eswareinmal | Looking for an idol...

Characters: Gunpei, a bunch of adoring townspeople, and YOU!
Open? Ohhhh, yes.
Where: On a hastily-erected stage in the middle of town.
When:GHB 10
What: Gunpei needed to find the best musician in town to defeat a terrifying monster. The townspeople found out. Things escalated quickly. Gunpei is sorry about that.
Warnings: Potentially terrible singing?

Things have gone just a little overboard since Gunpei came back to town in the hopes of finding someone who could make enough beautiful music to take care of the terrible monster he found in the Two-Faced Forest. Somehow, the townspeople had gotten wind of Gunpei's hastily put-together plan, and they had misinterpreted things and taken matters into their own hands. Overnight, a small team of townspeople had erected a stage and festival area, and it was clear that they now expected a show.

They'd also shoved Gunpei into an emcee role, just because this whole thing had been his idea in the first place, right? It was a strange way of dealing with a monster, but hey, they weren't complaining. Gunpei, for his part, looked utterly mortified at how things were spiraling out of control.

So, what's it going to be? Sing? Rescue the hapless Prince? Careful, the townspeople are very interested in seeing how everyone performs.

Oh, yeah, and that monster in the Two-Faced Forest? The one that started all of this? It's not exactly getting any smaller...

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"Yeah, they do that." Gunpei winced a bit. "But there really is a sound-sensitive monster out there in the forest. It keeps getting bigger, but pleasant noises make it shrink. Someone needs to go out there and try to serenade it back to a manageable size."

He sighed. "I was trying to find the best person for the job, but they kind of went crazy with things." As he spoke, the crowd was clearly getting restless. They were all calling for the new contestant to go forth and sing for them. "Yeah, I don't think they're going to let you off this stage until we see if you're up for the job..."

"You've got to be kidding." Kay stared at the crowd, pulling a face. They had swelled up around the stage, and though he hated to admit it, Gunpei was right. They didn't look like they'd let him through. And while he could transform and jump to freedom, Kay didn't want to give away the fact that he was a werewolf so soon.

So it was either blow his secret, or lose his dignity.

Kay settled on his dignity. "Do I have to?" he complained, one last time. His tone was that of a man who saw defeat.

Gunpei shrugged sympathetically. "I saw a few of them out there with baskets of rotten fruit. If they get angry..." He let the threat of bombardment by rancid produce hang.

"Just go out there and sing a few bars. I don't think they're a really discerning audience or anything; they eat up anything us 'heroes' do."

Kay huffed and rolled his eyes, the very picture of an irritated teenager being forced to do something he didn't like. He stepped forward to the front of the stage. What the hell was he even going to sing?

He cleared his throat, then began the first song that came into his head. Unfortunately, Kay didn't know it very well, and flawlessly gave off the impression he was going for: that he was an asshole teenager who didn't give one single damn about things like the key or lyrics.

Eat that up, villagers.

Gunpei fought the urge to outright cover his ears in a show of "Well, this is terrible." He was just waiting for the crowd to open up

There was a moment of stunned silence from the villagers as they tried to process the spectacle they had just witnessed--and then they broke out into wild cheering. After all, they'd just had a hero sing for them, and showing proper respect and adulation was only to be expected! The hero must have regaled them with music from his homeland, even if all the music from his homeland must have sucked terribly if this were any indication!

Gunpei could only stare at the crowd in disbelief. Apparently they'd get excited for anything.

Kay's jaw just about hit the stage. He looked from Gunpei to the crowd, then back again.

"They're insane," he breathed in horrified wonder.

Gunpei looked just as shocked. "Yeah, at first, I thought they were all just really nice or something, but...they don't seem to have much sense..." Because, dude, that performance was horrible. "Quick, get off the stage before they want you to sing again!"

The way that adoring crowd was looking, calling for an encore was starting to seem rather likely, horror of horrors.

Oh god, no. They wouldn't. They couldn't. Kay wasn't entirely sure he had it in him to mangle another song that badly.

"Don't have to tell me twice. I'm outta here." Kay spun around and took off, jumping down the stairs two at a time until he was safely on the ground. With any luck, the crowd would find a new target on which to focus their adoring attention.

Looking for an idol...

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