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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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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 0:53 AM | Message # 151

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Phoenix
I looked at it. "Is that...safe?" I slurred.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 0:54 AM | Message # 152

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(...)

It's time.

Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 0:55 AM | Message # 153

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Irish:

I took a sip, and became as drunk as she was. "It's FAN TASTIC." I said handing it over to her.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 0:59 AM | Message # 154

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Phoenix
I smiled and downed the whole thing as well. "WOW!" I shouted, slamming the glass onto the chair. I fell out of my chair, laughing.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:11 AM | Message # 155

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Death:

I sighed as Irish looked at me with dreamy eyes. "You know, you're starting to look incredible Derrrron" She slured

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:19 AM | Message # 156

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Phoenix
"You know, you're right," I giggled, hugging his leg. "I don't know what I was thinking, cursing your name..."

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:23 AM | Message # 157

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Irish:

I smirked and pushed him over his chair. "Truth is Derron. I really...have liked you... alot. It's just I didn't want to interfere with your life." I was at eye level, "I want to show you my...appriciation. "

Death:

With that I wormed away from the two drunk ladies and said "Umm, You guys are a bit...drunk for my taste."

Irish:

"Oh that's right, you don't drink" I said offering him the bottle of Black Plauge. "Live a little, and try this, it feels SOOOOOOOOO good"

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:26 AM | Message # 158

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(......totally speechless.)

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:30 AM | Message # 159

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(I wanted to be a little realistic. TO much?)

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:32 AM | Message # 160

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(it's a tad bit overboard....)

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:42 AM | Message # 161

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(I thought it was realistic)
Phoenix
I blinked. "You're name is Darren?" I asked.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:45 AM | Message # 162

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(Lol)

Dillon:

"No, but there you go Irish is my closest friend...she, you, and Emily are the only people that know my real name." I said noting my crew is in her. Irish then tackled me and wined "Come ooooooooon"

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:52 AM | Message # 163

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Emily

I sighed as I sat down again, thinking.

It's time.

Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 1:55 AM | Message # 164

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Phoenix
I looked at him. "But I'm your nemesis!"

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:04 AM | Message # 165

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Death:

I pushed her off, and said "I know, but I only tell my name to people I respect, and I respect you. Also, your more of a rival, if you were my enemy, you'd be in a coffin."

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:07 AM | Message # 166

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Phoenix
I looked at him and smiled. "Thanks," I said quietly and looked down, sniffling. "But you killed my dad."

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:12 AM | Message # 167

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Irish:

I stumbled towards her and sat next to her "He didn't mean to. He was nine, and your dad stole his grandfather's neckless. So, without thinking, he got on a sail boat and walked to your father and shot him, taking his neckless back." I giggiled "However, when he was older, somebody did the same thing and he blew up an Island."

Death:

I cringed "Umm Irish, that might be enough. I think she gets the point."

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:20 AM | Message # 168

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Phoenix
I burst into tears. "You aren't fair!" I screamed.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:24 AM | Message # 169

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Irish:

I said, still drunk, "He has a temper problem, everyone knows it." I said smiling like I just said I won a million dollars.

Death:

I turned to my crew, and they were already out the door running away.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:29 AM | Message # 170

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Phoenix
I stood and drew my gun shakily, pointing it at his face, tears running over my cheeks. "I hate you," I whispered.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:30 AM | Message # 171

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Phoenix
I stood and drew my gun shakily, pointing it at his face, tears running over my cheeks. "I hate you," I whispered.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:32 AM | Message # 172

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Death:

All I could do was put her gun down, and let her cry it out.

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:37 AM | Message # 173

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Phoenix
"Take me home."

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Date: Tu, 09.August.11, 2:40 AM | Message # 174

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Death:

I sighed "I..can't" I said looking at her. "There's a storm brewing, no ships leaving my harbor tonight." I picked up her gun and handed it back to her.

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