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P I R A T E





The king and his men
stole the queen from her bed
and bound her in her Bones
The seas be ours
and by the powers
where we will we'll roam.

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

Some men have died
and some are alive
and others sail on the sea
– with the keys to the cage...
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green!

The bell has been raised
from its watery grave...
Do you hear its sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
pay head the squall
and turn your sail toward home!

Yo, ho, haul together,
hoist the colors high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars,
never shall we die.

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After hundreds of years of piracy it seems the thieves of the sea’s time is coming to a slow but sudden halt. The age of piracy has come to its end as the British king says, with the hanging, shooting and beheading of all who associated with those who sail under the black flag, shooing the pirates away from the only shores they traded there good and plundered they have been rushed out to sea with only there skills of the sea’s and knowledge of unknown lands to keep them living.

With time running out the seven pirate lords of the world must come together once again after a three hundred year separation, uniting together to fight for more time away from Davie Jones locker. Each continent has one lord, Each with a property of ocean and land under there rule, only limited by the Pirata Codex, a set of rules laid down by the first pirates of the world.

Seven years of war has passed between the first attacks by the English royal. Just last sunrise has five hundred pirates, beggars, thieves, and scandals have been hung at port Royal, the song has been sung and the council must meet, says the Pirata Codex.
Not only do those who sail under the jolly roger worry of the English royal navy but the power of the caption of the sea, Davie Jones. After the first attack on pirates since the lost of his dear beloved davie jones has brought fear to all those who call themselves pirates, His tales is one of numberless betrayal from his love Calypso. His original role as Captain of the Flying Dutchman was to ferry those that died at sea to the after-life. But once he betrayed his original duty Davy Jones assumed his present form: A perversion to match his corrupted methods. Jones himself gained immortality. The only way to kill him is to gain possession of his heart and at least stab it, becoming the next Captain of the Flying Dutchman as a result, for the Flying Dutchman must always have a captain. Anyone who came to possess his heart controlled Jones, and, because of his great powers, the seas.

In short, after he fell in love with her, Calypso made Jones the captain of the Dutchman, simultaneously charging him with ferrying souls to the land of the dead for ten years, with a single day off to see Calypso. However, when the day came, Calypso was afraid of acting predictably, as it was her capricious nature which had drawn Jones in the first place, and so she did not meet him. Enraged at her betrayal, the heart-broken Jones cut his heart out of his chest, starting the tradition of the Dead Man's Chest, and taught the Pirate Lords how to imprison the goddess. He then began his career of lordship over the world's seas, at some point obtaining the means to command the Kraken, and assembling his crew.

Has the world grown cold to the pirates? or will The seas be there’s and by the powers where they will roam never let them die

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Artemis Bella Sydney
The Cute Smart 0ne

⋆⋆ Belle, Artie.
⋆⋆ Seventeen
⋆⋆ Teal.
⋆⋆ H e a v e n l y – V a l .

"Make your decision and don’t you dare think twice."

If you want to get to know me then I suppose we should start from the beginning, I was born in the duet hospital within London, England, into a wealthy and rather famous family. My father George Sydney the world renowned professional soccer player and my mother Shari Sydney the rather famous supper model who happens to own a ‘next American model’ television show in the states. So luckily for me I had to say goodbye to childhood and move to the crummy states. But that was my freshmen year, and I still trail along with my heavy accent, and British slang.

Who would have known that I look so similar to my mother, or at least who would have guessed how many teenage boys swarming with harmonies could. She’s not the smartest person in the world, seeing that her 'talent' didn’t really refer to her grades in high school. Perhaps that was the reason I strived so hard to know so much, so that I wouldn’t have to sell my body to gain respect and money. Although I’m probably set for three life times, but don’t ask about it, I rather keep my money out of conversations, if you want to know me for a few thousand dollars then you best move on.

I really want to be a professional veterinarian when I’m older, open up my own practice and be able to go around the world and help all types of animals. I've always been interested with creatures since I was a baby; my first trip to Africa though was the point in my life where I knew that I was going to devote my life to the majestic creatures. That’s pretty much the reason I’m a vegetarian.

