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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: Sa, 22.September.12, 2:01 PM | Message # 9176 |
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| Thalia
I opened the door. "You know, you're being very rude. I am pregnant and miserable, and my fiancee is taking care of me."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 2:43 PM | Message # 9177 |
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| Cain:
I glared at her, than walked away
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 2:52 PM | Message # 9178 |
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| Thalia
"Oh fine, blame me, because I did something. You should have stopped babying Dianne a long ago, all of us should have."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:07 PM | Message # 9179 |
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| Cain:
I hmphed and stormed off.
Natayla:
"HEY I STOPPED!" I said annoyed.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:14 PM | Message # 9180 |
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| Thalia
"I know, I was just saying what he needed to hear,"
Dianne
I stepped off onto the abandoned island, looking around. Nice and abandoned in the artic waters. Just what I needed. I began to walk towards a house in the distance.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:19 PM | Message # 9181 |
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| Natayla:
I hugged her "Good for you"
Cain:
I sailed back home
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:27 PM | Message # 9182 |
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| Thalia
I sighed
Dianne
I pushed the door open and looked around with a smile. Nice and cozy, and there were some cows roaming around outside.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:31 PM | Message # 9183 |
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| Natayla:
I smiled and said "Thalia...you know how awsome you are right?"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:40 PM | Message # 9184 |
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| Thalia
"Am I?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:44 PM | Message # 9185 |
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| Natayla:
I tickled her "Yes you are'
Cain:
I hmphed walking by Jessie
Storm:
I sighed and glared at him, than at her. "When my sister gets back you need to apologize...and when he gets back he needs to learn to stop being an ass"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:45 PM | Message # 9186 |
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| Jess
"Your sister left, I saw it. Go talk to your Dad about it or something."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:48 PM | Message # 9187 |
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| Storm:
I walked to Dad's office and said "Dad...Dianne left earlier...where did she go"
"Her happy place that she thinks I don't know about" Dad said quietly. "However, I wont' tell her...sit down Storm."
I sat down and said "Whats wrong dad?"
"Why are you still taking care of that little bitch down there? She made you sister upset, and Cain upset. She could have potentinally destroyed their relationship and you're still a slave to her, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU" He said glaring at me.
"WELL EXCUSE ME DAD BUT I"M NOT GONNA THROW HERR TO THE SHARKS WITH A BROKEN LEG SO SORRY!" I shouted back at him, this turning into a shouting match very fast
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:50 PM | Message # 9188 |
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| Jess
I looked up and frowned. I looked at my toes and wiggled them a few times and sighed, sitting up.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:54 PM | Message # 9189 |
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| Storm:
The shouting match countinued with Dad saying. "WHAT KIND OF MONSTER WOULD TAKE CARE OF THE SAME GIRL WHO PRETTY MUCH CONVINCED YOUR SISTER TO PROBABLY START RELAPSING AGAIN?"
"I DON'T KNOW" I fired back "MAYBE A BROTHER WHO KNOWS HIS SISTER ALOT BETTER THAN HER OWN FATHER WHICH IS REALLY FUCKING PATHETIC"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 3:56 PM | Message # 9190 |
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| Jess
I sighed and scribbled a quick note before grabbing a discarded oar as a crutch and left the house.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:01 PM | Message # 9191 |
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| Storm:
I stormed out of the room and looked at the note.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:06 PM | Message # 9192 |
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| (Storm and Family,
I apologize for being such an inconvenience to you all. My attitude has been unacceptable for the situation I was in and I abused the fact that I have been granted a bed and food. Forgive me, I will be from your hair for now on.
Jess.)
Jess
I whistled and my bird landed before me, squawking. "Oh well Detrementia...let's go," I climbed up and she took to the air.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:19 PM | Message # 9193 |
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| Storm:
I ran outside and saw, and was stunned. "Thats one big bird..."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:21 PM | Message # 9194 |
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| Jess
I had flown to far away to hear. "Back to the island Detrementia."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:27 PM | Message # 9195 |
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| Storm:
I took the boat and set sail, immidatly, slowing down time so I could catch up.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:45 PM | Message # 9196 |
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| Jess
I felt sluggish as we slowed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:49 PM | Message # 9197 |
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| Storm:
I than stopped time and tossed rope that wrapped around the birds tail. I climbed up and untied and restored time to normal.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:50 PM | Message # 9198 |
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| Jess
I jumped and nearly fell of Detrementia as she continued to climb towards the sky.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:54 PM | Message # 9199 |
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| Storm:
"There you are" I said getting up. "What in the world are you thinking...and where did you get this bird"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 22.September.12, 4:54 PM | Message # 9200 |
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| Jess
"It's my bird," I said defensively, directing her off route so he wouldn't know.
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