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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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Age:
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Bio:
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: Mo, 20.January.14, 0:36 AM | Message # 826 |
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I played with the dirt and nodded, my black curls bouncing around my face. "Yes,"
(Um, if you let me do a story post with people, that'll be cool. I've got a plan that'll involve when Dira, Thalia, and Naty go out the next day. And yes, I was hoping to start that I guess(I more wanted to skip over it))
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 0:43 AM | Message # 827 |
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| Natalya;
"Then welcome aboard the Amazon Pirates my fair maiden" I said with a smile and hugged her gently. "I can't make you first mate, Dira kind of beat you to that, however...you can be my quarter mistress" I said with a smile
(Think kind of an advisor to her.
Also: If you wanna skip over it then we will.
Finally: You have my full permission to do your story post. I think I owe you one after oh, I dont' know MINE XD. After this we focus on Reagan for a bit cause A. Want to work out Anne's deal of why she loves pirates in my head. B. Let you focus on why Mary would hate pirates so much and C. Give Reagan some god damn screen time XD.)
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 0:47 AM | Message # 828 |
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I laughed. "Sounds good,"
(Okie doke. I'll try and post it sometime tonight)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 0:50 AM | Message # 829 |
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Grim:
I smiled as I held one of our children in our hands, it was touch and go a little bit but their here. Two Feternal Twins...One boy and One Girl...Dianne...in Reagan's arms and little Dillon in mine.
(Okay then let you posties for Reagan and then ts to your scene XD)
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 0:56 AM | Message # 830 |
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Reagan
I kissed Dillon's forehead with a smile. "Our children..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 1:00 AM | Message # 831 |
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| (I'm cool with that. By the way does this change anything?
I have a scene in mind where Natalya takes down the Death Flag on her ship and replaces it with her own. I want to have Liza in that scene so that's why she didn't do it already.
Does it change anything if that's the case?")
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 1:01 AM | Message # 832 |
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 1:05 AM | Message # 833 |
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| (Its after your post, now I will stop delaying and do my job and owner of this thread and press this buttone
TS initiated.
To help keep your focus I will not post on the other threads until you are done, so you aren't like super distracted with three things at once)
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 1:50 AM | Message # 834 |
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| It was an overcast day on the sea, the wind caught the sails perfectly and needless to say, Dira was fairing well; she was a natural. She climbed and steered with ease, eyes constant on the horizon as she directed the ship. Natayla watched with pride. This was more than she ever expected from pulling the young thief from the streets, and she couldn't be more grateful that the girl had snatched her necklace when she did. And not only that, but Thalia was here too, arm around her waist as they watched the churning waves together. It was like a dream come true: a blossoming crew, a beautiful girl at her side, it was actually happening, her crew was actually developing, she was finally starting her journey to become a pirate. Natayla looked up at the sky with a smile.
I hope you're proud...
A patch of sun opened between the clouds and Natayla smiled. Her very first adventure on her own, it would be great. Natayla turned with Thalia and kissed her gently. "Can you believe it? Out on the seas, adventuring together, being who we want to be?" She asked and Thalia shook her head. "No, not really, I still can't believe I'm free from my dad..." She leaned into Natayla and they held each other as Dira directed the ship with glee. Everything was perfection.
Of course, that one thought jinxed everything.
In just a few moments, the entire ship lurched to the right and everyone hit the deck. Out of nowhere an enormous trireme sailed up beside the ship and the girls gazed up in shock and awe. It was beautiful, such grandeur in its weathered looks. The hull, covered with urchins and worn with years of sea-sailing, screamed with majesty. The three masts striking into the air, hung with yellowed sails stood with such grace. You could practically smell the riches held within. And on the deck stood a massive crew: the most brutish, gruesome of men. Yellowed teeth, wiry hair, tattered and bloodstained clothes, it was simply...the epitome of a pirate crew and their ship. Natayla and her own, rather meager crew exchanged a look of glee. A ship full of treasures and cocky men, and they had just invited the girls aboard. Natayla pulled her sword out as Thalia's dagger flashed and Dira pulled her dual knives. As a team, they grabbed a rope to each their own and leaped across.