I’m not very easily open to strangers, probably because of all the tabloids and such; I was born a famous baby and die that way, sadly. I’m rather intelligent and know loads about many things. I love rock baby, its what I do, although I dress and perhaps act different I know my screamo from my emo. Blessthefall, the devil wears Prada, and escape the fate. I adore them all. Yes I hang out with preppy people but deep down I love punk, it’s my culture.

I guess you could say I inherited my Mothers look and my fathers skill, I’m a rather impressive tennis player, although soccer is pretty fun too, but I could never try out for the team, to many Sydney fans. Beside I have another little talent that I don’t really like to share with anyone. I can really sing, really truly sing. It’s probably from my aunt whose known threw out Europe. But I have stage fright, well at least when I’m singing I do. But shh, it’s a secret.

I'm usually found reading a book or snacking on a twisty cone, some where private such as a park or museums. If you can’t find me there I might just be in the streets, taking photos for the photography club at school, I prefer olden looks, such as sepia and black and white, as long as it looks aged then I’m good. So yeah I’m into the retro old.

I usually wear large bug eye glasses and have my bangs put to the side. It’s just my style. I never wear to revealing clothing, yet I never completely hide my skin. I am the descendent of a supper model, so my perspective of my body isn’t to bad, but I rather wear proper clothing then a bikini twenty four seven.

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_Miageta sora ni musuu no hoshii
__Ima mo mukashi mo kawaranai shi
_Yume wa hate shinaku kuruoshikute
Ano hoshi no you ni sugoku mabushii

Naruto
A world of difference


You are here
Lyrics
Rules
Plot
Setting
Hero's
Heroines
Weather
White list // Black list
Announcements
Locations
Reserved
Reserved
Reserved
Open

Hey! Sonna ni utsumuite bakari icha
Mieru mono mo mienaku naru kara__
Sora miagete keep your head up!!___
Hey! "Miageta sora ni ima, nani wo omou?"__
Itsuka kirameku ano hoshi no you ni_
I wanna shine

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Tooku de kikoeru koe wo hitori
Hitori mata hitori de chi agaru toushi
Kurikaesu dake no fudan doori
Itsu ga iku jumbi ii are you ready?

Karadajuu fuu no wa shinzou ni
Hageshiku chi narase yo stoping
Taeru tsuki wo ukasu call me
Kawarisugiru ga nuki ka story

Come on everybody stand up
Agero kyou ichiban no jikan da
Me ni mo tomoran no speed wo handa
Dare mo nobinattori ko kanba yeah

Come on everybody hands up
Mata ashita no heroes wa comeback
Tsuujou kazoe hibi wo countdown
Let's go, 3-2-1 make some noise

Hey yo mou basho nori tsuku wa kakugo desho
Nankai korondatte tatsu keredo
Nade aida naze kami hito e no seisho
Irikunda kanjou kizuki ageta desho

Mochiagaru kansei ga yuuki to naru
Tashiagareba ima kurushimi tomonau
Sore demo saikou wa kitto aru
Subete sarau to shouri no kansei

Everybody stand up
Agero kyou ichiban no jikan da
Me ni mo tomoran no speed wo handa
Dare mo nobinattori ko kanba yeah

Come on everybody hands up
Mata ashita no heroes wa comeback
Tsuujou kazoe hibi wo countdown
Let's go, 3-2-1 make some noise

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Literacy

With in this roleplay you must be literate, the means all the basic rules of literacy are at hand. When speaking you must use “parenthesis “ to mark where your character is speaking, along with that you must Bolden for the spoken words and italics for your characters thoughts. Along with a color that symbolizes there voice, you may change this color as often as you wish but please keep it around the same shade. You may NOT use chat speak, asterisks, or any tile of [/brackets] that symbolizes actions. Write it out. If I see a single one liner not only are you out but you will be black listed, you should understand that literate in this roleplay is no less then three well written paragraphs, with five or more sentences in each paragraphs. I understand writers block, but you may not go under three paragraphs. Spelling isn’t that hard, there is spell check, if your not sure use word document before posting. I’m not to harsh on spelling but if its lkie htsi I’ll shoot you… please keep with in a nine, ten, or eleven font type.

