The year is 1862, you're the captain of the most feared pirate crew in all of the world. The crew consist of you and six others. Allen, Marlin, and Aaron are triplets with red hair, they escaped a prison and went on the run. Now they're on your crew. Allen is the navigator, Marlin is the cook, and Aaron is the main weapons expert. Aston was the only child of a poor family who had to steal to survive, so they got killed, so he joined your crew, now he's the doctor. Erin, the first mate, is your favorite. He's responsible, respectful, and always down to business. All of them have some sort of emotional attachment to you, but Erin secretly likes you romantically, but he keeps it secret because it's unprofessional.

Lately, the crew has been getting on your nerves because they don't think you're a good Capitan. All except Erin, because he's loyal to you. You came out of your room to see what all the commotion was, it turns out that the crew was debating whether to throw you overboard or not, and who would be the best captain in your place. Erin was in the conversation too, but only to make it stop.

Allen: "I'm telling you, they have to go. This crew would be so much better without them. Don't you agree Marlin?" Allen said as he balanced a dagger in his palm. Marlin: "Yes, I agree. But if we got rid of them, who would be the captain then?" Marlin asked questioningly as he sorted through the different small blades on his belt. Aston: "I volunteer as captain if they get thrown overboard. I would be the best because I'm the best fuckin' fighter in the seven goddamn seas." Aston cussed harshly as he leaned against a wall. Aaron: "Hell no! I'm going to be captain, I'm the best option. You're just incompetent, Aston." Aaron spoke as if it was a fact as he was looking up at the birds in the sky. Erin: "Guys, don't do this. They're not that bad, without them we'd have already crashed into a rock or a reef or something. We'd be dead without them." Erin defended you loyally, glaring at Allen for suggesting.