Fandom 34: Gitaroo Man
[Title] After Saving the World
[Fandom] Gitaroo Man
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Set post-game. U-1 wishes he were still a hero.
U-1 was so steeped in boredom and a stuffy room that it was some time before he registered that Puma was talking to him.
"Come on, U-1 -" The dog was scrabbling at the blankets, trying to climb up onto the bed - "Are you really going to lie there forever?"
"I can lie here forever if I want to," U-1 said, not even bothering to scowl at Puma. "It's my room."
"I thought you'd decided to turn over a new leaf," Puma said. "You know; realise your old dreams were hopeless, pull yourself out of your miserable rut and do something!"
"I did do something! I saved an entire alien civilisation! I transformed into some kind of half-man-half-guitar-half-Gundam! I... I met a girl..." U-1 realised he didn't want to think about Kirah right now, and carried on, "And I realised I'm a hopeless skateboarder and trying to impress Pico that way will never work. What am I supposed to do now?"
A pause, during which the only sound that could be heard was Puma's claws clattering on the floor. Eventually, the dog said, "Join a band?"
U-1 snorted.
"What? You did all those things with the aid of your Gitaroo. Those things are just like guitars -"
"Except they don't shoot lasers -"
"Except they don't shoot lasers, yeah, but apart from that..."
"It won't be the same," U-1 said, and heard his voice sink a little lower with gloom. "When I was Gitaroo Man, it was different. I wasn't me, I was somebody way better. Somebody really awesome - ow!"
Puma had managed to leap up onto the bed, and nipped at his hand.
"What was that for?" U-1 demanded, flapping his hand and shoving the dog off the bed again.
"Gitaroo Man is you," Puma said, rolling his eyes. "And you are Gitaroo Man. When you said you could do anything, it was you saying it. Of course joining a band won't be the same, but it'll be something. You can't spend the rest of your life in here. Besides, I want to go for a walk."
U-1 sat up. In the back of his mind, he could remember playing the guitar to Kirah on a faraway beach. No lasers. No fighting. No terrified onlookers. Just him, and a girl, and the ssh of the waves, and a guitar, the strings hard under his sweating fingers.
He kept the scowl on his face, but deep down, he wasn't at all sure that Puma wasn't right.
[Fandom] Gitaroo Man
[Rating] G
[Notes/Summary] Set post-game. U-1 wishes he were still a hero.
U-1 was so steeped in boredom and a stuffy room that it was some time before he registered that Puma was talking to him.
"Come on, U-1 -" The dog was scrabbling at the blankets, trying to climb up onto the bed - "Are you really going to lie there forever?"
"I can lie here forever if I want to," U-1 said, not even bothering to scowl at Puma. "It's my room."
"I thought you'd decided to turn over a new leaf," Puma said. "You know; realise your old dreams were hopeless, pull yourself out of your miserable rut and do something!"
"I did do something! I saved an entire alien civilisation! I transformed into some kind of half-man-half-guitar-half-Gundam! I... I met a girl..." U-1 realised he didn't want to think about Kirah right now, and carried on, "And I realised I'm a hopeless skateboarder and trying to impress Pico that way will never work. What am I supposed to do now?"
A pause, during which the only sound that could be heard was Puma's claws clattering on the floor. Eventually, the dog said, "Join a band?"
U-1 snorted.
"What? You did all those things with the aid of your Gitaroo. Those things are just like guitars -"
"Except they don't shoot lasers -"
"Except they don't shoot lasers, yeah, but apart from that..."
"It won't be the same," U-1 said, and heard his voice sink a little lower with gloom. "When I was Gitaroo Man, it was different. I wasn't me, I was somebody way better. Somebody really awesome - ow!"
Puma had managed to leap up onto the bed, and nipped at his hand.
"What was that for?" U-1 demanded, flapping his hand and shoving the dog off the bed again.
"Gitaroo Man is you," Puma said, rolling his eyes. "And you are Gitaroo Man. When you said you could do anything, it was you saying it. Of course joining a band won't be the same, but it'll be something. You can't spend the rest of your life in here. Besides, I want to go for a walk."
U-1 sat up. In the back of his mind, he could remember playing the guitar to Kirah on a faraway beach. No lasers. No fighting. No terrified onlookers. Just him, and a girl, and the ssh of the waves, and a guitar, the strings hard under his sweating fingers.
He kept the scowl on his face, but deep down, he wasn't at all sure that Puma wasn't right.