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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: Fr, 22.November.13, 0:32 AM | Message # 401 |
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| Thalia
I watched quietly, biting my lip. What was I getting into?
Reagan
"I'm not very hungry..."
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 1:16 AM | Message # 402 |
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| Grim:
"Me either, but food's a distraction" I said quietly
Natayla:
I was cooking rather dejectedly in the kitchen
Irish:
After a while I wiped my eyes
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 7:36 PM | Message # 403 |
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| Thalia
I walked downstairs. "Um...Natayla?"
Reagan
I looked at him.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 8:13 PM | Message # 404 |
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| Grim:
"Look Reagan" I said quietly "Its been a long day...we should just eat something and go to bed"
Natayla:
I looked at her, and gave her a clearly fake smile. "Oh hi Thalia...dinner will be ready soon"
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 8:43 PM | Message # 405 |
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"Why don't you let me cook dinner?" I offered, stepping forward. "You kinda burned what you were making..."
Reagan
"Okay..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 9:58 PM | Message # 406 |
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I sighed and threw the stuff away. It was clear I was at my breaking point, but I was trying very hard to hide it from her. "Sure...go ahead" I said walking past her, than looked at her. "I'm sorry...you had to be here...at such a difficult time...I'll get you home soon"
I looked down. "I just...need some time" I said quietly "Actually...Thalia...I need to ask you something..." I sighed "My father...told me...to let go of this...hatred I feel towards his killer...but...I can't...I hate her" I said through gritted teeth. "What do I do?"
Grim:
I guided her into her house
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 10:34 PM | Message # 407 |
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| Thalia
I put my hands over hers. "Stop thinking. Go take a bubble bath. We'll talk after dinner," I said softly.
Reagan
I follow.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 10:51 PM | Message # 408 |
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| Natayla:
I looked at her, relief filling my eyes. "Thank you" I gave a harmless little hug, and went to take a bath
Grim:
I went into the kitchen to cook dinner
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:12 PM | Message # 409 |
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| Thalia
I smiled at her and turned to cook.
Reagan
"You're cooking?"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:16 PM | Message # 410 |
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| Grim:
"Are you in any mood to?" I asked honestly
Irish:
I went downstairs, and sat down, tear stains in my eyes.
Natayla:
I started to drraw my bath
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:20 PM | Message # 411 |
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"No...."
Thalia
I cooked quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:26 PM | Message # 412 |
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| Grim:
I smiled "Exactly why I'm cooking for you"
Irish:
"You really shouldn't be cooking for us Thalia...you're a guest"
Natayla:
I was bathing in peace...finally finding a brief spot of happyness
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:30 PM | Message # 413 |
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| Thalia
I shrugged. "When your friends...and family...are mourning, you cook for them."
Reagan
"Thanks..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:33 PM | Message # 414 |
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| Grim:
"Don't mention it"
Irish:
I looked at her quietly, than silently smiled "Thanks...alot" I said, warming up to the girl. "Could you do my a favor though? Pass me the bottle with a Skull and Crossbones on it?"
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:45 PM | Message # 415 |
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| Thalia
I looked at it quietly. "Why...?"
Reagan
I smiled.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:52 PM | Message # 416 |
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| Irish:
"I like to drink, and that bottle holds my famous mixed drink. Black Venom: Gunpowder, Vodka, Red Wine, White Wine, Whisky, Burban, and and finally just a drop of Rattlesnake Venom""
(In Real Life: This is poision XD)
Grim:
I smiled back and countinued to work on the food in peace
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 22.November.13, 11:56 PM | Message # 417 |
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| Thalia
"I don't think that's the safest..." I said.
Reagan
I sat and watched him quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 0:02 AM | Message # 418 |
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| Irish:
"Its not, it leathal to those with poor alchol tolerence, and will royally plaster even the most harded drinkers after a drop" I said smiling slightly "The only person who really drinks it is me...though Naty some times has a glass when stressed, which isn't that often..though she's actually a very funny drunk"
Grim:
"Some wine with our meal my lady?"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 0:13 AM | Message # 419 |
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"Sure..."
Thalia
I reluctantly handed her the bottle.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 0:31 AM | Message # 420 |
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| Irish:
"Thank's sweetie" I said pouring myself a small glass. "Needless to say, there is a Skull and Crossbone on it for a reason..ask me before you get a glass yourself"
Grim :
I poured us some wine and placed our food on the table.
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 1:14 PM | Message # 421 |
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| Thalia
"I don't drink," I said quietly, turnin back to the food. "Never have, never will,"
Reagan
"Thank you dearest."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 9:43 PM | Message # 422 |
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| Irish:
"Oh that's good to know" I said taking a drink. "If you change your mind about going home, I need a new assistant since Natayla is going full time pirate"
Grim:
I sat down and handed her a plate of spagettie. "Does your brother know about...Dillon?"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 10:17 PM | Message # 423 |
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I shook my head, picking at the noodles.
Thalia
"I don't think it's bode well if I stayed."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 10:59 PM | Message # 424 |
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| Irish:
"Don't think Natayla would mind" I said taking another drink. "I could always use the help,or at the very least the company"
Grim:
I started to eat silently
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 23.November.13, 11:04 PM | Message # 425 |
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| Thalia
"My father would disown me more than he already has."
Reagan
I ate slowly.
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