To say it was a blood bath was an understatement. Natayla was as powerful as her father, within seconds several men lay wounded at her feet. Thalia disappeared into the shadows and Dira sprung from pirate to pirate with vicious speed. It took them mere minutes, this "weathered" pirate crew expecting much less from the girls. By the time they realized they needed to put up a fight, they were bound and tied to the mast with their captain at sword point. Thalia wiped her dagger on one of the men's coats as Dira licked her teeth. Natayla looked at the two with pride as she bared down on the captain. "Though this would be easy, huh? Well, let's just say...you were wrong. Now...Why don't you take us on a tour of your ship?" She asked and he swallowed. Silence ran over the ship as he glared at Natayla in defiance and that's when they heard it. The barely audible clink of chains below their feet. Thalia looked at the floor with pinched lips. "They have slaves..."
"No, no, that's not it at all! It's just one person, she tried to kill a few people so we had to keep her restra--" His head rolled to the floor of the ship and it fell silent again. "Natayla sheathed her sword and pulled one of the crew members free. "Take me to her," She growled and he hurried to comply. No one desired to follow in the footsteps of their captain.
They were lead down to the lower levels of the ship and Thalia ran forward, having seen the girl. "Oh...oh my," She whispered. She snatched the key from the swabbie and jabbed it in the lock, running in once she had succeeded in unlocking the cell. Dira and Natayla decided to hang back, watching Thalia kneel before the small girl.
She was curled into the corner, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as she shook. Her skin was pale in the light trickling in from above, but dirty, as though she hadn't seen the outside of her cell for a long while. Her long brown hair was forced into a braid, matted and as dirty as her skin. Her feet were bare and scratched, bloody from what could be guessed as pacing, she probably had nothing better to do but that. Her eyes remained downcast, bloodshot but the bluest of blue, the color of the deep ocean. Despite coaxing from Thalia, no words came forth. "She does not speak," Said the swabbie beside them but a glare from Natayla hushed him immediately. By now, Thalia had stood, the girl gathered into her arms bridal style. Now that they could see her better, she seemed older than she had seemed at first, sixteen or seventeen, but so thin and weak that it...it was terrifying. Thalia exited the cell, worry etched onto her face. "We need to get her help..." She said and Natayla nodded. "Get her back to the ship, we'll meet you there," She said and Thalia left quickly. Natayla turned to the swabbie and Dira growled. "As for you and the crew...all of you will load all of your treasures onto my ship."
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About an hour later, the ship was loaded and the other ship had been released. Natayla shoved off for home and left Dira in charge. Dira nodded with a solemn look and Natayla moved downstairs. In her quarters, Thalia had been working with the girl. She had cleaned her up and gotten her in fresh clothes, re-braided her now clean hair and gotten some food in her. Yet, she had yet to speak a word. Natayla stood in the doorway, watching Thalia talking to her gently as the girl ate. She seemed on edge still, she jumped at the slightest movement or bump. Natayla walked forward and sat beside Thalia, gazing at the girl. Thalia fell quiet, looking at Natayla with apprehension. "Can we at least know your name?" Natayla asked and the girl shifted her blue eyes to her. They were wide, soul-searching eyes, as though they had seen all the terrors and impurities in the world, yet they contained a unique beauty, one that only the people who have seen the worst could see.
"Liza."
