There was a discussion a while back (well, hey...
it was over a week ago, ne?) about fanfiction done
in the style of a well-known author, and this beginning
popped into my head this morning.  I'm gonna be 
working more on this over the rest of the week, 
but I just wanna see who recognizes this for now.

(GET ON WITH IT!!)  Okay, okay... sheesh.

*****

The stage is dimly lit, and empty, and the audience 
awaits the featured speaker.  He walks onstage, 
carrying a metre-high three-legged stool.  He sets
it down, center stage front, and as the spotlight falls
upon him, we notice the dark circles under his eyes.
He has aged twenty years or so since we recall him,
but it is clearly Hikaru Gosunkugi.  His days of dabbling 
with voodoo long behind him, he now holds forth 
weekly on this very stage, and his gravy-like voice 
(well, it's brown and lumpy, anyway, as he would say) 
is carried across Japan on NHK public radio.

The audience is silent as he begins his monologue:

"It's been a quiet week in the Nerima ward, my home
town -- which is rather unusual..."

*****

I've got a story of sorts, and a fair amount of Keilloresque
descriptions, but it's got some holes I need to work on.
Meanwhile, whaddya think?  Does it have possibilities?
Lemme know.

Itsu mo,
Ucchan   ^_^

*****

"Yo quiero Pachelbel"

Joketsuzoku - where all the women are strong, anyway...
                    I dunno about the men being handsome
                    or the children being above average...