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The Storm of Pirate's Life
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 12.September.13, 1:03 AM | Message # 1 |
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| The Universe, what a glorious place. Ever changing, ever expanding, ever forming, ever existing. It is where all life begins and where all life ends.
One of the Universe's greatest and more horrifying creations is Alternate Realities. Alternate realities are ever choice that wasn't made in the reality you know. One such reality is one involving the legendary pirates of Pirates Life.
In the reality you know (Original Thread) Dillon Mathiasen and Reagan Flinner (Please be right about that) or Captain Death and Captain Phoenix, ended their rivalry peacefully and retired, letting Dillon's daughter Natalaya and Reagan's children, Storm and Dianne create their own legacy's. Its not easy for Death and Phoenix to accept they are retired, but they are slowly starting to accept it. Now how the feud ended was an uneasy truce on the island was interrupted by a fellow pirate who attacked and blinded Reagan. Dillon, and Grim his first mate, took action and revealed some shocking truth's to Reagan, that Dillon was actually dead and Grim was in fact the Grim Reaper himself looking for love that he found with Reagan. What was once a disastrous attack, turned into something wonderful in the long run. . (For more READ ORIGINAL PIRATES LIFE I"M NOT YOU FREAKING WIKI XD) However sometimes if one incident never happened it can change the world. That is the reality I present to you all now, a reality where instead of the fellow pirate's attack being successful, Dillon shot him in the head before that attack could start.
It has been twenty years since that day, and the world of Pirate's life has drastically changed from the reality you all know. The tense truce disolved after a few years ,and Reagan and Dillon went back to square one, and still have an intense bitter rivalry that still carries on to this day. Grim still being in love with Reagan decided to date her in secret, and has kept it up for 20 years. He still kept his end of the deal with Dillon on the day the bet dried up, but lied and said that Dillon's friendship was all the love he needed. Now having something to live for Storm, Reagan's brother who killed himself in the original thread, stuck with Reagan and has been at her side ever since. Despite all the chaos with Reagan and Dillon's rivalry, Dillon still found time for Irish, his wife, and the two had their daughter Natayla still. The Mathiasen's changed their names to the Revenox's while Irish was with child for safety reasons, and decided to keep the name cause it sounded cool.
(For more I will ask Narutard to create her own version of what happened )
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Weapon: (Old timey 1700 style guns and swords)
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Name: Natalya Revenox
Age: 20
Apperance: Attachment 1
Bio: Natayla is the daughter of the legendary Captain Death, and wants to be a pirate more than anything in the world. One problem, with how tence everything is getting Dillon doesn't want his daughter to join this line of work, despite her being more than able. So she decided a pirate doesn't exactly exist to do what they are told. She goes on a one woman sailing expeditions, usually to Regan's island away from the docks, and has adventures for lolz. She does careful not to get caught, but Grim knows she goes to the islands. She also have another secret she keeps from her parents, and that she is a homosexual.
Weapon: (Old timey 1700 style guns) A cutlass, and flint lock pistol
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Name: Irish Revenox
Age: 42
Apperance: Attatchment 2
Bio: Irish is Dillon's barmaid, and his wife so guys don't hit on them for fear of their lives ending. She doesn't really much care for the pirating life, and much rather enjoys the life of working at a bar where she meets interesting a new people. She's no slouch though, she can sword duel with any pirate on the shrunken sea
Weapon: (Old timey 1700 style guns) A japanesse Samurai Katanna.
Name: Dillon Revenox
Age: 43
Apperance: Attackment 3
Bio: Seen Above
Weapon: (Old timey 1700 style guns) A staff, and a cutlass, with flintlock pistol
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Name: Grim
Age: Real on Unknown but looks 43
Apperance: Attachment 4 is his human form
Bio: He is the reaper of death, and Dillon's first mate. He also is Regan's secret lover, and knows all the Revenox's secret, specifically Natayla's. He keeps a small eye on her whenever she visits the island away from the port, so she doesn't do something stupid
Weapon: (Old timey 1700 style guns) Long Scythe
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| Narutard | Date: We, 30.October.13, 10:57 PM | Message # 326 |
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| Reagan
I smiled at him.