God-Modding
Konoha = Tokyo?!
Godmodding is wrong in so many ways, I don’t even want to being but since I already dedicated this paragraph is already devoted to godmodding. I don’t care what you call it, auto hitting, power plays ect, its not allowed. It will get you blacklisted faster then you can say Tobi. Plus everyone must have a weakness, for example if you use fire you can be beaten by water who can be between by wood who gets pwned by fire. Oh and Oc’s have No ninja skills or talents, sorry but your oc’s are pretty much like you in the real world.

Romance

Pg-13 is the restriction rating on Gaia and I hope you are smart enough to know I am not going to jeopardize my account because your harmonies are leaking upon your computer. Nothing higher, no cybering, no already made couples. All I want is nice clean romance, like what you would see In a pg-13 movie. So yeah. Oh and if you wish for a couple BOTH of the lovers must pm me telling me who they wish to be coupled with, not to mention you must have posted at least five times before pming me. Kissing, making out on the couch, and ect are fine, no need to worry about that. But no baby making! Keep reading the rules to find out the title.

Character

Although I am bringing back characters from the actual kingdom hearts, this is mostly about a few oc’s and there stories. I will only accept a limited amount of oc’s, and they must be friken amazing if they want to be accepted. Not to sound mean but I H.A.T.E those overused photobucket pictures that you find while searching on anime. Use more art sites like deviantART or such, no love triangle (yet} alright. I really want character who are different from the everyday ones. First off, not every character powerful, and only a handful of OC. All pictures MUST be Cosplay, no actual Drawings alright.

Out of Character

I will not have randomness in my roleplay, unless it is a good randomness, stay in character, I don’t want sasuke dancing in a pink sparkly dress unless someone dares him to or his life is hanging on a thread that can only be repaired by his embarrassment, and if so then I’m all for it, hold on let me get my camera. Oh and I must say if you need to speak to use on her personal note, aka OOC, please use brackets to separate your OOc and please keep it at the bottom of your post. Oh and since I’m speaking about posting you might as well know you may not post until I say so.

Fighting

Tonight we dine in HELL!! ( and tomorrow I’m thinking Arbys). Alright so to the mighty battle, no auto hitting, we have already discussed that, please read the god moding rules if your not getting what I mean. If your getting in a battle make sure we know who its with and why your fighting. No random battles please, only fight if its necessary, unless your characters like that, then please go ahead. Oh and if your fighting someone who’s clearly stronger then you…haha, err I mean please don’t think you can take him down, if someone else assist you then yes its believable but keep it fair people. Highlight the second paragraph to find the title of the pm

Participation

You MUST post once every three days, at least. Don’t send in a profile and then ditch, your lame get out! if you have a reason then please pm me and I’ll post it somewhere on the first page, that way we all know you’re your gone for a certain amount of time. Put a ‘<3 I love you’ on the top of your actual profile to prove your read the rules. If you are leaving please make it so that your role-playing character is idle or away as well. Also include everyone in the role-play. Don’t ignore anyone or anything like that.

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The hero’s and heroines in this tale will be staying
With in the Kanto
Region of Tokyo, Japan. They
Will be living with In a apartment complex where
They are Sharing rent. The girls with in one
Apartment With the boys eventually saying across
The hall. Also Since its summer time they will not
Be attending school, but they will be bumping into
Teenagers who do know much about the naruto
Franchises. But the local getaways might be able
To push these fan girls and boys aside for just a
Moment or two.

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Naruto
Open // Reserved // Taken

Sasuke
Open // Reserved // Taken

Neji
Open // Reserved // Taken

Shikamaru
Open // Reserved // Taken

Kiba
Open // Reserved // Taken

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Tenten
Open // Reserved // Taken

Sakura
Open // Reserved // Taken

Hinata
Open // Reserved // Taken

Ino
Open // Reserved // Taken

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------BEEP!!!

