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Pirate Island
NarutardDate: 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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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 8:44 PM | Message # 1276
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(The next day.)

Grim:

I had the biggest grin on my face, rembering last night. I got up and headed for Irish's bar.

Irish:

I smirked looking at Grim walking close to us. Someone had a great night.


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 8:52 PM | Message # 1277
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Phoenix
"Holy SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!" I screamed, running through the towns behind my crew. I turned, shooting several times into the midst of pirates chasing us. "RUN!" They were laughing loudly, old Carlington's crew. I shot several more times but few fell. Storm appeared next to me. "Ambush?" He asked and I just looked at him incredulously. "Hold 'em off until I get the crew armed." I nodded and whirled around, drawing my rapier.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 8:57 PM | Message # 1278
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Dillon:

I heard shots from the other island. Then glared at her island. I got my gun, and crew and said "Make sure Reagan's crew live, the others...either way." We set sail imidiatily, and Grim, jumped off the boat first.


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 9:03 PM | Message # 1279
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(I'll be slightly slower)
Phoenix
Blood, flesh, the silver of bullets and swords, and my own bright red hair flew around me. The crew had converged and some tried to pass but I wouldn't let them. No one...would take my island, my FATHER'S island ever! A sword sliced against my cheek and I narrowed my eyes. "DIE!"


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 9:06 PM | Message # 1280
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One of the enemy members tried to kill her, but I shot him before he could. I stood next to her, my crew aiding hers "How's your lovely morning." I said clashing blades with a rival pirate.


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 9:14 PM | Message # 1281
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Reagan
"Fucking dandy!" I ducked under another sword and stabbed through the man. Then Storm and the crew arrived and we thinned out their numbers. That was...until--

Carlington
I yawnked her up by her beautiful red hair and held her above the fight, sword to her throat. "STOP!" I thundered.

Storm
I paled. Shit.

Name: Carlington
Age: 39
Gender: Male
Personality: Often angry and seen fuming
Appearance: Ehh....REALLY tall with black brooding eyes. Rest to your imagination
Weapon: Sword and a rather large gun
Items: eh
Bio: eh
Other: eh


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 9:21 PM | Message # 1282
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Dillon:

I pulled my pistol down.


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 9:25 PM | Message # 1283
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Phoenix
I struggled and kicked, the only noise in the square.

Carlington
"Silence foolish child," She fell silent. "And you boy, I thought you were her enemey!" I pointed at Death.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 9:26 PM | Message # 1284
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Death:

"We made up." I said glaring at him. "What about you,didn't I send half your crew to the bottom of the ocean."


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 9:36 PM | Message # 1285
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Carlington
"I found more," I growled. "Useless they were. BUt I have her," I shook PHoenix slightly and she yelped loudly.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 9:43 PM | Message # 1286
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Death:

I smirked and shot his hand. "Don't mess with me pal. No one" I grabbed Pheonix, and put her next to me. "Messes with my friends."


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 9:48 PM | Message # 1287
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Carlington
I drew my gun in a flash and shot her in the stomach. "Fine then, bye," I grabbed my first mate and disappeared.

Phoenix
I gasped, clutching my stomach and fell to my knees.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 9:51 PM | Message # 1288
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Grim:

I rushed to her, and checked her wounds. "He missed vitals...but...this is a serious wound." I grabbed a gun and shot Captain in the leg.

Dillon:

I fell down clutching it and then Grim said "I'll kill you for this!!!!"


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 9:54 PM | Message # 1289
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Phoenix
"Grim...what was that for?" I whispered then I coughed a few times, blood splattering the ground.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 9:55 PM | Message # 1290
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Grim:

I growled at him, but heard her, I went to her checking her injuries. "Don't strain yourself. I'll never forgive any of them."


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 9:59 PM | Message # 1291
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Phoenix
I looked up at him. 'Why...are you mad at them?" I whispered, wincing.


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 10:02 PM | Message # 1292
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Grim:

"He shot the guy...and you wouldn't have been shot if he didn't." I said checking her wounds.


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 10:05 PM | Message # 1293
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Phoenix
I coughed again horribly and my vision swayed. "N...No..."


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Dillon0909Date: We, 07.September.11, 10:12 PM | Message # 1294
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Grim:

I looked at her panicked as both of our doctors carted off.


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NarutardDate: We, 07.September.11, 10:27 PM | Message # 1295
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Phoenix
I had sunken into a blissful unconsciousness.

Storm
"Grim.." I said slowly, walking forward.


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 08.September.11, 12:14 PM | Message # 1296
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Grim:

I was silent, unable to belive what had just happened.


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NarutardDate: Th, 08.September.11, 8:04 PM | Message # 1297
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Storm
"Grim, she'll be okay," I said, laying a hand on his shoulder. I looked over at where she'd disappeared. "Come on, I'll show you something. You too Dillon," I helped him up. She wouldn't freak...right?


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 08.September.11, 9:57 PM | Message # 1298
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Grim:

I got up, and followed him, Dillon shortly after.


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NarutardDate: Th, 08.September.11, 10:06 PM | Message # 1299
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Storm
I knocked eight times and the door opened. "Are you sure?" I nodded and the door opened wide. I walked into the slooping cavern. "Watch your step."


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Dillon0909Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:09 PM | Message # 1300
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Dillon:

"We both followed him carefully down."


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