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23 July 2011 @ 12:39 am
The Battle is Ovah! [#008]  
Title: The Battle is Ovah! [#008]
Fandom: Iron Chef (Japan), general
Characters: Kenji Fukui, vague mentions of other Iron Chef personalities
Prompt: 008. I'm finding my own words, my own little stage; my own epic drama, my own scripted page
Word Count: 535
Rating: G
Summary: A brief story of Fukui-san's hour commentating on the food.
Author's Notes: Fukui-san is one of the commentators. For this story, I'm using the dubbed Fukui-san. Some of this is true. I don't own Fukui-san, though.

My whole life revolves around this, for the most part. Come in early and leave late. I’m not one of the Iron Chefs, but my job is just as important as theirs is. I’m not the Chairman of the Gourmet Academy, but I’m just as important as he is. I could go on and on about whom I’m not, but instead of that, I’ll tell you who I am.

I’m Kenji Fukui. You might have heard of me; or if not, you’ve certainly heard me. I’m that guy who sits off to the side and commentates on what you see on your screen at home. It’s my job to partially help the viewer understand what’s going on. However, I don’t do it alone. I have Yukio Hattori and Shinichiro Ohta helping me out. But I believe that in the end, most of what needs to happen comes from me.

I was so lost in the early days of the show and the Gourmet Academy. When I was first doing my job, I felt like there was too much monotony going on. I kept looking at a screen in front of me, and my play-by-play was just awful. If the knife went up on the screen, I’d say that the knife went up. And when it went down, that’s what I said. It sounded pretty embarrassing.

But as the weeks went on, I felt like I could open up. Towards the 1994 year, that’s what I did. Gone were the monotonic motions. I brought in my own little quips. I’d say things like “we are set, let’s get it on” and “bang a gong, we are on”. The second line almost had a T-Rex kind of vibe to it – and you know what I’m talking about – get it on, bang a gong; get it on. But I also added a few other terms to my vocabulary.

Flamola was one of them. Every time someone shot some flames up about two or three feet, I’d say that there was flamola action happening on either the Iron Chef or the challenger’s side of the kitchen. The instant I said that, I got looks from a judge sitting next to me. She wondered just what the hell I was saying, and I explained it to her after the hour of cooking was over.

That was another thing that I did. Instead of saying that the battle was over, I’d say something like “ovah”. Now that got looks from not only the judges, but also Hattori and anyone else with a headset on. I couldn’t have cared less about their reactions. I had gotten the hang of this position for a while, so why couldn’t I put my own little spin to some of the things I said?

People seemed to enjoy it over the course of time. They learned that even though I had this script of sorts in front of me, I was going to turn it around and make it my own. Gone are the days of talking about a knife went up and down on the cutting board. The days of Kenji Fukui mentioning flamola and how “we are set, let’s get it on” have arrived.
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