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mariokirby’s Fanfiction (subject to failure)
OniZetto:
It is nothing since this is a fan fiction :) Nothing is "wrong" in "your story."
But I do think you need to be a bit more creative... :P
mariokirby:
Thanks for the feedback.
There will be more creativity once I introduce more made up characters, new scenes, and the producer's history. I don't want to deviate too much from the Idolm@ster universe since it might turn off people.
OniZetto:
Actually, if you can turn the story into something different, it may be even more interesting. That's the advantage of a fan fiction: no certain limitation, as long as you keep their identity and personality intact, plus a constructive plot.
If you're able to do a cross-over with other game or anime, it can be even better ;) I've always thinking about an Ace Combat combination, but just don't have time to complete the plot.
mariokirby:
Well, I was planning on having the idols act out scenes similar to what they performed in the action drama (episode 26) and Neumrihime (in the movie). The producer will be there to assist Chihaya and might be pulled into a role since one of the actors was sick in the hospital.
Plus, I might have them try acting in other movies/dramas as well. I know it's not what you have in mind, but it's hard to completely do something different. Especially, when there aren't too many things I like. And the things that I do like probably won't make good cross-overs anyway.
I know Grace can pull it off. But, I don't have that talent since my writing is way too shallow.
mariokirby:
The Long Wait
Mami: “Hey, Piyo-chan. Tell us more ” she impatiently requests while jumping in front of Kotori with her arms up.
Ami: “Yeah, Piyo-chan. Don’t leave us hanging” she said immediately afterwards while jumping in front of Kotori in the same manner as her sister.
Kotori: “Huh? Uh?” she replied with bewilderment. “I don’t know much about the details, but I believe he’s from America, and he has a lot of talent.” She smiles and says, “So, he’ll be producing you guys from here on out”.
Chihaya: “This is very good news!” she happily rejoices while turning to face Haruka.
Haruka: “I know…right!” she smiles. “From now on we’ll all aim for top idol.”
Iori: “Well, it’s about time.” she grumbled. “Finally, someone recognizes my talents” she says while smirking and brushing her hair.
Makoto: “Or more like someone that recognized your need for talent ” she chuckled.
Iori: “Oh, shut up” she retorts while angrily pointed her finger at Makoto.
Azusa: “By the way, Kotori-chan” she asked while tilting her head and putting her finger next to her chin. “When is this new producer coming?”
Kotori: “Oh, right. Let’s see” she quietly replies to herself while looking at her phone. “If it’s 11:55 now and he’s expected to come 12:00”. Then she announces to everyone, “He’s coming in 5 minutes.”
Everyone looked shocked.
Ritsuko: “Wait! What!? Why didn’t tell us this earlier!?” she demanded while letting go of Miki who was rubbing her head from the pain of Ritsuko’s grip.
Kotori: “Eh! Well…uh…I knew about this a month ago, but I wanted save it as a surprise until the last week” she explains while nervously biting her lip. “But, then I completely for about it. I’m really sorry!!” she bawled while bowing.
Ritsuko: “Can’t be helped” she sighs while closing her eyes and placing her palm on her forehead. “Everyone get ready and clean up any mess around here!”
Yayoi: “Roger!” she replied automatically while dashing straight to the kitchen. “Iori, you come too!”
Iori: “What? Why? It’s not my job to clean” she objected.
Yayoi: “That’s not true! It’s everyone’s job” she scolds while grabbing Iori’s hand and dragging her.
Haruka: “Chihaya and I will handle the study area” she confidently states while placing her fist on her body.
Chihaya: “Yes, Haruka. Come. Let’s hurry up” she quickly gestures while picking up the magazines that were laid disorganized on the coffee table.
Makoto: “Yukiho and I will make tea” she asserted while entering the kitchen.
Yukiho: “Yes!” she happily complies and followed Makoto.
Azusa: “Hmm…I suppose I can start dusting the place” she muttered to herself as she picked up the feather duster from a jumbled closet.
Hibiki: “Takane, we got work to do” she exclaimed as she starts wiping the table in the living room. She shuts off the TV using the remote.
Takane: “Yes, I will be glad to assist your endeavor” she replies while straighten the pillows on the couch.
Mami: “Hey, Ami. What do we do?” she inquired while observing everyone’s cleaning.
Ami: “Hmm…..” she mutters out loud while crossing her arm and thinking deeply.
Kotori: “Could you please clean up the producer’s desk” she begged. “I used it as extra space for my belongings”
Mami + Ami: “Roger!” they exclaimed.
Ritsuko: “So, all there’s left is….” she mumbled while glaring at Miki.
Miki: “Huh? What are you looking at, Ritsuko…….san?” she asked nervously.
Ritsuko: “Your face and hair is a complete mess. Go straighten it out now!” she demanded.
Miki: “Y-yes!” she frightfully answered back as she rushes to the bathroom.
