[The Ladies from Rokkenjima Live Act]

[golden_dream]

[Day 7]

[Rosa has been walking with a definite limp and missing a shoe since Eva earned her rightful prize from breaking Rosa's toe. At least it was wrapped in a (strikingly blood-red) rag.]

I've been working on a song for us. I think I have a good idea.

[she'll offer her work... written on a cocktail-napkin from the bar.]

[ "It's Raining Again Today in Rokkenjima"

I loved you. Only you.
I believed in your words, soft and true.
I searched, searched all around.
But you were no where to be found.
This island's untamed forest is dark and gray.
Aah! Rokkenjima... is rainy again today.

I gifted you my heart.
And yet you had to part.
I searched for you in our secret place.
But you had vanished without a trace.
When, when will true love ever come my way?
Aah! Rokkenjima... is rainy again today.

The cold wind scatters the leafs.
The cold rain won't allow me to breathe.
The tears, the tears continue to fall.
Around my heart, I erected a wall.
There is nothing left for me, but to drink my pain away.
Aah! Rokkenjima... is rainy again today. ]

...

How about it?

[... it is heavily derivative of another well-known song.]

Comments

[how_to_succeed]

Well, it's hardly original, but it will do, I think. The young people probably won't know it, in any case.

[golden_dream]

The young people!?

[meatitfeedson]

Rosa-san is still one of the young people, you know?

[golden_dream]

We're... hardly anyone in this room could be considered old. Father might be called 'old'.

[certainly not to his face.]

[meatitfeedson]

We're not old fogies, but Eva-neesan and I are twice the age of most people here, we have grown children.

[golden_dream]

[blinks, did Battler count... no, it was safer not to point that out.]

Anyway, that point is irrelevant enough. They'll think it's great. --Surely.

I don't know. Do we have another idea?

[meatitfeedson]

[He counts because her son would have been the same age... He might not have grown up, but she still had a baby 18 years ago!]

No, I like this one, we should run with it. Do you play an instrument, Eva-neesan? Even if you haven't touched it in twenty years, that's fine.

[golden_dream]

[nods] And we'll have to decide who does the singing...

[meatitfeedson]

That's right - if neither of you feel you can, then I don't mind, it just isn't something I'm going to excitedly volunteer for.

[golden_dream]

...I can do it, I suppose. I'd have the most reason to be invested since I wrote the thing. But if Eva-nee-san wants to...

[meatitfeedson]

It might be good for the sake of an even point distribution, if that's how this will be, to all take an extra job or two besides playing. Say if you've written the song and will do the vocals, then I could take care of costumes and Eva-neesan could come up with a plan for lighting? Or something along those lines, anyway.

[golden_dream]

Right... at the very least, I won't be doing much dancing like this.

[how_to_succeed]

Not to imply you're not young, of course, but there are plenty of children here, aren't there?

[She probably totally did mean to imply that you're not young.]

[golden_dream]

... I suppose you're right.