Pirate Island
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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, 17.September.11, 7:05 PM | Message # 1501 |
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| Reagan I looked up at him. "Can we go see him?"
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Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.September.11, 7:43 PM | Message # 1502 |
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"Eh why not."
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Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.September.11, 7:58 PM | Message # 1503 |
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| Reagan My eyes lit up. "Yay!"
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Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 17.September.11, 8:05 PM | Message # 1504 |
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| Grim:
I took her by her hand and started to walk towards the white house.
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Narutard | Date: Sa, 17.September.11, 9:56 PM | Message # 1505 |
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| Reagan I was beaming as I let him lead me. "I love you Grim."
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Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 0:39 AM | Message # 1506 |
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| Grim:
"I love you too."
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Narutard | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 0:48 AM | Message # 1507 |
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| (mini TS?)
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Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 1:23 AM | Message # 1508 |
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| Grim:
We went in the white house, and hid heading to a place with a lot of guard.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 12:12 PM | Message # 1509 |
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| Reagan "I'm starting to have second thought...." I whispered.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 5:33 PM | Message # 1510 |
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| Grim:
I smiled and said "Are you sure?"
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Narutard | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 8:30 PM | Message # 1511 |
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| Reagan "No..." I whispered.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 9:46 PM | Message # 1512 |
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| Grim:
"It's your choice. We can go home if you want."
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Narutard | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 9:50 PM | Message # 1513 |
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| Phoenix "No," I said with determination. "We're gonna see him," I said.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 9:51 PM | Message # 1514 |
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I smirked and the guards passed out unconcious.
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Narutard | Date: Su, 18.September.11, 10:21 PM | Message # 1515 |
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| Reagan I stared with wide eyes. "Woah."
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Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 19.September.11, 0:23 AM | Message # 1516 |
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| Grim:
I opened the door, and let her in first.
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Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.September.11, 6:06 AM | Message # 1517 |
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| Reagan I walked in, looking around, completely oblivious to the man freaking out at the desk.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 19.September.11, 1:03 PM | Message # 1518 |
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| Grim:
I facedpalmed and pointed to him.
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Narutard | Date: Mo, 19.September.11, 11:42 PM | Message # 1519 |
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| Reagan I looked over and just began to smile deviously. My pirate stature fell back into place and I loped towards him.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 20.September.11, 0:41 AM | Message # 1520 |
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I shook in fear...what's this murderousl pirate doing in my office!
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Narutard | Date: Tu, 20.September.11, 7:55 PM | Message # 1521 |
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| Reagan I leaned over his desk, smirking. "Hello..." I said somewhat soothingly.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 20.September.11, 11:28 PM | Message # 1522 |
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I shook in fear. "H..Hello Captain Pheonix"
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Narutard | Date: We, 21.September.11, 6:21 PM | Message # 1523 |
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| Phoenix I placed my boot on his desk, stabbing my sword through his papers for extra measure. "Good evening, how are you today?" I asked, picking up his nametag(or whatever those things are called) and turning it over and over again in my hands.
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Dillon0909 | Date: We, 21.September.11, 10:11 PM | Message # 1524 |
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"In all honesty terrified of you."
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Narutard | Date: We, 21.September.11, 10:14 PM | Message # 1525 |
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| Reagan I cast a glance at him and smiled. "Oh?" I asked. "Why?" I teased as I pocketed the desk plate.
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