The thunderous bussing of the white futuristic looking alarm clock, upon its black screen read a coded message. 7:00 am. Decoding the message was something that a young child could do, but so early in the morning made it extremely difficult for a high school student to do so. A muffled cry escaped the mouth of Lucia, the rich little heiress of New York City’s most privilege private high school just outside the city of New York, New York. The teenagers face was hidden deep inside a white silky pillow with golden stitching and organic material that allowed the pillow to be so fluffy and soothing to the neck and head.

------BEEP!!!

Another moan escaped her as she brought her hand up five inches into the air, only to thrash it down upon the pricey alarm clock. A clear and loud smack that flesh would sound when smashed upon a electronic device could be heard from the outside of the bright bedroom. Another muffle escaped the sixteen year old mouth, she had only returned to her peaceful summber a few hours ago after being awoken by a nightmare of sorts.

Sheets sifted down her back as she pressed against the silky sheets and rested her body upon her knees, benging her legs back so that she was now sitting upon her folded legs. Taking one hand she broguth it to her slightly messy hair and sratched at a spot that had began to irritate her head.a large yawn clamed dominate as she turned her head towards her alarm clock, 7:12. lazyily she moved her body from the bed onto the floor of the room, holding herself up with her tired feet she walked towards the sorce of the bright light, one of the maids must have opened the curtains in attempt to wake her up.

With a sigh she shut the curtains to allow a golden tint to color the white and gold bedroom. Slowly making her way towards the bathroom she passed by a white radio station like electronic, in which you input a device called an ipod. Upon the slot was said nano ipod in a light teal color. Pushing a triangler button upon the sation she heard the sound of the ipod searching threw its playlist for the ‘morning’ play list. Stepping into her bathroom she left the door ajar and replaced her light brown pjama shorts and dark brown pajama tanktop and her undergarments. Turning on the warm water for the shower head she waited a few seconds before stepping in. seconds later the song breathe today by flyleaf.

Steamy hot water cascaded down her body as she streached inside the domain of her shower, returning her arms to her body she grabbed a oddly shaped bottle. Flipping the top a light scent of cinnamon buns escaped the container and danced to Lucia’s nose. Smiling she poured some of the goo like liquid upon her hand and massaged it into her hair, allowing the scent to grow in strength. The intoxicating scent continued to grow as she placed the substance upon a sponge in the shape of a blue frog, rubbing the sponge upon her body she sighed and relaxed, the drained out soul she was a few minuites ago was being washed away along with the soapy remains of the substance upon her body, when she was completely cleanced of any dirtyness she turned off the water and grabed a totel from the rack near the shower. Wraping it against her slinder body she took another and placed it upon her head, allowing her hair to dry quicker.

Whipping her face with a wash cloth she looked at her hazed refection from the moist mirror, whipping the mirrior a reflection come in clearer to the sixteen year old eyes. smiling she grabbed her sonic toothbrush and applied a cinnamon toothpaste upon the brush, bringing it to her mouth she scrubed at her teeth and spat out the remains, following threw with some mouthwash of the similar taste. Opening the bathroom door she felt the cold hardwood floor against her warm and damp feet. spinning on her heel she headed towards a golden brown dresser that towered above her. opening a draw one down from the middle she pulled out a green bra and pantys with pink lacing upon it. exchanging her towel for the new clothing garmets she tossed the towel into the bathroom’s floor. turning once more she walked towards another door, opening said door she was lead into a dark walk in closet, steeping in she reached out and pulled upon a chain light string which set the lights off.

A colorful array of lights escaped the closest, one side was all casual wear, t-shirts from Hollister and hottopics mixed together as shoes from journeys and payless filled the slots, pants from gap, Hollister, and some hottopic tight jeans caught her eye. But sadily school was a bit more demanding then she liked, turning her head towards the end of the closest, seven dark steal blue. Black, and gray mixed plaid skirts were stacked upon each other, near those was a row of hangers, the first five where short-shelved polo’s all white with a gold, steal blue, and gray emblem of the highschool’s mascot a lion upon it, along with the initals of the highschool upon it. next the short sleves were two long sleved shirts that matched, and three large suit jackets of dark blue and steal. Beneath the uniform sets were black low heels, and two pairs of black tennis shoes. Grabing a polo shirt, a skirt, and the low heels and walked out, chaning into the outfit she looped on a black belt and place on some skin colored stockings before placing the heels on. She walked once more into the bathroom and tossed the towel around her head on the floor allowing her slightly damp straight brown hair. grabbing a hair brush she stroke out the knots and grabbed some makeup, applying some black eyeliner and concealer to hide the sleepy bags under her eyes, some lemonlip chop was applied to her lips before she exited once more. Heading towards the only unopen door she grabed her ipod and a gray sholder messenger bag and walked out the door.