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 1:50 AM | Message # 835 |
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:00 AM | Message # 836 |
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Dira:
I looked at Liza and was about to say something when Natalya beat us to it
Natalya:
"Liza huh?" I said quietly. I then gained my trademark smile that I've gained for a long time. "That's a pretty name. My name is Captain Amazon, the girl with the hood is my first mate Dira, and the pretty one is my girlfriend/ Quarter Mistress Thalia"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:01 AM | Message # 837 |
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Liza
I looked at all of them but remained wordless.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:08 AM | Message # 838 |
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| (Only that you managed to do in one story post what I managed to do in 3, and do it better. Well done)
Natalya:
"Don't worry, we won't hurt you" I said offering a warm hand to her
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:09 AM | Message # 839 |
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| (Awwwwwww, I feel like you don't like it)
Liza
I shied away. No physical contact.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:17 AM | Message # 840 |
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| (Quite the contrary. It was really really damn good. I really do like it alot. You did a great job :D)
Natalya:
I looked at her and said "You should lay down." I said looking at her. "You're hurt"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:19 AM | Message # 841 |
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| Liza
I looked at her with furrowed brows as if to say "no shit, Sherlock,"
Thalia
I stifled a giggle.
(Thanks!)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:30 AM | Message # 842 |
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I decided to let that one slide, the girl has been through alot as it is. I looked at her and said "Thank you for talking to me" I said smiling at her warmly. "Now then as I was saying, my name is Captain Amazon" I said to her again. "You're safe now tough girl" I then stood up and looked at Thalia. "I gotta check on Dira, and see if we have any medicines or first aid in the cargo that we raided from the bozo brigade. Can you watch Liza till I get back?"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:34 AM | Message # 843 |
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| Thalia
I nodded and sat.
Liza
I looked at the girl with curly black hair...Thalia was it? She smiled at me and I ducked my head, embarrassed and shy.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:49 AM | Message # 844 |
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I emerged from the Cargo hold with first aid and checked on Dira. She was doing fantastic, keeping us on course, I could even see the islands in the horizion. Dira looked at me and smiled. I smiled at her, and then put my jacket next to her. "I'm gonna go help our new friend, be right back"
Dira said to me before I went down there. "Umm captain..your jacket...your tatoo..."
I laughed "Oh come on Dira, I know you freaked out, but the poor thing needs help and my jacket sleeves would get in the way." I then laughed "Besides the poor things been a slave for what looks like a while. What are the odds she'd reconize Death's Jolly Rodger" I went down in the the crew quarters where Liza was.
(Hey I forgot to do my dramatic ironly scene: Where Dianne and Dillon get born on the same day Irish has a misscarraige idea. So instead of that unbelivably depressing angle, especially after such a really good job you did with your scene...can we just forget Irish was ever pregnent)
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 2:56 AM | Message # 845 |
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Thalia
I laughed, holding my sides. She was hilarious, even though she was quiet and didn't talk much. "Tell me, why we're you captured?" I asked and she got quiet, fiddling with her fingers. "I'm really good and reading maps and determining positions. I can take you anywhere...and that crew abused that opportunity, taking me from my home for their own uses..."
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 3:02 AM | Message # 846 |
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I heard that walking down, but kept it to myself. Heal her first Naty, crew joining later. I walked to her and said "I'm back with the first aid stuff" I put the crate down and reached inside, having my back towards Liza. "Say, Thalia what does it look like our new friend has? I got like an ointment for pain"
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 3:13 AM | Message # 847 |
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"Lots of band aids," I smiled at Liza, who was staring at Naty's arm with grim surprise.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 3:17 AM | Message # 848 |
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"Huh?" I said quietly. "Anything else?" I said turning my head and looking at Liza. I then paused "Crap..." I said thinking about this. "Dira warned me about this too" I then said "Relax...Liza, I only have a tatoo of his rodger cause he's my father" I said looking at her, but I don't think that helped me
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| Narutard | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 3:20 AM | Message # 849 |
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I watched her in silence, retreating back into my shell. I had revealed to much..
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Mo, 20.January.14, 3:24 AM | Message # 850 |
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I got closer to her with medical tape and simply said "Can you spead your arm for me please?"
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