The Age of Dreams Begins!

[dantetakai]

“ ‘Tis A beauty of a day lads! Lets not waste it!” the young men and woman cheered as Walt opened his restaurant, The Flying Galleon. The young men and woman went about getting ready for the day, preparing the ovens and seasoning the meat and vegetables. As the young cooks went about their business, Walt went about setting the tables, fixing the cloths and making sure everything was as perfect as could be. He went outside and set those tables as well. Stepping back to admire his little restaurant, the Metal Chef sighed happily through his nose.

The Flying galleon, while a restaurant now, had once been a proud ship that had destroyed. Walt had found the pieces of wood and used them to build this restaurant. After a lengthy building process, Walt finally had a restaurant. It wasn’t pretty, but it wasn’t a rats nest ether. He walked back inside and was shocked to see pots and pans all over the place. “Oi! Have you all gone daft? We don’t leave pots out like that. There had better be food in those pots!” he hobbled his way to the kitchen to find Wally, a young boy who Walt had given a job as bus boy. He was trying to pick up the pots. “Wally! What the hell ya doin’?”

Wally scuttled around before standing up, holding many pots in his arms. “I…I’m sorry sir! I was bringing in the clean pots from the back for the day and slipped. I... I’ll clean it up right away!”

Walt grabbed a few pots that fell and the others took the pots from Wally and went about work. Wally sighed and went on to get ready. Before he could, Walt stopped him. He turned the young man around by the shoulder gently and fixed the boys clothing up, turning the washcloth on his waist to the front. Wally held his head down, Ashamed. He wasn’t there because he wanted to be, He needed to be. His sister was sick and he needed money to pay for her doctors. Walt lifted the boys head and stared at his eyes, Wally had stayed up all night cleaning the pots then came into work with no sleep. Walt could see it in his eyes. “I’m sorry Mr. Weissmun… I’ll do better.”

Walt simply laughed, his big belly moving as he did. “Oh Relax Wally! I ain’t gunna fire you for dropping a few pots.” He laughed more and patted the boy on the back. ‘Keep yur chin up Wally. You got wonder in your eyes and a fire in your heart.” He smiled as the boy lifted his chin. “Good on ya, now, Sit down and talk.”

Wally was confused. “Talk?” he sat down and looked at Walt as Walt sat with him. The young man was confused. Normally he would have been fired for dropping the pots, but this man didn’t fire him. “What do you mean sir?”

He laughed loudly and smiled. Signaling the bar keep to bring him two drinks, rum for Walt and a root beer for Wally. He sat at the table, a little bit beside Wally. He pulled a wrench from his apron and pulled his pant leg up, exposing his metal leg. He went about loosening a bolt so he could bend his knee and checking a few other things. The young lad wondered how this man lost both an arm and a leg. “I Can tell a lot about a man by looking at him work, But I’ll never know how to help..” he tightened a bolt and grunted. “A man who wont sit and talk over a drink.”

The young man blushed and slowly drank his drink. He hadn’t told anyone why he had so many jobs, why he never slept or why he always looked staved. He didn’t want others to feel bad for him. He didn’t want to talk about it to anyone, Not since his mother and father had died. “I…have nothing to say sir.”

“Don’t you give me that Jimbo!” he slammed his drink down on the table. “You’re a good busboy Wally, But a bad liar. Everyone who works for me is family, if they don’t talk about whats wrong I cant help fix it. Jimbo… If you need help, if you need money… I’ll help ya.”

Wally sighed. “I…Im fine sir… I really am.”

Walt sighed and nodded. Allowing Wally to work. As the boy walked off, Walt stood up and went about preparing for the day. That was until a young man walked into his fine shop. ‘Well hello therr. What can I do ya fur?” little did Walt know, this young man would change his life forever.

[Menma]

Kane yawned as he looked around on the sea. He pulled out his compass, which has facing directly north. As he took another look an island was directly in his sights. As a smile grew on Kane's face he grabbed the paddle and rowed as fast as he could toward it. After he got to the island, he got off his boat and started stretching. A large breeze hit him pushing off his hood. He put it back on and took a better look at the island, then headed to a place to get some food. As he was walking around his stomach repeatedly growled as he hasn't eaten in days. Kane searched the island for a good place to get food, after awhile he ended up in a forest. "What the... How'd I end up here?" Kane thought as he looked around. "Guess I was to focused on my stomach." He said laughing and scratching his head.

