"Live From the Fireside"
Week 1: The Giant's Captive
(real tale: The Giant's Captive)
A brown haired boy smiled as he relaxed in the makeup chair--another week, another round of songs, sketches, and his personal favorite, sharing a piece of the world's lore. Most of the time, it was one of the many folktales he had learned across five regions, but every once in a while, he would relate a tale from his travels or a family memory. The public loved every minute, and millions more tuned in across the world to see just what tale he would tell that week.
He didn't just stand on the stage and speak to his audience, either--he would perform the voices of almost every character, act out the action of the plot, and play interludes on various instruments; his favorite being the yellow brown acoustic guitar that awaited him in the wings.
"You're on in ten minutes, Brock." the makeup artist reminded him as he got up from the chair. Brock just smiled as if to tell the navy haired girl "I know." and jogged off to the wings, where he began to tune the waiting guitar, ever aware of the bustle of the crew and the house band's spirited reel entertaining the audience onstage.
Once satisfied his instrument was in tune, he started the familiar riff that began the rock classic "Wish You Were Here", but could only play it through once before the roar of the audience signaled that the house band had finished. My turn.
Guitar in tow, Brock made his way onstage while the lights were down and settled into a chair at center stage. He then started to play a more peaceful melody--the song that signaled to the theater audience and the millions more watching on TV around the world that he had a story to tell.
He began his tale as the last chord of his song faded away. "Once a fisherman and his son--let's call him Jiro--were at sea, when a terrifying giant appeared from the water and snatched Jiro from the boat. All Jiro's father could do was watch as his son was spirited away to the giant's lair." He played a tense riff for effect, making murmurs waft through the crowd. The giant took Jiro to a pitch black room and locked him inside, telling him to not light a fire under any circumstances."
The audience listened to the guitar's mournful melody as Brock went on. "Jiro huddled under a blanket, but the biting wind made him shiver, and on top of that, kept hearing ghostly noises. But with no fire, he couldn't tell if they were other prisoners or ghosts. On the third night, Jiro decided he was going to defy the giant's instructions and build a fire." He then stopped his song to interject "But with what?" Nervous giggles wafted through the crowd.
Giggles became uproarious laughter as Brock segued into the Mission Impossible theme. "So that night, Jiro snuck out of the cave, took one of the boats moored to the shore, and sailed back to his father's house. Once there, he requested some matches, flint, and tinder. As he hid the items in his son's clothing, Jiro's father told Jiro that if he was planning to escape the giant's lair, his wits would be the most valuable thing he could have." He stops the song to interject "Thankfully, the giant had no idea Jiro had gone and returned."
After playing a tense interlude, Brock went on. "Jiro lit his fire, and found out the source of the crying he had heard--a princess!" Some girls in the audience whispered excitedly as he continued. "She had not seen any light in some time, so she yelped in surprise when she saw the firelight. However, that surprised yelp was enough to wake the giant, and it chased after Jiro!" Gasps went up from the crowd at this as the guitar played a frantic melody.
Sighs of relief went up as the song calmed down, but all eyes were on Brock as he continued. "Jiro finally lost the giant and took shelter in an alcove somewhere on the island. As he caught his breath, Arceus appeared to him and said..." In a low and deep male voice, he intoned "Long has the giant caused suffering in the land, but if you were to slay him now, he would still live, as his soul is not in his body."
As himself, he interjected "Jiro asked Arceus how he could shatter the giant's soul, and Arceus replied..." In his "Arceus" voice again, Brock assured the audience "On the other side of the ocean in a palace courtyard stands a post. Hit this post with your finger, and a sword will fall down from the sky. With this sword, kill an Ekans in the forest, and a Buneary will appear and race away. Catch that Buneary and cut off its head, and a Pidove will appear. If you can catch the Pidove when it flies to heaven, an egg will fall, and in that egg is the giant's soul."
Some applause went up at Brock's skill at performing his persona. "Just as Arceus left Jiro, the giant discovered him!"
"Oh no!" a girl gasped, making some people laugh.
"Jiro was taken to a high mountain peak, where he was left to die." Brock continued. It pained him to tell this part, but at the same time, his favorite part of the story was coming up. "Jiro spent two days shivering in the cold before working up the courage to climb down. The mountain path led to a forest, where he found four mages arguing over how best to divide the meat of a Stantler they had killed. Jiro skillfully cut the Stantler into four even portions. The mages each gave Jiro a mystical gem as a reward for helping them. The fire mage gave Jiro a ruby that would grant him Entei's strength and power. The wind mage gave Jiro an amethyst that would allow him to soar like the twin Eons. The water mage gave Jiro a sapphire that would allow him to swim like Kyorge. The earth mage gave Jiro an emerald that would allow him to dig as masterfully as Celebi."
Awed murmurs went up from the crowd, but Brock just smiled, pleased that the audience was enjoying his tale. "Just then, the giant found Jiro again, but this time, Jiro was prepared--he held the ruby high and called..." He paused to play a D chord before he sang Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul...
The crowd applauded the sung gibberish phrase, but listened as Brock went on. "Sure enough, Jiro glowed red with the power of Entei's fire, and managed to throw the giant to the ground. While this didn't kill the giant by any means, it did buy Jiro enough time to get to the shore minutes before the spell wore off." He played a "running" melody before continuing "Knowing the giant could find him at any moment, Jiro held the sapphire high and called..." Brock paused to play another D chord before singing another gibberish phrase. Rou iitsa von selga vichi....
The sung phrase riveted the audience. "Jiro glowed blue with the power of water, and easily swam to the palace courtyard with Kyorge's speed and grace. He easily found the post and touched his finger to it, and just as Arceus had said, a beautiful sword fell from the sky and landed at his feet." Brock continued. "Jiro wasted no time in killing an Ekans, and just as Arceus had said, a Buneary darted from the brush. Jiro knew that a human had no chance of catching up to a Buneary naturally, so he found his amethyst and sang..." He played another D chord and sing another gibberish phrase, this one in a minor key. Karuto, iichiida shou...
A wind sound effect filled the room as Brock intoned "Jiro glowed with the purple energy of the wind, which gave him enough speed to catch up to the Buneary and cut off its head." He waited for the "wind" to die down before continuing "No sooner had he done this, did a Pidove appear and fly to the heavens...just as the spell wore off. So he evoked the amethyst again-- Karuto, ichiida shou....
The crowd listened for a sound effect of some kind, but no wind came. "This time, Jiro was able to soar through the sky, much like Latios and Latias. He caught up to the Pidove and caught it, causing an egg to fall from the sky. After he landed and the wind magic had worn off, he took the emerald and invoked the earth magic within." Brock then sang another gibberish phrase in D minor. Imultao, ame no ga bakeno... "Once Jiro had dug through the earth and located the egg, he returned to the island and smashed it on the rocks, killing the giant!" Cheers went up at this.
"The princess was elated that someone had finally set her free." Brock concluded over a triumphant interlude. "They returned to Jiro's homeland, where they fell in love and married not long after their adventure. But Jiro kept the four magic gems with him, just in case he needed their power again. So ends the tale of 'The Giant's Captive'"
YEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!" the crowd roared. Brock just set his guitar aside, got up from the chair, and took a sweeping bow for the crowd. Thank you all so much! he smiled. Enthusiastic crowds like this give me hope that the lore of our world will continue to flourish!