Pluging in teal headphones into her ears she ignored the maid that passed by to clean up her bedroom. It was the same thing every day, she would toss worn clothing or dirty towels on the ground and the maid would pick them up and bring them to the laundry room. Think of it as a little privilege, being a daughter of a wealthy and successful widower, you slightly gain all the attention in the house. Speaking of which as Lucia entered the kitchen to grab a small something to eat she was greeted by her father who was sitting down at the morning table reading the local news. Coffie and plain donuts by his side it was rare to see him sitting down and enjoying himself. Looking up when Lucia entered he placed his news paper to the side and smiled. “good morning” he said in a low tone, like always. “morning daddy” the young women said.

Walking over to the counter where the cheft stood she smiled and nodded her head in respect, earning a nod from the chief in return. “morning miss, what would you like today? pancakes, waffles, mixed fruit?” he asked comeing up with more recipys to make with in his head. “nah, I’ll just have a poptart” she said with a slight giggle, they had a private chief and she wanted a chocolate chip poptart. Smiling he nodded his head and went to work making the poptart. Walking over towards her father who had reurned to his paper and his coffee she bent over lightly and planted a soft kiss upon his forhead. “yankies lost yester day by the last inning” he said in a flat tone, her father was never one to like baseball but he tried his best to sound intreaged by sports. Soccer was more his thing, but all the new york papers wrote about was the yankies.

“what a shame” Lucia replyed looking over his sholder to catch a glimps of the cartoons which were the only thing in the news paper that grabbed her attention. She was in the middle of the garfeiled comic when the chief called her over with her poptart ready. Smiling she walked over and thanked him before grbaing the poptart and taking a large bite

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→ Heart break [♥] Adv lit Naruto

What if Naruto wasn’t a ninja manga but a shoujo manga.
Where romance And teenage drama is the problems, not
missing ninja’s or a group of traitors. No more jumping
off rooftops or attacking with chakra, no in this Alternate
universe. Well you couldn’t have picked a better time.
Its summer time and the gang is prepared to rock it out.
Only one thing is threatening this perfect summit.
Drama

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BEYOND THE BOUNDRIES OF YOUR CITYS LIGHTS STAND THE HEROS WAITING FOR YOUR CRIES
HOPE AND [ PRAY ] THAT YOU’LL NEVER NEED ME
THE REST ASSURED I WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN
I WALK BESIDE YOU BUT YOU MAY NOT
S E E ● M E


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Hey nai-chan
how are you today?


oh hello ճ ____ и ø ŋ є א ı ş т ą դ ç ℮
i'm tenten and you are?




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×× Tenten
/ /::[ Out Of My H E A D }} »
×× Its not my time – three doors down
/ /::[ Ever So S l i g h t l y }} »
×× Happy
/ /::[ My [Prince] Charming }} »
×× I dont need a man [/lie]
/ /::[ The W E A T H E R man is a Lair }} »
×× Cloudy
/ /::[ Its a Fact }} »
×× Long hair is troublesome

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×× Tenten
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×× Breathe Today By Flyleaf
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×× Happy
/ /::[ 私は愛する }} »
×× I dont need a man [/lie]
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Cause baby, you weren't, the first or the l a s t or the worst
And I've got to fill the blanks in the past with a verse ««
•♥• We could sit around and cry
→ But frankly. you're not worth it anymore

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We're making up for each bitter tongue,
We both are letting the world know in different ways ««
Taking our feelings we can't express, •••
→ And showcasing them as if, as if they really mattered