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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, 20.November.11, 1:08 AM | Message # 2201 |
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| Reagan
"Don't worry, I have you covered,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:12 AM | Message # 2202 |
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I sighed and said "This is gonna take alot work."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:14 AM | Message # 2203 |
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| Reagan
"Of course," I said. "You're carrying a child.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:18 AM | Message # 2204 |
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"I really can't do anything with out help. Thanks Reagan"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:20 AM | Message # 2205 |
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| Reagan
"No prob."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:31 AM | Message # 2206 |
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I then heard screaming of someone's soul. "Your boyfriends here...must be working"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:36 AM | Message # 2207 |
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I sighed and looked away. "He'll be home later..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:42 AM | Message # 2208 |
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| Irish;
"You aren't comfertable with this are you?"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:47 AM | Message # 2209 |
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| Reagan
"It's still sore..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:49 AM | Message # 2210 |
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I walked to her and put my hand on her shoulder.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:52 AM | Message # 2211 |
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| Reagan
I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:53 AM | Message # 2212 |
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I hugged her so she could let it go.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 1:59 AM | Message # 2213 |
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I sniffled quietly,
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:03 AM | Message # 2214 |
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I patted the top of her head "it's okay...don't worry."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:05 AM | Message # 2215 |
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"I...I just can't believe he's gone," I sobbed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:10 AM | Message # 2216 |
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I sniffled "I know Reagan...it's okay...we all miss him. "
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:16 AM | Message # 2217 |
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| Reagan
"Can we just go home?" I mumbled as another scream echoed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:21 AM | Message # 2218 |
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I smiled and said "SUre..." We walked to the ship, and set sail
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I watched her leave...you are going down...Pheonix.
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:50 AM | Message # 2219 |
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| Reagan
I was silent the entire trip, staring at the water.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:52 AM | Message # 2220 |
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"Reagan...sulking won't bring Storm back..."
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:55 AM | Message # 2221 |
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| Reagan
"I'm not sulking," I said quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:56 AM | Message # 2222 |
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| Irish:
"Then what do you call it...moping with style?"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 2:57 AM | Message # 2223 |
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| Reagan
"I'm getting over him!"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 3:03 AM | Message # 2224 |
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I sighed and said "Sorry, I just...figured you could use a good teasing. I just want to make you smile"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 20.November.11, 3:07 AM | Message # 2225 |
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| Reagan
I sighed. "No, I'm sorry. I just feel like I'm being a horrible girlfriend for Grim when I can't even look him in the eye anymore without thinking of Storm..."
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