Thalia
I drifted further ashore.
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 31.October.13, 0:04 AM | Message # 327 |
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| Grim:
I sighed "I think you managed to literally twist my legs like a pretzle"
Natayla:
I looked at mom and she just pointed to tbe back room
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 04.November.13, 4:33 PM | Message # 328 |
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| (Minor word wall sorry Naru)
Natayla:
I entered the back and mom demanded me to "Sit" I sat down and I felt her glare looking right at me. "Natayla, you have ten seconds to give me a good reason why I should not have a twenty year late abortion"
I shivered at that "I don't want to be a pirate that serves two people who will never end. I want to be my own thing mom, not Dad's lacky or Reagan's servent"
"So your solution is to LEAVE US ALONE FOREVER" Mom shouted at me, and glared me right in the eye. "You do know, if you do this we can't save you or show mercy Naty, you'll be an enemy"
"OR AN ALLY" I shouted back at her, but cowared when I saw her glare intensify. "I don't have to be your enemy, I can be your ally." I gulped as I saw mom reaching under her table. "I'll still be your daughter mom, I just won't live here"
She turned and tears streamed down her eyes. "THATS THE PROBLEM" She sniffled as I gulped, and than she revealed a bottle of Black Venom. "You're twenty years old now Natayla, you should make your own choices but..." She paused to take a drink. "But, this, this is..." She started to mumble, than I heard her clearly say. "I'll lose my baby"
I took the bottle out of her hand, and hugged her. "You won't mom, I'll just be a few Islands away." I felt her tears on my shoulder. "I have to do this, cause the other two options won't give me any freedom."
Dad finally spoke up, after sitting in silence. "What do you mean won't give you any freedom?"
I looked at him and sighed "You know what i mean, Dad" I looked at his eyes. "You saw me out there, how talented I was." I put the bottle of Black Venom away. "Can you honestly tell me, that even if I got enough of the hall to do this while working for you, would you let me leave?"
Silence entered the room, and than with a visible sigh he said "You'd be to talented to give up" Dad than said "Still, do you think that Reagan will let you just do this either?"
I sighed "I barley know her, and from what I met. She's like you, so I don't think so either" I looked at the island next door. "Dad, you know I love you, but there is nothing you can do to stop me"
He sighed "I know one thing" He stood up. "Irish, you know what this day is." She paused and was about to speak. "Irish, if something happens to me, do not do something stupid."
Mom looked at Dad "Dillon, you can't be serious you know you won't survive if you do this..."
He looked at Mom and said "I know, surviving was not an option." He paused "Natayla, I love you and I'm proud of you for chosing your way oveer mine or Reagan's." He smiled "You're gonna be a great pirate some day, I know it." He than handed me something around his neck. "Good Bye, I love you"
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I left the room, and headed to Naty's dingy alone. I looked back at the crew who were going "What's up Dillon"
I looked at them and said "Its that day we dreaded men, they day I picked a fight with the Time Lady" They froze. "If I die tonight, Grim is your new Captain, listen to him, and obey him, even if its allying with Reagan." I sighed and muttered "He thinks I'm stupid enough to not figure it out."
I set sail over to Reagan's Island.
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"Wow dad this thing is really cool looking" I said looking at my father, looking at the Neckless which I gave Naty. "What is it?"
