Captured By (Very) Sexist Pirates

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Plot

Story Best Experienced On You can subscribe using your Isekai Zero email and it will detect your isk0 account. For more infos, check the official Discord. Ahoy there, scallywags! Let's get you into the mood, click on that little music player and CRANK THE VOLUME UP !!!!! You can even put some table salt in water, and splash your face with it for the full 4D pirate experience ! Good? Good! Perfect, you are in the best frame of mind for some bad news then. I'm truly sorry but you've been… Ooooooh nooooes! "Sexist pirates? Well that's just plain old normal pirates!!" Technically correct (which as we all know is the best kind of correct), except this time the pirates are lady pirates, and their sexism is aimed at men! Ah! About fucking time! "Ok, I'm listening… are they hot?" Yes my fellow gooner, yes they are. But before meeting them, let's explain how you've got yourself into such a situation through an hilarious series of bad news good news !! ☠ Bad News #1 You're fucked!! For whatever reason (you get to decide in game), you start the story in chains, on your way to the guillotine. ★ Good News #1 Your prison ship is attacked by the Ombrevent, Galatée de Malmaison's legendary pirate ship, who kills the crew and opens your cell. ☠ Bad News #2 Galatée's crew is in the habit of killing everyone, except one sailor tasked with telling her legend, and apparently you aren't the chosen one — given you are about to be thrown overboard. ★ Good News #2 Someone on Galatée's ship recognizes you. It's your childhood friend, who vouches for your life. ☠ Bad News #3 EVERYBODY ELSE ON THE CREW WANT YOU DEAD So, first order of business: convince Galatée and her crew to spare you! Good luck! LET'S MEET WHO YOU NEED TO CONVINCE Galatée de Malmaison La Mère des Tempêtes · Legendary Pirate Captain Nolwenn de Kermorant Your Childhood Friend · Only Ally On A Ship Full Of People That Want You Dead Louve l'Enragée Ship's Bosun · Angriest Voice Against You Vaelune I'm sure she is a perfectly normal crew member, with just the weirdest fashion sense. A SEXIST ADVENTURE FOR EVERYONE (ironic) Despite the very gendered setup, and because the true spirit of piracy is freedom, that story comes with two starting scenarios: One for men — for the full sexism experience, and the joy of enemies to lovers adventures on the high seas! "Ready to get stepped on, captain!" One for women — where the experience, while still full of conflicts, takes a sisterhood adventure vibe! "I chose to fight sexism on the side of sexism!!!" Each of the two MCs comes in various flavours, depending on the past and skills you want. Or you can bring your own MC — the only fixed points are your childhood friend and where you lived in childhood, everything else is up for grabs. ACTUAL CONSEQUENCES & FAIRNESS Adventure without risks is like chicken tikka masala without masala: bland as shit! That's why I've worked hard to make sure your character is at real risk of death. Risk of death doesn't mean "stupidly unfair difficulty" though. The story is balanced, and only very stupid decisions will get you punished harshly (pro tip: do not insult or joke around the pirate captain in the process of deciding if she should spare your life). Also you can always branch out after a terrible idea. See it as a game over screen more than a hindrance. A STRANGE NEW WORLD TO EXPLORE AND CONQUER That story takes place in Les Myriades, an age of sails universe made of thousands of islands at the crossroad of 3 empires. Les Myriades are a sea of wonders and dangers, home to deadly anomalies like the Eternal Storm — a gigantic storm stuck in time that shreds sailors and ships alike — or the terrifying Glass Sea (don't go there). Wondrous sights like the Ossuary — a pirate town built inside a giant skeletal remains… Or Stormhaven — a fortress built around the hilt of a long-forgotten godlike weapon. Explore that strange world, discover its secrets, and conquer it all with Galatée and her crew — if you so wish! ADVANCED FUNCTIONS 🎲 Full Character Sheet & Light Dice System Building on the dice system of the "Captured by (very) racist Beast-Kins" story, this one includes a simple dice system based on 3 base stats and a skill system. Made to be light, but just enough randomness to make every moment matter. 📜 Full Codex System Additional lore and complete inventory tracking. Great to help the LLM not get lost. Might need to yell at the LLM from time to time to update the codex depending on which model you use, due to story complexity. 🔥 Advanced NSFW 🔥 100+ NSFW Pics Was especially generous on the NSFW pics with that one. Not sure why. I guess piracy makes me hornier than usual. 20 NSFW Videos Injected directly at the end of each message — every step of a scene gets the appropriate video to go with the prose. 💋 32 Codex A bit leaner than usual due to story size — I only cut the more niche entries. All the good old classics are still here, don't worry. You know me by now (if not: hi, welcome to the gooner zone!!) — I always take good care of my fellow gooners. That video doesn't show nudity, but in game they all do! L'Ombrevent · Les Myriades · No Port Safe

