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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: Th, 02.August.12, 11:59 AM | Message # 8901 |
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| (I have plans with Jess, please don't try and take them into your own hands)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:00 PM | Message # 8902 |
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| (okay)
Storm:
I sighed, as she probably didn't hear me. "Hey, Jess, I got to askk, you need anything else?"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:08 PM | Message # 8903 |
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| (She doesn't have the locket on her.)
Jess
"I'm kinda hungry."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:09 PM | Message # 8904 |
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| Storm:
I made her and sandwhich.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:10 PM | Message # 8905 |
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| Jess
I wrinkled my nose. "Can I might...have something else for once?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:12 PM | Message # 8906 |
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| Storm:
"Well, what do you want?"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:13 PM | Message # 8907 |
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| Jess
"Something that isn't a sandwich."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:15 PM | Message # 8908 |
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| Storm:
"Chicken?"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:17 PM | Message # 8909 |
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| Jess
I bit my lip.
Dianne
I looked at her for a few minutes. "Storm...she's a vegetarian," I said
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:19 PM | Message # 8910 |
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| Storm:
"Oh, you want an apple?"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:21 PM | Message # 8911 |
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| Jess
"Sure," I mumbled.
Dianne
I sighed. "Get out of the kitchen Storm, I'll make dinner," I grumbled as I pulled out everything to make salad and spaghetti.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:21 PM | Message # 8912 |
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| Storm:
"Okay" I said walking next to her.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:23 PM | Message # 8913 |
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| Jess
I sighed, wiggling my toes.
Dianne
I began to cook.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:24 PM | Message # 8914 |
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| Storm:
"You should not stressing on your leg" I said quietly.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:29 PM | Message # 8915 |
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| Jess
"I'm not."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:30 PM | Message # 8916 |
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| Storm:
"Well, I have a right to worry"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:31 PM | Message # 8917 |
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| Jess
"And why is that?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:34 PM | Message # 8918 |
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| Storm:
"You're my friend, I worry about my friends"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:36 PM | Message # 8919 |
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| Jess
"Okay."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:37 PM | Message # 8920 |
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| Storm:
I smiled a warm smile towards her. "Its okay, just two weeks and you can start doing stuff for yourself"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:41 PM | Message # 8921 |
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| Jess
I sighed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 12:50 PM | Message # 8922 |
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| Storm:
"It will be okay" I said with a smile.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 1:08 PM | Message # 8923 |
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| Jess
"Oh really? I can't even remember who I am."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 1:34 PM | Message # 8924 |
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| Storm:
"Well, you do know you're my friend right?"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 02.August.12, 2:18 PM | Message # 8925 |
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| Jess
I nodded. "I guess so."
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