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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: Sa, 18.January.14, 8:47 PM | Message # 776 |
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I looked at him. "That means..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 8:53 PM | Message # 777 |
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| Grim:
I sighed "The worst part about my job...there is nothing to take joy in...I'll be right back" I teleported away, and was back in seconds. "Yep...dead unborn baby" I said quietly "Poor thing..."
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 9:04 PM | Message # 778 |
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"Who's?" I whispered.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 9:13 PM | Message # 779 |
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"Oh this woman in China...she fell down some stairs while pregnent...and well...there was a miscarraige" I then sighed "Even though its the quickest part of my job...I hate doing that so MUCH"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 9:22 PM | Message # 780 |
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I looked down.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 9:29 PM | Message # 781 |
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"Its fine though" I said quietly "The mother will be fine as well" I then helped Reagan up. "So...you have like a guest room?"
Natayla:
"Oh...well not today...tommarow Thalia, Dira, Robby, and I are gonna make the crew quarters. You guys are gonna have to bunk with someone else tonight" I said quietly
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 9:32 PM | Message # 782 |
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"Who?" I asked.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 9:47 PM | Message # 783 |
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| Natayal:
"Well Thalia and I already have Dira bunking with me." I then paused "Storm and Justin were kind of eyeing Robby's room...so...that leaves...moms"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 10:04 PM | Message # 784 |
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I shrugged. "That's okay" I said.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 10:07 PM | Message # 785 |
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| Natayla:
"Okay then...come on Dira, lets go to bed" I said helping her up. I thne found Thalia and kissed her on the cheek
Dira:
I groaned and went to the room
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 10:09 PM | Message # 786 |
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"I think we can stay down her for a bit," I said.
Robby
"Well, guys, I guess you can follow me," I said.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 10:13 PM | Message # 787 |
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| Grim:
"Yeah I'm not really tired" I said looking at Reagan. When it was clear we were alone I said "So...when I mentoned dead baby...you thought it was Irish's didn't you?"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 10:52 PM | Message # 788 |
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I nodded.
Storm
I watched Justin and Robby set up the bed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:11 PM | Message # 789 |
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| Grim:
"Well...I checked...so far so good its not on my list" I said walking to Reagan. "Hopefully it won't be"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:13 PM | Message # 790 |
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I nodded.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:18 PM | Message # 791 |
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| Grim:
I paused "Reagan...how are you feeling now?" I asked curious "You've been looking more flushed then morning sickness flushed"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:24 PM | Message # 792 |
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"I don't know...okay, I guess,"
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:31 PM | Message # 793 |
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I felt her head "Its a little warm, before the wedding we should take you to the doctor to see if you are okay"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:33 PM | Message # 794 |
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"Okay..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:46 PM | Message # 795 |
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| Grim:
"Come on...we should lie down"
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:50 PM | Message # 796 |
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I nodded.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 18.January.14, 11:54 PM | Message # 797 |
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| (and TS to the doctor)
Grim:
I wais waiting for her in the waiting room
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 19.January.14, 0:00 AM | Message # 798 |
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I watched the doctor nervously.
Robby
I was working on the new crew houses diligently, sweating up a storm despite being shirtless. The sun was brutal today.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Su, 19.January.14, 0:11 AM | Message # 799 |
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| Doctor:
"I would advise against your wedding today, Captain" I said looking at her. "You're about ready to pop"
Irish:
I was cleaning the bar
Dira:
I was helping Robby out by lifting one of the sides up. I looked at the Captain supporting the side in place. She was not wearng a shirt either, I guess she figures Robby would respect her enough not to try anything she would not be interested in. I then looked at Robby, sweating like crazy and then said "Hey, Robby...do you mind if I take off my shirt, its hotter then an oven out here"
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| Narutard | Date: Su, 19.January.14, 0:27 AM | Message # 800 |
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| Robby
I blinked a few times. "Uh, sure, I guess. Just keep your bra on," I said as I hammed the beams into place. Once secure I stepped back and laid on the ground to catch my breath.
Reagan
"What? We've been planning this for weeks..."
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