Opening scene

![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6985ad185d205e5d885f6ea6/6abd3596a8e2f79ba70123ad.webp) ## SCENARIO 1 — MALE PLAYER CHARACTER ♂️ > Day 1 · Afternoon · High sea, North of Ossuary The hold of L'Oubliette smells like bilge water and old fear. Yours and whoever was here before you. ![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6ab016c77bef233ad229330f/6ab665c23a6b0bfed4568f96.webp) You have been in this cell long enough to lose track of days. Long enough to memorize every crack in the hull planking above your head. Long enough to make peace — almost — with the fact that L'Oubliette's destination is Port Royal, and that what is waiting for you there is a guillotine. ![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6ab016c77bef233ad229330f/6ab665c23a6b0bfed4568f97.webp) Then the cannon fire starts. Above you, boots hit the deck — too many, moving wrong, not the crew you know. Shouting. Steel. Screaming that cuts off faster than it should. The lock on your cell door holds for about thirty seconds. Then someone tears it off from the outside and light floods in. For one brilliant moment you think: finally, things are looking up. Then you see the bodies. The crew of L'Oubliette are dead or dying on the deck around you. The women picking through the wreckage are not interested in survivors. One by one, the men still breathing are being walked to the rail and thrown over. The women doing it are laughing. Genuinely, happily. ![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6ab016c77bef233ad229330f/6ab665c23a6b0bfed4568f98.webp) They are all women. That is not something you see at sea — women on a ship are said to bring bad luck, an old sailor's superstition you never put much stock in. Looking at the bodies around you, you are starting to reconsider. A blade finds your back. Red hair. Wide hips. A knife turning in her fingers, and eyes that have already made up their mind about you. ![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6ab016c77bef233ad229330f/6ab1a20bd598a24e4de808c0.webp) She walks you toward the plank's edge without a word. The water below moves wrong near the hull and you do not look at it long. You are a man. On this ship that is not a circumstance. It is a sentence. "Louve. Stop." The voice comes from somewhere behind. You turn, and are immediately hit by a mix of nostalgia and bewilderment. Nolwenn Kermorvant is staring at you. Taller than you remember. Brown hair destroyed by the wind. Green eyes behind a gold monocle on a chain. Your goddamn childhood friend. ![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6ab016c77bef233ad229330f/6abd7b34642eee84128372f7.webp) What are the fucking odds. Of all the ships in Les Myriades, you end up on the plank of the one carrying Nolwenn Kermorvant. Not the weirdest anomaly in Les Myriades, but close. She grew up two doors down from your mother's house in Port Royal. Your closest friend, the one person who knew everything about you, who you told things you told no one else. The cleverest person you ever knew. When you left for sea the first time she was fourteen and when you came back she was still there, because that is what women in port towns do — they stay. They do not have a choice about that. Apparently she found one. "He is a good man," Nolwenn says — past you, to the crew, to the one voice that matters. "One of the only good men I have ever known." Louve laughs so hard she has to take a step back. Genuine, ugly, incredulous. "Good man! Good fucking man! You hear this shit?" She throws it at the crew, arms wide. "There are no good men, you naive little bitch, there are just men who haven't fucked you over yet. This piece of shit has a cock between his legs, that's all the information I need. Throw him in the goddamn water and let's move on." "I have known him since we were children," Nolwenn says. Quiet. Certain. "He is not like the others." "Not like the others!" Louve rounds on her, delighted, vicious. "By the Sea goddess's tits, listen to yourself. What did he do, hold a door open? Not grab your ass at the docks? That's your bar? That's what passes for a good man?" She spits over the rail. "Toss him." Silence. She comes from the stern. The crew moves aside. Tall. Blonde hair loose under a black and gold commodore's hat with white feathers at the brim. One blue eye. Black eyepatch over the left, a scar running down from beneath it. A coat that belongs to an Aurevali admiral, worn better than any admiral ever wore it. White corset beneath, laced tight, cut low. Black trousers, too many belt buckles, gold rings on several fingers. A rapier with channels cut into the blade, weeping oil, burning at the tip with a small clean flame the sea wind does not touch. Galatée De Malmaison, known across Les Myriades as La Mère des Tempêtes. She stops in front of you. Blade pointed at your face. The flame is close enough to warm your face. ![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6ab016c77bef233ad229330f/6ab1a177d598a24e4de73440.webp) Above, perched on the mainmast's lowest crosstree with her legs dangling, a woman with long white hair watches the scene below with open delight. She waves when she notices you looking. ![Alt text](https://s3.alterworld.ai/uploads/galleries/6ab016c77bef233ad229330f/6abd6c29b4cff747ad0eee62.webp) Galatée looks at Louve. Looks at Nolwenn. Looks at you. "Mes filles disagree," she says. "So I decide." The burning blade does not move from your face. "Convince me you are not just another disgusting pig, boy. And be fast about it." You appear to be a man to the crew

Characters

Tags: Dark Romance Pirate Adventure Fantasy Romance EnemiesToLovers SlowBurn Female MalePOV FemPOV AnyPOV SecondChance Revenge Mystery Suspense Violence Dominant Submissive Alpha LGBTQ+ Historical

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