storm:
"Its okay Dianne"
(okay, I g2g see yah)
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 16.July.12, 2:05 PM | Message # 8553 |
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| Dianne
I hugged them both
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 9:55 AM | Message # 8554 |
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| Storm:
I hugged her back
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:16 PM | Message # 8555 |
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| Dianne
"Can Cain come back now please?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:20 PM | Message # 8556 |
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| Storm:
"Sure sweetie" I said calling Cain inside, who hugged her.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:24 PM | Message # 8557 |
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| Dianne
I hugged him tightly.
Reagan
I pulled Storm out. "And your father was mad..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:28 PM | Message # 8558 |
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| Storm:
"Down right furious with her." I said quietly
Cain:
I kept her close.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:28 PM | Message # 8559 |
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| Dianne
"Sorry," I whispered.
Reagan
"His fault."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:31 PM | Message # 8560 |
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| Storm:
"How?"
Cain:
I just patted her on the back.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:32 PM | Message # 8561 |
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| Reagan
"He overreacted."
Dianne
"Stop that."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:36 PM | Message # 8562 |
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| Cain:
"Sorry, Dianne "
Storm:
"No...really?!" I said sarcastically.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:40 PM | Message # 8563 |
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| Reagan
I thumped his forehead. "Remember who you're talking to."
Dianne
I leaned on him again
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:43 PM | Message # 8564 |
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| Storm:
"Ow..." I said holding my head
Cain:
"You should rest you've had a busy day"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:45 PM | Message # 8565 |
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| Dianne
"I am resting."
Reagan
I gave him a noogie.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:51 PM | Message # 8566 |
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| Cain:
I kissed the top of her head with a smile
Storm:
I hugged her, and let her go so I could get started on preparing for my journey.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:54 PM | Message # 8567 |
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| Dianne
I opened my book again as Brisk laid across our legs.
Reagan
I walked to my room
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:55 PM | Message # 8568 |
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| Grim:
I sat down, quietly. "I heard...the intervention went well"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 12:58 PM | Message # 8569 |
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| Reagan
"Yep."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 1:02 PM | Message # 8570 |
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| Grim:
"Sorry...I...reacted badly"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 1:12 PM | Message # 8571 |
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| Reagan
"You did."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 1:13 PM | Message # 8572 |
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| Grim:
"Still love me?"
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 1:16 PM | Message # 8573 |
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| Reagan
"Course."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 1:17 PM | Message # 8574 |
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| Grim:
I kissed her cheek.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 17.July.12, 1:32 PM | Message # 8575 |
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| Reagan
I kissed him
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