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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: Fr, 26.August.11, 3:53 PM | Message # 901 |
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| Phoenix
"Ughhh," I grumbled, squeezing my hair out.
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Fr, 26.August.11, 3:56 PM | Message # 902 |
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| "I need to check the engine." I said, pulling myself onto the deck. "I'll be back."
I walked through a door, and down some stairs.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 26.August.11, 3:57 PM | Message # 903 |
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| Phoenix
I looked at Death's ship sadly. Great...
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Fr, 26.August.11, 3:59 PM | Message # 904 |
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| Ah yes...My greatest creation.
I walked among the gears and cogs, the pistons and the noise of rushing steam.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 27.August.11, 7:30 PM | Message # 905 |
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| Reagan
I sighed and sneezed. The water was cold this February...
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Sa, 27.August.11, 8:42 PM | Message # 906 |
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| I walked back on deck.
"It's warmer in the engine room." I said. "It would be best if we went down there."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 27.August.11, 8:48 PM | Message # 907 |
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| Reagan
I stood and nodded. "O...OKay,"
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| DepressedDuck | Date: Sa, 27.August.11, 9:07 PM | Message # 908 |
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| I led her down the steps, into the engine room, much warmer then outside. The noise had been reduced, since we were changing direction, but it was still a little noisy.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:25 PM | Message # 909 |
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| Death:
I stopped at the X on the map, the middle of the ocean.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:26 PM | Message # 910 |
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| (timeskip to where I"m back on Death's ship since you didn't notice all the events that happened... :3)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:31 PM | Message # 911 |
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| (Oh okay)
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:33 PM | Message # 912 |
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| (Don't worry, Phoenix just fell off the ship and Steve jumped after her to save her.)
Phoenix
I looked at Death. "Are you ready?" I asked.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:37 PM | Message # 913 |
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| Death:
I nodded and said "Yes...more than ever"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:40 PM | Message # 914 |
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| Phoenix
I jumped onto the figurehead of Death's ship and took a deep breath, closing my eyes. Fog began to roll in on all sides.
(What would his figurehead be? A dragon? A person? I know Reagan's would be a phoenix)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:43 PM | Message # 915 |
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| Death:
My gator figure head slowly faded from sight.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:48 PM | Message # 916 |
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| Phoenix
The entire ship was soon covered in a fog and it lurched. The waves came closer and closer until the entire ship was underwater. We sailed beneath the waves, fishes and other sea animals swimming alongside. I smiled, still standing on the gator's head.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:50 PM | Message # 917 |
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"Amazing" I said smiling looking ahead,
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:54 PM | Message # 918 |
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| Phoenix
I stepped down next to him. "It travels fast too," I said.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:58 PM | Message # 919 |
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| Death:
I"m fine where we are." I said smiling. I watched a shark eat a fish.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 4:59 PM | Message # 920 |
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| Phoenix
I smiled as a dolphin swam in front of me and I held my hand out. It rubbed against it and laughed before swimming away playfully. I giggled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 5:01 PM | Message # 921 |
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| Death:
The shark came towards me, my crew backed away in fear, but I placed my hand on it's nose.I put my other hand in its mouth and caught a tooth as it fell out. It swam away, eating more meat.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 5:05 PM | Message # 922 |
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| PHoenix
"Impressive..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 5:12 PM | Message # 923 |
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| Death:
"Great white." I said smirking
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 5:18 PM | Message # 924 |
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| Phoenix
I rolled my eyes. "Look," I said, pointing. "There's the entrance to the caves."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 28.August.11, 5:22 PM | Message # 925 |
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| Death:
I looked in awe, and said "Head to the caves."
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