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Post subject:  Posted: October 15th, 2008, 6:38 pm |
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Kayala also forced a smile toward James as she unpacked the food, "Hmm...That's okay"
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Post subject: Posted: October 16th, 2008, 1:36 pm |
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[ Could you please tell me a bit about the plot line.. Don't know if it's easy to take Sam as charrie .. What do you think?  ] _________________
O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..
It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.
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Post subject: Posted: October 16th, 2008, 11:34 pm |
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[[I'm with Will, would like the low down of what is going on so I can bring in my two new characters here! Derrick and Evelyn =)]]
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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along
And in my head I heard them play a S O N G
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Post subject: Posted: October 20th, 2008, 9:59 pm |
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[[We don’t have a summary written up yet, but hopefully soon - I cant wait for you guys to join!  PD, are you serious? Here be the lyrics with the full song. http://ingeb.org/songs/fifteenm.html ]]
“Thank ye, Kayala,” he mumbled. Edward didn’t say anything as he watched James stand up, for he was lost in his own tangled web of thoughts. He nibbled at the sandwich like a mouse, suddenly not having much interest in food, despite the emptiness of his stomach. Already it felt like months… years, had passed and left him behind. But if one day had felt like forever, then what would eternity be like? Suddenly he knew why it was so easy to lose your marbles in a place like this. Where the white sand of the beaches was blinding and the sky went on for infinity, and you could go for days on end without seeing a single soul. It had been a stroke of pure luck for Edward to have met up with Kayala and James. But then again, luck had always seemed to find him. The very man who now looked out the window had shot him years before in a fight at the Applegate mansion. It was with the help of his friends that he’d been able to survive. He wondered where Sam had gone and if she was happy… how were Cole and Lotty doing? And Vari… He wondered if anyone truly missed him, or if they were glad that he was finally gone.
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It was now that Richard could hardly see to walk from the filmy mist that was rising off the ocean. He saw the faint outline of Cole standing next to him and the man or woman ahead. Cautiously, he took a few steps forward, the wet sand squishing between his toes as he went. “’Ello there mate… we mean no harm,” he said, raising his arms to show he was unarmed. “Just want to know who ye are, savvy?” Now he stopped and kept his distance, not wanting whoever this was to turn and run.
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Joanna settled down on Keyara’s old cot and nodded at the newcomer. “It’s nothing. The weather’s often like this… travelers are always welcome to stay the night.” That was how Joanna had come to arrive here; and like many others, after one night she decided to call this place home. Few people ever left Isla Tratrante and the humble people what inhabited it. The customs and beliefs there were unlike any other place in the Caribbean. Essentially, it could be called paradise, but as of late it felt empty to the blonde, as if the dormant sense of adventure was once again welling up inside of her. “So… where you’re going tomorrow… do you think you’ll be in need of another crewmate?” she asked, propping her head up on her arm and looking at Lotty.
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Keyara glared daggers at Will. Of course you can take me, insolent cutthroat - it’s the matter of you not wanting to. She had expected him to refuse, but nothing had stopped her from getting what she wanted in life, so why should the afterlife be any different? With a shake of her head, she had an idea; sure, it may have seemed far-fetched, but she would do whatever she could. “Mr. Turner, is there some way we can make a deal? My services in exchange for yours… that is, I am willing to assist your crew in any way possible, if you’ll have me.” She could hardly believe the words coming from her own mouth, but she desperately prayed he would at least consider her offer. She would never be happy for eternity if she couldn’t see Cutler at least once more. She had to make sure he hadn’t forgotten about her and see if he was all right.
[[I am not sure what else to have her say/do at this point...  ]]
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Daviel could tell by the look in Carmon’s eyes that she was serious about this entire thing. He practically flew down the stairs, keeping a hand on the pistol at his side, in case someone became defensive. “Alright - that’ll be enough,” he said, upon rounding the corner and confirming that Carmon’s story was true.
Vari felt a look of shock pass over her, and she stepped away from Joe without a moment’s hesitation. Sure, that blasted Daviel would pick a fine moment to ruin, part of her cursed, yet the other half of her mind was somewhat relieved he had stopped them before anything had gone too far. Her eyes wandered over to Joe and she felt anger arise; he had been lucky in seducing her but she had broken her promise to have no one else but Edward, even if he was no longer alive. What would Ed think if she told him? Not too well of her to be sure. Vari turned, and without a single word, disappeared into the hull of the ship, not wanting to talk about what had just happened or even look at Joe. She was sickened by her own actions, her own sins. Perhaps ye’d be better off just killin’ the man and not tellin’ a single soul what happened.
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Post subject: Posted: October 20th, 2008, 11:44 pm |
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Kayala was looking elsewhere when Edward had started munching on his food, "Mmmmm." "You're welcome Edward." She mumbled.
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Post subject: Posted: November 24th, 2008, 9:15 pm |
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(lol Aramel, *extra bump*)
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Post subject: Posted: November 25th, 2008, 5:59 pm |
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"Yoo ho yoo ho and a bottle of rum.." a raspy voice sang falsely. He seemed to be a lost soul on the ocean. A single spot in the middle of a water mass. Rowing with only one oar in a sloop he rowed into nothingness, not aware of where he was coming from nor where he was going. His hair was long, curly and shaggy, from one look at his chin one could see he hadn't shaved for a long and the look in his eyes was dazed, like he had been walking in the sun for too long.
Slowly a shadow appeared on the horizon, growing larger and larger. He rowed on and on, while he kept on singing. It was a ship with black sails, quite unfashionable he thought.
"Yoohoo!" he called out, not caring if the ship was crowded with friends or foes."do ye have a map?"
A map of the sea, map of the mind, mind of the map, mind of the sea, mind me.. he mumbled to himself.
And thus Bane, the lost soul on the ocean found the Black Pearl.
[Lol, this is going to be fun. I just made Bane up and he's crazy.]
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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..
It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.
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Post subject: Posted: November 25th, 2008, 6:07 pm |
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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along
And in my head I heard them play a S O N G
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Post subject: Posted: November 25th, 2008, 6:09 pm |
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[ I can't wait Pannie  I just started writing and Bane was the result..  ] _________________
O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..
It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.
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Post subject: Posted: December 4th, 2008, 12:14 pm |
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[ Bump  ] _________________
O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..
It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.
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Post subject: Posted: December 8th, 2008, 6:30 pm |
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[ Whose turn is it to post? ]
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I'm in a huge pirate mood now because DMC was just on TV and I forgot how much I loved it! 
That was a brilliant first post, Will - and it's hilarious! I can't wait to see what Bane has in store... should be quite interestin', aye? 
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