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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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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 9:49 PM | Message # 1876 |
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| Raven:
I paced in a hidden location trying to sort this out.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 9:54 PM | Message # 1877 |
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| Reagan
I sighed and stood, I need to get back to a sane place. I boarded my boat again.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 9:56 PM | Message # 1878 |
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| Raven:
I then looked at Dillon and Grim, thne at Reagan hidden. I shook my head and said "She's making the game not fun."
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 9:59 PM | Message # 1879 |
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 10:03 PM | Message # 1880 |
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| Dillon:
I walked around and enjoyend the sun setting.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 10:10 PM | Message # 1881 |
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| Reagan
I finally reached the island and pulled myself onto the dock, dead tired. My hair was a tangled mess and my clothes had gotten dirty. I limped towards Irish's bar.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 10:15 PM | Message # 1882 |
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| Grim:
I looked at Reagan stunned "What the hell happened?"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 10:23 PM | Message # 1883 |
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| Reagan
I fell into him with a sigh. "Everything," I mumbled. "Everything"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 10:31 PM | Message # 1884 |
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| Grim:
I looked at her and said "Details lady, I need details."
Irish:
I walked outside, looking for Dillon. When I heard something, in a mere seconds I was gone...vanished without a trace
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 10:56 PM | Message # 1885 |
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| Reagan
"It's Raven...she's pissed at me, really pissed...first she tried to kill the island and then my farher's gun. She's not the same Raven anymore..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 11:08 PM | Message # 1886 |
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I walked in panicked "Have either of you guys seen Irish"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 07.November.11, 11:14 PM | Message # 1887 |
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| Reagan
I groaned. "I can't fight her again right now...Irish is with Raven..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 0:32 AM | Message # 1888 |
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I looked at her confused "Say...what?!"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 7:33 AM | Message # 1889 |
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| Reagan
I sighed and looked at him. "Raven's back,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 1:47 PM | Message # 1890 |
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| DIllon:
"But...she fell overboard...and drowned...we brought her up...she should be burried."
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 2:19 PM | Message # 1891 |
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| Reagan
I sighed. "Dillon, I didn't do this to myself," I said, gesturing to the bruises and cuts all over my body. "I fought her, and she's pissed at all of you,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 3:33 PM | Message # 1892 |
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| Dillon:
"But...thats not...Raven..."
Grim:
I looked at her cuts and Bruises. "He's right...its not Raven...it's someone much worse. Its voice is not its own, and it has so many names, the most common thing is Entity."
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 3:43 PM | Message # 1893 |
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| Reagan
"Reality...yeah, I know. She's using Raven though, acts up when I talk about stuff going on, but fine! She tried to destroy my island, my gun, fine," I glared at both of them. "I'm the only one who's been out there, shot, beaten! You two are just standing around, moping about Raven! It's the past! She/it/whatever told me quite a few things that I have a hard time not believing! I'm done with this," I stormed out, slamming the door behind me.
Storm
"Idiots," I mumbled, pushing past them and running after her.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 3:47 PM | Message # 1894 |
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| Entity:
I laughed, as a cloud of black engulfed Storm, and after the cloud dissapeared he was gone, without a trace
Grim:
I went to go comfert her and...saw...what happened to Storm.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 3:53 PM | Message # 1895 |
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| Storm
I looked around in confusion. Where was I?
Reagan
I disappeared, unawares of what had happened behind me.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 4:03 PM | Message # 1896 |
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| Irish:
I felt around and found storm "Where are we?"
Grim:
I walked around trying to find Reagan before it was to late.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 4:08 PM | Message # 1897 |
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| Storm
"I...I don't know," I said. "But wherever we are, we'll be okay," I said quietly.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 4:09 PM | Message # 1898 |
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| Reagan
I started to run. As much as I had wanted to return, I need to be alone now...
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 4:16 PM | Message # 1899 |
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| Irish:
I looked around...its was nothing but...black.
Grim:
I kept looking around till eventually I bumped into her.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 08.November.11, 4:19 PM | Message # 1900 |
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| Reagan
I fell and hit my head, sending a spark of pain through my entire body. I groaned, holding my temples.
Storm
"I'm sure we'll be fine, we just can't see,"
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