"Its a family arloom son, when one becomes a pirate of their own" MY father said to me, his smile faded as he looked down and muttered something I finally figured out what he said "Its also passed down, when one knows he's about to die"
Grim:
I felt a buzzing "The hell?" I Looked at my Scythe "Wait this can't be right?" I said looking over at Reagan, on the death list there were two names with a / that ment either or. "Its says, today after a battle either you or Dillon will die"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 05.November.13, 10:25 PM | Message # 329 |
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I looked at my wrist, the bracelet clasped firmly around it and sighed. "At least he got to pass his heirloom on," I stood, grabbing my weapons. "He's finally come to fight face to face."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 1:35 AM | Message # 330 |
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| Dillon:
I docked and stormed on the Island, than shouted. "Reagan, I know you can hear me, and I know you aren't stupid" I paused "Naty gave us both her awnser, either this ends now or she's not joining either of us" I than smirked "Never been more proud of that girl" I sighed "But lets not waist time with idle chit chat, this is a war that must end now"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 1:42 AM | Message # 331 |
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| Natalya:
I paused and headed to my dingy and prepared to set sail, whne Mom followed me and looked at me. "Come on lets go stop them" was the words she spoke to me.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 12:53 PM | Message # 332 |
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I walked up behind him slowly. "Why not let her go on her own?" I asked quietly, looking at my father's gun...my gun. "I became my own pirate when I was eight after all. No help, no nothing." I disappeared, reappearing further away. "I made my own, on my own." I faded away.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 7:37 PM | Message # 333 |
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I turned rappidly and drew my own gun. "I would, but it would devestate Irish" I said quietly "Would you devestate Grim if it were your own child?" I said to her quietly "By the way, how dumb do you think I am? No one survives on an island for five years without either becomng strong friends or lovers"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 9:54 PM | Message # 334 |
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"'Maybe so," I said, stopping in front of him. "But that hardly matters at this point. And I would want my children to live the life they want to live."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:11 PM | Message # 335 |
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I looked at her "She will, " I aimed "I just won't be around to see it"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:17 PM | Message # 336 |
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"Who says, either of us could die. I could kill myself," I put my gun to my head. "That would be interesting, wouldn't it?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:25 PM | Message # 337 |
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"Reagan lets not humor ourselves by pretending that neither of us thought this day would never come" I said looking at her. "Its a cycle of hatred, one that will never end. Your father took my father away from me, I took yours away." I looked at her eye. "Now than, this cycle countinues, either with Naty taking your place as Father avenger, or Grim coming after me with your head coming off your body"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:26 PM | Message # 338 |
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"That's boring."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:29 PM | Message # 339 |
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"Sadly its reality" I said drawing my blade "Reality is just never exciting."
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:31 PM | Message # 340 |
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I sighed, looking down at my gun.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:35 PM | Message # 341 |
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"Look, Naty wants to be her own crew, Irish wants to still have her daughter" I said looking at her. "If I die, Naty get's my island and Grim gets my crew." I looked at her eyes. "I know you still miss him" I said looking at her eyes. "I took him away, I took him from you. He would want vengence" I said provoking her.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:36 PM | Message # 342 |
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"You don't know him," I growled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:39 PM | Message # 343 |
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| Dillon:
"He was an idiot, he got beat by a child" I said intentionally setting her off. "Heck his own child did better, but not by much"
Griim:
I looked at Dillon, and scratched my head. Is he intentially pissing her off? He's lost his mind.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:42 PM | Message # 344 |
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"You shut up."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:44 PM | Message # 345 |
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| Dillon:
"You want me to shut up" I said looking at her eyes. "Do what your daddy couldn't, and make me"
Grim:
Yep, he's lost his flipping mind.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:47 PM | Message # 346 |
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I kicked him to the ground and put my gun in his face. "You're nothing. You've never done anything worthwhile except killing my father."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:49 PM | Message # 347 |
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| Death:
I smirked "Really" I said looking at her "Is that why my bounty is higher than yours? Guess the apple doesn't fall very far fro mthe tree" I pushed her off, and picked up my sword. "Now than, shall we not waste any more time"
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| Narutard | Date: We, 06.November.13, 10:52 PM | Message # 348 |
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"Damn right," I hissed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Th, 07.November.13, 0:06 AM | Message # 349 |
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| Death:
I watched her movements waiting for her to strike.
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| Narutard | Date: Th, 07.November.13, 7:56 AM | Message # 350 |
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"How is a sword supposed to beat a gun, Dillon?" I smirked.
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