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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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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:19 AM | Message # 501 |
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| Grim:
I somberly nodded "Yeah...its only Irish, Naty, and that girl Dillon kidnapped on his...last voyage"
Natayla:
I walked to her with the sack and said "Okay lets go get him"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:20 AM | Message # 502 |
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| Thalia
I walked towards the shop, head down.
Reagan
I looked down. "Disgraceful pack of maggots,"
Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:24 AM | Message # 503 |
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| Grim:
"Come on...Irish will go stir crazy alone like this"
Natayla:
I opened the shop door
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:28 AM | Message # 504 |
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"Okay..."
Thalia
I walked in and straight into Robby's arms. "Robby??" He covered my mouth. "Shh...we need to talk."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:34 AM | Message # 505 |
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| Grim:
I snuck her out back, with Storm and (his boyfriend I think it was James).
Natayla:
I stayed in the background, getting prepared incase I needed to stuff him in the sack
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:35 AM | Message # 506 |
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| Thalia
"I'm okay, I've--" Robby cut me off. "Found your escape, I know. Listen, I'm coming with you."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:40 AM | Message # 507 |
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| Grim:
I set sail with them on the small boat
Natayla:
I paused and said "Well that was...surprisingly easy" I said putting the bag away. "Lets hurry though, doubt daddy dearist will like it if I was here"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:43 AM | Message # 508 |
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"He's out at sea today."
Reagan
I sat across from Grim, silent.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:52 AM | Message # 509 |
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| Grim:
We docked and I helped Reagan on the island.
Natayla:
I looked at him and said "Still, we better get out of here"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 1:55 AM | Message # 510 |
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| Thalia
I nodded and he smiled. "Than let's go."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 2:03 AM | Message # 511 |
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| Natayla:
I hurried them to the ship and we set sail
Irish:
I saw the door open as Grim let Reagan in first. The sound of a glass hitting the floor filled the room as I reached under the table getting a firm grip of my Katanna just in case. "What are you doing here?"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 2:09 AM | Message # 512 |
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I sighed and burst into tears. Storm sighed as he walked in. "Fourth time already."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 2:15 AM | Message # 513 |
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| Irish:
I released my grip slowly, as shock replaced my every being. Reagan, the tough as NAILS Captain Pheonix...was crying infront of me. "Reagan..." I than felt a hot tear escape my eye. "Damnit Reagn...I thought I was done crying"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 7:55 AM | Message # 514 |
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I looked at her, tears streaming down my face. "I'm sorry..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 9:34 PM | Message # 515 |
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| Irish:
I held my tears in more and more, till finallky they just came out "Damn it Reagan...I hate you" I gripped the bar stool clearly breaking down. "You couldn't have just made thsi easy for me...and be HAPPY about this...could you?" My knees gave way, but Grim was nce enough to sit both me and Reagan across from each other. "No you had to be miserable...so now i can't hate you" I said sobbing. "But I will never forgive for this"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 10:00 PM | Message # 516 |
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| Reagan
I stared at the table, silent.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 10:09 PM | Message # 517 |
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| Irish:
I looked down, tears flowing from my eyes. "Why?" was what started from me. I than gripped the table. "I...I...I don't know what to think of you now"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 10:12 PM | Message # 518 |
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"I'm sorry," I repeated quietly.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 10:19 PM | Message # 519 |
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| Irish;
I stood from the table with fury in my eyes. "Well I'm sorry just isn't good enough, Reagan!" I said in blind rage. I started to breath heavily, and my breath was hitching. "I don't know what to do or say to you now." I said quietly "You saved from a slave ship, and from doing the most horrible things in my life...you didn't just give me a job you gave me a home" I than teared up. "But you took my husband away from me...you stole my baby's father away...I don't know what to do now Reagan.. I mean...do I hate you or...are we still friends?" I said sitting back down, tears flowing. "Reagan...do you really know...what you did?" I said quietly
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 10:21 PM | Message # 520 |
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"No. I don't know..." I looked at her quietly.
"I'm retiring Irish."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 10:31 PM | Message # 521 |
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| Grim:
I looked at her shocked
Irish:
A peice of the table snapped off from the force I delieved on the power. "What?" I looked at her kind of stunned. "Reagan...you love being a pirate" I said quietly.
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 10:53 PM | Message # 522 |
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I looked down. "Yes, I do. It's my life."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 09.December.13, 11:52 PM | Message # 523 |
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| Grim:
I was still silent
Irish:
"What about your dad...and his legacy" I said quietly
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 10.December.13, 0:14 AM | Message # 524 |
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| Reagan
"It'll pass down...to the child I'm pregnant with."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 10.December.13, 0:37 AM | Message # 525 |
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| Irish:
I paused slightly as I heard Grim faint. "did not expect to hear that..." I said quietly
Grim:
Me...dad....what....
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