He turned into a full kangaroo jumping as high as the trees to see the way back. The only thing he saw where tree's, except a small outlining of the village far east. Kane sighed as he turned back to normal and started walking. After awhile of walking he wondered why he hadn't gotten back by now. He pulled out his compass and hit his face as he had been walking the wrong way the entire time. Kane, quite angry, transformed into his hybrid form and started hopping toward east hoping the village would be their. While hopping along he started thinking how much fun it will be when he finally gets a crew and goes on great adventures. As his mind was racing he wasn't noticing where he was hopping and hit a building. As he shock his head turning back to normal he looked up noticing it was a house he passed in the village. He sprang up in joy as he finally made it back to the village. As he sighed in relief he started walking around again to find a place to eat.

As Kane's stomach lead the way he ended up at a place called The Flying Galleon. Kane stared at the place and decided to go inside, hoping it was a place where he could get some food. As he first entered he took a look around, which ended at a large man who greeted Kane asking what he would like, Kane walked to the front. "Whatever you give me will be fine, just I can't have meat... and also do you know any strong people around here. I want to start a pirate crew and I'm looking for some crew members." Kane said, as usual just saying what he has to say without any regard for anyone around him.

[dantetakai]

Walt simply smiled at the young man when he asked for food. He had never seen this youn g man before, and figured he was from another island. He yelled an order for veggie stew. The kitchen staff in the back got to work on it. Walt led the young man to a table and sat him down. He then made his way to the bar and grabbed two drinks, he made his way back, the restaurant still not yet filled. He put a drink down infront of the young boy before sitting down himself. He simply stared at the young man, locking eyes with him. Sizing him up. After a tense moment he leaned his head back and let out a throaty laugh. “Jimbo you not from her’ are ya?” He took a deep drink and smiled. He set the drink down and it was instantly filled by one of the waiters. Just then the Bowl of veggie soup appeared and was put infront of the young man. “Eat up boyyo, I bet ya got stories to tell.”

Just as they were getting to eating and talking, a group of young men, a local gang who had been giving local businesses trouble walked in. Walt eyed them, they took a seat at one of the tables and he put his drink down and walked over. “What can I do ya boys fer?”

The leader of the group, a 20 year old by the looks, he looked at the old man. “Food old man, that’s all we want.” Walt simply nodded and brought them food. The four young men quickly devoured the food, probably faster then the first young man could finish his soup. As Walt made his way to the front door to open some of the windows, the young men got up and began to leave without paying. Walt saw them and simply stood in the way. “Now boys, yall wernt just gunna eat and leave without paying? We worked hard to make that grub.”

“Step away old man. We control this town. Were the Silver snake gang, and well eat and not pay how ever much we feel like.” The leader of the group went to push past Walt but was met with a punch to the gut, sending him back into the group he had entered with. He stood up slowly with a wild look in his eyes. “What the hell old man!”

“I don’t know if yur pappy never was around to teach you some manners, But if I could afford to dress as nicely as you could, id be willing to pay for a meal.” Walt simply stayed where he stood. The kitchen staff slowly made their way out, as if they were cleaning the floors. Some had mops and others had a few table knives and were acting like they were setting the table. “Now, We can do this the civil way, and yall can keep movin’. Or… We can do this the hard way and youd be lucky to leave crawlin’ ”

The leader of the gang pulled out a large knife with a marine emblem in the blade. He held it facing Walt whos robotic hand went behind his back and opened up, revealing a cutless that he hid behind his back. The three other gang members pulled out similer knives. ‘my brothers the head of this marine base! I can do as I like old man!” the leader lunged at Walt, who parried the knife and knocked it from the young mans hand with a simple twist of his own blade. He then grabbed him by the neck and headbutted him hard. The young man collapsing. Hes bodies were simultaneously knocked out by the other men and were taken to the marine base.

