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The Greatest Scoop
May. 26th, 2016 10:09 pmThis is a kind of strangely named universe. Anzu's anything but a paparazzi. But I didn't think of naming it anything else.
The idea for this 'verse actually came to me while I was dancing Dance Central, funnily enough. Paparazzi, to be exact, and I was thinking about Yugioh, which somehow mixed with the game graphics of red and gold lights, and the next thing I know, Anzu's a reporter and Yami's dancing all sexy on the stage.
Yami Superstar by Kitty-Cat-Angel on DeviantArt did not help matters.
And then Kaiba waltzed in with his Blue Eyes and demanded to stand on the stage, so there's a 'verse now. Have fun. I know me and the characters are.
~Dreamer~
Main Points:
Yugioh Paparazzi!Verse
Chapter Summary: Anzu's not excited for her new assignment.
Word Count: 570
Rating: teen
To many, Pharaoh doesn’t conjure up images of the pyramids and desert sands, but rather Egypt and leather, sex and power. The star among stars of BEWD Productions is perhaps best known for the concerts and music videos, rather than his music, and this is thought to be due to his signature appearance, mixing ancient and modern into a unique blend that gets fans’ hearts pumping. KaibaCorp is less well known for the ubiquitous holographic technology in every aspect of life, from advertising to education to research to industrial use, but it is likely that this holographic technology also contributed to the rise of a star, as the concerts are definitely not a thing to miss. Change of Heart, his latest single, climbed to the top of the charts practically overnight, and hundreds of schoolkids across the country sigh as paraphernalia is confiscated by teachers. However, the Pharaoh, like the other singers of the company, has been guarded jealously by the production manager Kaiba, every inch the dragon symbol of his company with his hoard. Recently, we were granted the permission for our own well-known dancer-turned-reporter Mazaki Anzu…
Anzu sighs and turns off the radio. “Well, that’s a new record on the fastest it takes to get to lying in one of these stories. Why don’t you just say ‘failed dancer’ and get it over with?”
“Well, Miho’s super jealous!” her friend joins her with their drinks, practically bouncing. “The Pharaoh’s amazing! But then, maybe Anzu-chan deserves to get a boyfriend so she stops frowning all the time!”
“I don’t frown all the time,” Anzu corrects and then quickly forces a smile. “And anyway, I’m not looking for some stuck up star to marry. You can have all the ‘princes’ to yourself, Miho.”
“Oh, come on, Miho can share!” Miho’s teasing, and Mazaki sighs again. “What’s the problem? Is he not your type?”
“If anything, he’d only sleep with me so that I write only good things about him. He’s not interested in some nobody who he’s only going to be working with for one story and that’s it. He’s attractive, but he doesn’t really have a personality. Generally, it’s just about looking sexy.” Anzu forces herself to be blunt, or Nosaka will continue with this line.
Miho blinks, completely confused, then reaches out a hand to cover Anzu’s in comfort. For some reason. “You underestimate yourself.”
“Or maybe I’m just realistic about my chances of some jaded, spoiled star falling in love with me.” She wants to pull her hand away, but doesn’t. “You actually have a chance.”
Miho pouts, looking really hurt for once. “You’ve always been a little cynical, Anzu-chan, but you’re the jaded one now. You have to believe. You have to try. If you don’t, you’ll never fail, but you’ll never live, either.” Her friend thinks for a moment, then smiles, holding out her pinky. “Here, a bet. If Anzu-chan doesn’t learn anything new by the end of this assignment, then Miho will owe her, a whole lot! And if Anzu-chan does start living again, then Miho wins!”
Anzu’s lips twitch despite herself. It’s hard to stay unhappy around Miho. She’s just always so bright and cheerful. “I’m not a zombie, you know,” she mutters, but Miho doesn’t take her hand, just leaves it waiting in the air. “Oh, fine.” She reaches out, too, and shakes her friend’s pinky with her own. “I pinky promise.”
The idea for this 'verse actually came to me while I was dancing Dance Central, funnily enough. Paparazzi, to be exact, and I was thinking about Yugioh, which somehow mixed with the game graphics of red and gold lights, and the next thing I know, Anzu's a reporter and Yami's dancing all sexy on the stage.
Yami Superstar by Kitty-Cat-Angel on DeviantArt did not help matters.
And then Kaiba waltzed in with his Blue Eyes and demanded to stand on the stage, so there's a 'verse now. Have fun. I know me and the characters are.
~Dreamer~
Main Points:
Yugioh Paparazzi!Verse
Chapter Summary: Anzu's not excited for her new assignment.
Word Count: 570
Rating: teen
To many, Pharaoh doesn’t conjure up images of the pyramids and desert sands, but rather Egypt and leather, sex and power. The star among stars of BEWD Productions is perhaps best known for the concerts and music videos, rather than his music, and this is thought to be due to his signature appearance, mixing ancient and modern into a unique blend that gets fans’ hearts pumping. KaibaCorp is less well known for the ubiquitous holographic technology in every aspect of life, from advertising to education to research to industrial use, but it is likely that this holographic technology also contributed to the rise of a star, as the concerts are definitely not a thing to miss. Change of Heart, his latest single, climbed to the top of the charts practically overnight, and hundreds of schoolkids across the country sigh as paraphernalia is confiscated by teachers. However, the Pharaoh, like the other singers of the company, has been guarded jealously by the production manager Kaiba, every inch the dragon symbol of his company with his hoard. Recently, we were granted the permission for our own well-known dancer-turned-reporter Mazaki Anzu…
Anzu sighs and turns off the radio. “Well, that’s a new record on the fastest it takes to get to lying in one of these stories. Why don’t you just say ‘failed dancer’ and get it over with?”
“Well, Miho’s super jealous!” her friend joins her with their drinks, practically bouncing. “The Pharaoh’s amazing! But then, maybe Anzu-chan deserves to get a boyfriend so she stops frowning all the time!”
“I don’t frown all the time,” Anzu corrects and then quickly forces a smile. “And anyway, I’m not looking for some stuck up star to marry. You can have all the ‘princes’ to yourself, Miho.”
“Oh, come on, Miho can share!” Miho’s teasing, and Mazaki sighs again. “What’s the problem? Is he not your type?”
“If anything, he’d only sleep with me so that I write only good things about him. He’s not interested in some nobody who he’s only going to be working with for one story and that’s it. He’s attractive, but he doesn’t really have a personality. Generally, it’s just about looking sexy.” Anzu forces herself to be blunt, or Nosaka will continue with this line.
Miho blinks, completely confused, then reaches out a hand to cover Anzu’s in comfort. For some reason. “You underestimate yourself.”
“Or maybe I’m just realistic about my chances of some jaded, spoiled star falling in love with me.” She wants to pull her hand away, but doesn’t. “You actually have a chance.”
Miho pouts, looking really hurt for once. “You’ve always been a little cynical, Anzu-chan, but you’re the jaded one now. You have to believe. You have to try. If you don’t, you’ll never fail, but you’ll never live, either.” Her friend thinks for a moment, then smiles, holding out her pinky. “Here, a bet. If Anzu-chan doesn’t learn anything new by the end of this assignment, then Miho will owe her, a whole lot! And if Anzu-chan does start living again, then Miho wins!”
Anzu’s lips twitch despite herself. It’s hard to stay unhappy around Miho. She’s just always so bright and cheerful. “I’m not a zombie, you know,” she mutters, but Miho doesn’t take her hand, just leaves it waiting in the air. “Oh, fine.” She reaches out, too, and shakes her friend’s pinky with her own. “I pinky promise.”
