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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: Tu, 10.July.12, 12:25 PM | Message # 8576 |
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| Reagan
I just turned back to the dishes, grumbling.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 12:33 PM | Message # 8577 |
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| Storm:
I pulled Mom from the dishes, and pulled Dad in the living room, and sat them down. "First of all, mom DIANNE IS IN THE WRONG ON THIS, she's acting like a little spoiled brat, who isn't getting her way and she's throwing a hudge tantrum, so stop thinking she's a perfect little angel when she's NOT, but you know what...you're not the problem...not this time"
I glared at Dad. "My problem...is you. Mom and I asked you to help us to confront Dianne about her behavior, not act like an all knowing (I can't say the word cause I'm in the library) who doesn't care about your own kids. You know what, you don't...you really don't care about your own kids at all. You know, how I finally come to realize this. Where were you on my birthdays? No where to be found. Where were you when Dianne was hurting from her abortion? Oh right again...NO WHERE TO BE FOUND. Oh you hugged her...you know what...you should have talked to her more than you did! YOU IGNORANT MORON! I hope one day, you get your head chopped of so I won't have to deal with a usless pile of sludge for a father, and I hope mom wakes up and realizes that than man she loved has been replaced by nothing more than a common idiot and LEAVES YOU."
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 12:36 PM | Message # 8578 |
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| Reagan
I stared at him wide-eyed.
Dianne
I hummed to myself as I steered through the fog, just watching the sea.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 12:38 PM | Message # 8579 |
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| Storm:
"Mom, I'm sorry for wasting your time, but I just wanted to let you know how I felt about the way you are letting Dianne treat herself and us, and Dad, go (Bleep) yourself" I than walked out the room, still fuming
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 12:46 PM | Message # 8580 |
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| Dianne
I looked down at Brisk. "Where should we go Boy?" I asked.
Reagan
I looked at Grim.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 12:48 PM | Message # 8581 |
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| Grim:
I was in stunned silence
Brisk:
I barked happily.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:00 PM | Message # 8582 |
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| Dianne
I smiled and changed direction south
Reagan
I sighed and got up. "For once, you kinda deserved it...but you know I love you."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:05 PM | Message # 8583 |
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| Grim:
"I...can't belive he said that to me"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:12 PM | Message # 8584 |
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| Reagan
I sighed and returned to the kitchen.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:13 PM | Message # 8585 |
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| Grim:
"And he was right"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:24 PM | Message # 8586 |
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| Reagan
I looked down.
Dianne
"How about we visit Great Uncle Blackbeard," I said as we docked in the arctic.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:27 PM | Message # 8587 |
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| Brisk:
I started to shiver
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:31 PM | Message # 8588 |
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| Dianne
I picked him up, holding him inside my coat as I jumped off the ship
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:36 PM | Message # 8589 |
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| Brisk:
I rubbed against her tummy.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:43 PM | Message # 8590 |
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| Dianne
I sneezed and kept walking through the snow.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:45 PM | Message # 8591 |
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| (g2g sorry)
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.July.12, 1:46 PM | Message # 8592 |
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| (Bye  )
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 11.July.12, 10:15 AM | Message # 8593 |
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| Brisk:
I was tugging at her shirt to turn back.
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| Narutard212 | Date: We, 11.July.12, 12:54 PM | Message # 8594 |
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| (I feel like eating a person)
Dianne
I stumbled over a rise but kept going.
I AM NARUTARD, HERE ME FUCKING ROAR
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 12.July.12, 12:24 PM | Message # 8595 |
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Brisk:
I started to whimper
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 12.July.12, 12:28 PM | Message # 8596 |
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| (You weren't on yesterday when it happened, I was banned for a few hours and it majorly pissed me off)
Blaise
"It'll be fine Brisk," I assured him with a weak smile.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 12.July.12, 12:33 PM | Message # 8597 |
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| (That was odd)
Brisk:
I tugged on her jacket trying to pull her away from something
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 12.July.12, 12:40 PM | Message # 8598 |
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| Dianne
"What?!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 12.July.12, 12:41 PM | Message # 8599 |
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| Brisk:
A snow boulder rolled past us
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 12.July.12, 12:55 PM | Message # 8600 |
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| Dianne
I rolled out of the way.
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