“Sorry bout that lad, You were saying?”

[Menma]

Kane was given a seat and a drink as he awaited his food chugging it down. The man asked if Kane was around here and he'd probably had some stories to tell. "No I'm not from around here, my stomach lead the way and I landed here." Kane said with a smile, As Kane got interrupted when his food came, he then noticed the cook staring at a group of guys, walking over and asking what they would like. Kane had got refill on his drink and started eating his veggie soup as the guys started to leave without paying.

Kane enjoyed his soup savoring the flavor as the cook gave him a punch to the gut, to somewhat Kane's surprise. He had heard of places where they had fighting cooks but he had never seen one. As the gang pulled out knives Kane thought if he should help them, but he noticed the cook put his hand behind his back he noticed a blade appeared from his hand. "Whoa did his hand just turn into a blade, that's so awesome!" Kane thought as other chefs and cooks came out and kicked them out in no time, sending them to the marines.

The cook came back and sat down asking what he said earlier. Kane swallowed a big spoon full of soup and stared at him. "I was saying that I'm starting a pirate crew, and now that I've seen your strength, how about you join me?" Kane asked with his usually smile hoping he'd get a new crew mate by the end of the day. Kane then ate the last bit of soup and drank the last of his drink, while waiting for his response.

[Mist]

(Posting with Menma's permission)

A crisp clear day had began in the North Blue city of Micqueot.The suns light gleaning town on the olden town. The many baroque style buildings and home seeming to smile greeting the new day. Everything a little more cheerful on this day. A pair of blue eyes can be seen on a reflective glass. Staring out over the city. The glass remaining forever perched in between stones of a manor on the most upper level of the manor. The pair of eyes blinked. Slowly moving around to gaze upon the town.

A small smooth exaggeration of breathing could be heard as the owner of the eyes made a sigh. The eyes moving away from the tall window as it stared on the contents of the room. A fine elegant room lined with white furniture. The room was not the purest of whites as other colors splashed around the room to make it stand out. The eyes peeking onto a mirror with a golden frame.

A pale woman staring into the reflection. She wore soft silk lavender buttoned shirt and pajama pants. Her hair of a medium purple was curled and frizzy from sleep. The soft hue of her pink lips curved up into a smile. Her pail hands reach for the bottom of her shoulder length hair then raised both arms up for a good stretch. As she raised her arms the hair became neat and wavy as she raised her arms. No longer messy but prompt and tidy.

Going over to the closet to check her wardrobe. Choosing a nice white button shirt and black skirt. Getting dressed with her chosen outfit. Over to the side she glanced over to an abominable atrocity. A marine sea recruit uniform. What a truly hideous piece of clothing. Instead she took the navy blue bandana and her black dress shoes that are paired with the uniform. Tying the navy blue bandana around her neck. She despised wearing hats. Taking the marine hat clearly labeled "MARINE" and placing it on her back.

Her purple hair shifted and seemed to grow over the hat entangling it. Hiding the hat within it locks. Now she was dressed to kill for the day, figuratively speaking of course. Spraying on some flowery perfume before exiting her room. Walking throughout the manor belonging to the La'mode family. Another family member coming down the hallway. Its no secret that the marine woman was the heir of the family business, Diamond La'mode. However her family hated her as she became a marine and even gave away half of the many different family businesses to the public.

Diamond could have sworn she heard a nasty comment made to her by the family member. "How rude" she said and she jumped over to the family member. Her left leg lifting up high into the air. Kicking the member in their face knocking them back. "Be sure to remember that this manor belongs to me. You are living here because I have shown pity on you." she said in a stern matter before changing direction to the stairs and exiting the manor. While she was a rich brat herself she had something her family didnt. Values on something that isnt selfish. Which driven her to the marines.

Stepping out onto the daylight. The suns rays shining down upon her. The mascara she wore giving off a glistening image. As she walked off the courtyard. Diamond was just a new marine starting out yet for the time being she had not much direction to go with the career. She figured she would explore her hometown a little before she left for true marine work. A little exploration on the city seemed like a good way for her to give off her final goodbye to the city.

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