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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: Mo, 31.October.11, 10:42 PM | Message # 1751 |
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| Storm
I smiled. "You won't,"
Reagan
I had sobered down a little. "He never gets drunk," I whispered. "EVER."
(Did I win?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 0:07 AM | Message # 1752 |
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| (yes...You beat me by ONE POINT. Regardless of the score, I TOLD YOU, YOU'D WIN, CONGRATS!)
Irish:
"It's in a vault...bring it out." I said demanding to her.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 7:15 AM | Message # 1753 |
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| (:3 Thanks)
Storm
I smiled. My thoughts were only a tad fuzzy now. I could still think and speak coherently.
Reagan
I watched Death go get it. "But this might be the tipping factor.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 1:22 PM | Message # 1754 |
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| Irish:
Dillon put La bomba down, it was a tiny barrel, and it was steaming as it was. When he poured it in out in the cups, the cups were spewing black fog, and I smirked as I took a sip.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 10:09 PM | Message # 1755 |
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| Storm
I took a hesitant drink, a full mouth.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 01.November.11, 11:56 PM | Message # 1756 |
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| Irish:
I smirked and took that as a challange, then drank the whole glass, and another. I smiled drunkardly at him "Is the big bad Storm afraid of La Bomba"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 02.November.11, 9:45 PM | Message # 1757 |
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| Storm
I downed three and winced. Okay, there was a little bit...now. I smiled. "Nah, you?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 02.November.11, 9:55 PM | Message # 1758 |
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| Irish:
I smirked and drank half the barrel.
Grim:
My eyes glowed, and I wispered. "I am so glad I'm death...because Irish would be dead by alchol poisoning."
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| Narutard | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:00 PM | Message # 1759 |
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| Reagan
I looked up. "So...Storm's winning?"
Storm
I finished the barrel.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:09 PM | Message # 1760 |
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| Grim:
I sighed "He's fading fast, one more drink and he's out cold."
Irish:
I smiled drunkardly at Dillon "Sweety...what's left."
Dillon:
"Just a Bloody Mary..." I sighed and got a drink for Irish.
I love Spooky Crap :D
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| Narutard | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:19 PM | Message # 1761 |
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| Reagan
I got up, completely sober now thanks to time. I walked to Storm. "Hey, just let her win, she won't remember anyways." I whispered to him and he sighed.
Storm
"Fine," I turned my glass over, signalling surrender.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:23 PM | Message # 1762 |
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| Irish:
I smiled and drunkardly started to kiss Dillon.
Grim:
I groaned and said "Storm...I should have told you that Irish once drained three hundred whiskey barrels on a dare. You could not win if you tried."
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| Narutard | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:32 PM | Message # 1763 |
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| Storm
I sighed, feeling perfectly fine. "Well, I have the highest alcohol tolerance in the world but I know my limits," I shrugged.
Reagan
I smiled. "Let's go you two kiddos," I said, nodding at Lizzie and Jason in the corner. Lizzie blushed at being caught.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:40 PM | Message # 1764 |
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| Jason:
I looked at her and walked to her with Lizzie.
Dillon:
I pushed Irish off of me and knocked her out, taking her home.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:43 PM | Message # 1765 |
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| Reagan
I smiled. "I assume you guys would rather live here in the village, right?"
Lizzie
I looked at Jason. He called the shots.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:46 PM | Message # 1766 |
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| Jason:
I sighed and just said "Yeah..."
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| Narutard | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:55 PM | Message # 1767 |
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| Reagan
"Storm will show you where to go, see you in the morning," I waved and pulled Grim out of the bar.
Lizzie
I looked up at the tall man, nervousness settling in my stomach.
Storm
"Come on then,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 02.November.11, 10:59 PM | Message # 1768 |
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| Jason:
I followed him and let him lead us.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 04.November.11, 6:06 PM | Message # 1769 |
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| (TS to next day?)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 04.November.11, 6:17 PM | Message # 1770 |
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| Jason:
I woke up, and walked outside...then I saw Dillon, sitting next to a grave in silence.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 04.November.11, 6:19 PM | Message # 1771 |
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| Phoenix
I had gone into town to get food and saw Dillon. I walked forward and sat down next to him. "Did you love her?" I asked quietly after a few minutes. I looked up at him.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 04.November.11, 6:23 PM | Message # 1772 |
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| Dillon:
I glared at Reagan and said "It was a mistake."
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 04.November.11, 10:01 PM | Message # 1773 |
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| Phoenix
"Answer my question," I pressed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 05.November.11, 0:01 AM | Message # 1774 |
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| Dillon:
I sighed and said "She...died...I just...feel guilty thats all."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 05.November.11, 0:04 AM | Message # 1775 |
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| Phoenix
"Didn't we already have this conversation?" I sighed. "You did all you could..."
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