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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: Su, 11.September.11, 8:49 PM | Message # 1351 |
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| (Carlington)
Reagan
I sighed. Storm would go too and then I'd be all alone...
Storm
"Good, I'm packed."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 8:56 PM | Message # 1352 |
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| Irish:
I walked in, looking more distrubed than anything.
Dillon:
We set sail for Carlington's island.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 8:58 PM | Message # 1353 |
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| Reagan
I looked over and flinched in pain. "Hey..." I mumbled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 9:00 PM | Message # 1354 |
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| Irish:
I sat down, afraid.
Dillon:
I sighed and said "Grim, I...told Irish. It think it's time you told Reagan as well."
Grim:
I looked at him wide eyed. "You told her about us? That we're...." I then stopped when I saw Storm.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 9:05 PM | Message # 1355 |
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| Storm
I narrowed my eyes. "What's going on?" I growled.
Reagan
"What's the matter?" I asked quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 9:09 PM | Message # 1356 |
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| Irish:
"Reagan...I want to tell you...but Dillon...made me promise." I shook in fear. Thne I turned to her and said "How are things with Grim?"
Grim:
"Nothing." I said walking out the room
Dillon:
I nodded in agreement and we kept sailing along.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 9:37 PM | Message # 1357 |
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| Storm
I followed Grim and grabbed his shirt collar, throwing him against my wall. "Tell me now for if it threatens my little sister I swear...you don't wanna know," I growled, narrowing my eyes.
Reagan
I looked at her and remained silent.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 9:40 PM | Message # 1358 |
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| Irish:
I sighed and said "I don't want to talk about it." I thne said "Anyways, how are things with you and Grim"
Grim:
I sighed and said "It doesn't threaten her, it's just a secret okay. I love your sister to dea....wait sister?!"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 9:42 PM | Message # 1359 |
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| Storm
"Yes, sister," I growled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 9:44 PM | Message # 1360 |
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| Grim:
I sighed and said "Look, it's mine and Dillon's personal secret. Only people who need to knwo are, me, him, Irish, and Reagan when we get back." I Then freed myself and walked off, heading to the deck.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 10:43 PM | Message # 1361 |
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| Storm
I let my hand fall and glared after him. It seemed suspicious.
Reagan
"I don't want to talk right now,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 10:52 PM | Message # 1362 |
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| Irish:
"Do you want...some...Vipers Kiss."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:06 PM | Message # 1363 |
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| Phoenix
"No."
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| ConfineTheSkies | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:09 PM | Message # 1364 |
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| (i can't do anything anymoar. :I)
Even cowards can endure hardship; only the brave can endure suspense.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:10 PM | Message # 1365 |
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| Irish:
I sighed "I...want to tell you right now..." I sighed "It'll rock your world...."
Grim:
We came up to his island and his crew was parting. Dillon orgistrated a sneak attack, and we surrounded them. Dillon walked up to Carlington and said "Gentelmen, it's a party, we're just uninvited guests."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:21 PM | Message # 1366 |
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| Reagan
"I...don't feel...so..." I turned and retched over the side of the bed and the passed out because of the pain.
Carlington
I stepped back in surprise. "D...Death!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:27 PM | Message # 1367 |
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| Irish:
I sighed and tucked her in. She'll be okay...I know she will
Dillon:
I lifted my hand, and simply said "I didn't get my reputation, because I told hype." All of my men pointed there guns at him and his crew. "Because I snuck attack." They alll loaded there guns ready. "Or because I was a slouch." I then pointed my gun at his head, and simply said "I got it, by being completly RUTHLESS!" I then fired the first shot, right into his brain, then backed up behind my crew as they started to execute his crewmates.
Grim:
I fired and I felt so good that I hit one of those jerks that hurt Reagan.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:40 PM | Message # 1368 |
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| Storm
I joined in as well. She was suffering because of these jerks! They will pay!
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:51 PM | Message # 1369 |
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| Dillon:
I lifted my hand and the gun fire stopped. It was a massacure...all the bodies had bullet holes in all the leathal areas. I turned and walked away
Grim:
I headed back too, it's time Reagan knew the truth.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 11.September.11, 11:54 PM | Message # 1370 |
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Reagan's forehead was beaded with sweat, the bedsheets stained slightly red through the blood had stopped by now. Her brows were creased in pain, her teeth grit as she struggled to get away from...something.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 12.September.11, 0:03 AM | Message # 1371 |
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| Irish;
I fell asleep on her bed, then shook her awake. "Reagan...what's wrong. Reagan, say something!?
Grim:
I jumped off the ship once we got to shore and walked slowly to Reagan's bedside.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 12.September.11, 0:06 AM | Message # 1372 |
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| Reagan doesn't respond, breathing becoming laborous.
Storm
I looked at Dillon. What could be so important about this secret.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 12.September.11, 0:09 AM | Message # 1373 |
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| Grim:
I walked in and saw Reagan spazing out. I grabbed her and said "Reagan, listen to me...I got something I need to tell you. Please don't die!!"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 12.September.11, 7:16 AM | Message # 1374 |
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| Storm
I pushed my way to her. "Calm down, she'll be fine in a second, she's just--"
Reagan
I opened my eyes slowly, which had faded to a dull blue with weakness...everything was black, I couldn't see anything. Was it permanent? What was in that bullet?!
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 12.September.11, 1:18 PM | Message # 1375 |
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| Grim:
I looked at her, and was shocked. "Reagan, are you okay?!"
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