Makoto: “Whoa!! Turn off the stove Yukiho!!” she yelled when she noticed a paper towel that Iori tossed away near the stove caught on fire.
Yukiho: “Kyaaah” she panicked as she turns the gas stove knob off.
Yayoi: “Iori! Throw away the napkins in the trash!” she admonishes while picking up the burning napkin with thongs and rinses it in the sink.
Iori: *gasp*“…sorry” she pleads while looking down.
Chihaya: “Um..Haruka. Where do we put these magazines?” she asks while carrying a stack of magazines.
Haruka: “Uhh…good question” she thinks while turning her head. She was holding a stack of magazines as well.
Ami: “Place them here” she enthusiastically answers while pointing to a pile of junk the twins gathered. “Takane and Hibiki already placed their things here too.”
The time is 12:00. The idols managed to “clean” the office though its uncertain if the place was any better than before. One can find conspicuous heaps of stuff underneath sheets as the idols tried to clear everything out of sight. Azusa somehow ended up dusting the rooftop instead of the office. Iori almost set the kitchen on fire.
Ritsuko: “Alright, everyone stand straight” she ordered. “And be on your best behavior”
Everyone: “Yes!”
Haruka: “I wonder what the producer is like?” she nervously whispers to Chihaya.
Chihaya: “I don’t know, but we’ll find out” she smiles.
Apparently, each of the idols have their own preconceived conception of an “ideal” producer in their minds as there are waiting.
Haruka was imagining a producer who is a great pastry chef.
Haruka: (“I hope he can teach me new recipes”)
Chihaya was imagining a producer who is a fat, jolly opera singer.
Chihaya: (“He could help me with my singing”)
Miki was imagining a producer who is a very handsome guy.
Miki: (“I want to out with him”)
Takane was imagining a producer who is a top chef.
Takane: (“I would love try his cooking”)
Hibiki was imagining a producer who loves hiking and pets.
Hibiki: (“I can’t wait to play table tennis with him”)
Azusa was imagining a producer who is a world celebrity.
Azusa: (“I’d love to travel the world with him”)
Yukiho was imagining a female producer who is kind and generous.
Yukiho: (“We’re going to be best friends”)
Iori was imagining a producer with the mannerism of a handsome butler.
Iori: (“Well, he might be useful to me”)
Yayoi was imagining a producer who is like a big brother.
Yayoi: (He’s going to teach all sorts of things”)
Ami and Mami were imagining a producer who is a gamer.
Ami + Mami: (“Finally. Two-players was too boring”)
Makoto was imagining a producer who was a women’s fashion designer.
Makoto: (“I’m going go for the girly looks this time”)
The time is now 12:15. The idols are shifting around as they wait for their unpunctual producer.
Ritsuko: “Hmm…he seems to be a little late” she mutters as she glances at her watch.
Miki: “I’m hungry” she complains while grumpily looking down and her hand on her stomach.
Hibiki: “Hey, Kotori. When’s he coming?” she insisted while facing Kotori.
Kotori: “Um..uh…he should be here anytime minute” she replied with uncertainty. “I’m sure he’s on his way”
The idols by then have started to sit down while continuing to wait. The office was silent as they nervously shift their gaze from their iPhones to the door and then back to their phones to see the time. In their minds they were each planning on how to make a good 1st impression in front of their new producer. Their impatience grew with each passing minute.
The time is 12:45.
Iori: “Oh my god! Where is he!?” she shouted while lightly slamming the coffee table with her phone. She is still holding on to her stuff bunny with the other arm.
Yayoi: “I wonder if he’s lost?” she worriedly asks.
Mami and Ami were sitting on the couch with their faces flat on the coffee table.
Ami: “Ugh…I can’t wait any longer” she moans.
Mami: “Use a phoenix down if I don’t wake up” she grumbles.
Azusa: “Hmm…I hope we aren’t waiting here all day” she mutters with her eyes closed.
Yukiho: “Makoto…do you she might be a scary person?” she anxiously asks.
Makoto: “That’s not important right now” she quickly retorts with a glower look.
Takane: “Wait!” she announces as she stood from the couch. “I hear footsteps”
Kotori: “Ah, see? I told you he was coming” she proclaims with pride.
Ritsuko: “It’s 1:00!” she replied while clenching her teeth. “He’d better have a good excuse for making his idols wait for an hour. I would never
do such a thing to my idols” she proudly states while patting her chest.
Ami + Mami: “Oh, no Ritsuko-chan. You do much worse than this” they quietly grumbled while scowling at her.
All the idols stood together nervously in the middle of the office as the door slowly opened. The moment they’ve been waiting for has finally arrived. The person that will step into the light will be their guardian for their professional career. An angel who will lift them high to where few idols have gone. And, will make their dream a reality. The future they look forward to is now in sight. That is Top Idol.
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A short, overweight man wearing a cap and carrying an insulated food bag steps in.
“I have a lunch delivery for Takagi-san” announces the delivery man. He takes out a ramen bowl from his insulated food bag.
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