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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, 08.September.11, 10:12 PM | Message # 1301 |
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I took a deep breath. "This...is Reagan's treasure," I said, pushing open the small wooden door. Beyond the small lake of piranahs, gold glittered and sparked. And set in the wall...her father's hourglass. Special hourglass. Sands...of time.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:15 PM | Message # 1302 |
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| Grim:
My eyes widened, and I had to ask "What does that do?"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:23 PM | Message # 1303 |
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I walked forward, keeping the piranahs back. "Only Reagan's family has been known to possess it," I said, taking it down gently. "But it's most famously known as the sands of time. Usually, it just sits here, gathering dust, but when one of the Smiths are...threatened, the sands will slow, as you see now," I held it out. "If they're dying, it will slow more and more gradually until it stops completely and by then...the sand's run out. And that would mean that they are gone. When that happens, it's the heirs duty to turn the hourglass over and make sure....time continues. That's why Reagan can't die. Without an heir, time will fix her. She cannot die without an heir. It's...impossible."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:24 PM | Message # 1304 |
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| Grim:
My eyes widened higher, and then I said "Let's make sure that we don't have a flaw."
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:27 PM | Message # 1305 |
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| (awesome twist right? Came up with it on the dot)
Storm
"Exactly. So there's no need to worry, or hurt Dillon," I said. "She'll be fine...eventually."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:29 PM | Message # 1306 |
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I sighed and said "No...no need to worry." I was walking away with my ghost amulet.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:31 PM | Message # 1307 |
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| (>.> Ghost amulet?)
Storm
I placed the hourglass back on it's shelf and escorted them back. "Shall we go check on her?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:33 PM | Message # 1308 |
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| (you'll see, I must out twist you somehow)
Grim:
I got up and went to check.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:35 PM | Message # 1309 |
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| (...........I SEE THIS COMPETITION IS BREWING GOOD SIR)
Storm
I opened the door to her room where she lay, pale and breathing slowly...asleep/
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:37 PM | Message # 1310 |
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| (Well Seniorita, I will win the twisting contest)
Grim:
I went closer to her, and kissed her cheek.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:39 PM | Message # 1311 |
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| (Non, monsieur, Moi)
Reagan
I opened my eyes slowly and looked up at him. "Grim..."
(Is that his real name?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 10:42 PM | Message # 1312 |
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| (Runs out of accents* I WILL WIN!)
Grim:
I sat next to her and said "You do know my really names Terrance"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:04 PM | Message # 1313 |
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Phoenix
"My real, real name's Ellette..." I whispered. "Ellette Reagan Smirh."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:05 PM | Message # 1314 |
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| Grim:
"Your name is like mine. Our nicknames sound better." I kissed her cheek, and prayed for a miricle.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:16 PM | Message # 1315 |
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| Reagan
I smiled at him softly. "Tell me a story..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:22 PM | Message # 1316 |
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| Grim:
"How about this. The ghost pirate." I said sighing at her.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:24 PM | Message # 1317 |
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| Phoenix
I nudged his hand. "Why do you sigh?" I whispered before coughing roughly into a napkin. It was stained red.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:29 PM | Message # 1318 |
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| Grim:
"I know the story to well." I cleeared my throat and said "There once was a man, named Jurken Ilviz. Who was the best pirate in the world. He had the greatiest treasures, the best crew, and was a hero to the people. Then one day the Navy hunted him down and sank his ship. He died then, but rumor has it...He still lives in the current sea world. Looking for peace."
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:32 PM | Message # 1319 |
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| Reagan
I blinked a few times. "I'm gonna find him," I said determinedly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:34 PM | Message # 1320 |
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| Grim:
I sighed and said "I want to tell you more...but...it'll ruin everything"
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:48 PM | Message # 1321 |
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| Reagan
"Kiss me then?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:48 PM | Message # 1322 |
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| Grim:
I went up and kissed her on the lips.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 08.September.11, 11:55 PM | Message # 1323 |
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| Phoenix
I smiled and kissed him back softly.
(night)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 10.September.11, 0:42 AM | Message # 1324 |
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| Grim:
I broke the kiss and said "I...don't want to go this far allready. Your hurt."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 10.September.11, 0:47 AM | Message # 1325 |
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| Phoenix
"I wasn't trying to push it," I said quietly.
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