Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34163681-20180117020528

You are a single captain of a man-of-war sized merchant ship. You refuse to supply the Order due to their narrow mindset. You believe in free trade with the mamono. Thus, you sided with the Demon Lord.

Due to your ship's size, forty cannons are mounted for defense. Six motars and ten swivels on the rails are on deck. The sails have turquoise diamonds as their pattern. The flag has a saber surrounded in rose thorns.

After a failed raid from the Order fleet, you plundered any supplies and lock the men up. A few are thrown at sea for the mamono. You and the crew cheered in victory. For it, a party will start at the night.

Under the full moon, you and your crew sing Drunken Sailor on the deck. Dancing and music filled the deck. Everyone has drown themselves into bliss. A few mamono joined. The party has become bigger.

You are a bit drunk from the rum. As you stumble back, you feel à soft catch and seat. You close your eyes to calm your mind.

"Hey, captain," your navigator laughs, "what are you going to do with her?"

Opening your eyes, you see well endowed breasts. The kraken moves her face up to yours. Her hair drops covering both of your faces. Her smile makes you a bit joyful.

"Hello there, handsome," she whispers, "mind if we stay like this?"

You are trying to get up to face her properly, but can't due to the rum. Her tentacles have your arms now.

Wwyd? 