User blog:Meta07/Fanfic: Encore - Prologue and Chapter 1

Some words before we start
Just because I have some things to say, alright?

So, today I, despite being a hopeless, puny girl struggling with everything art and literature, decided to start a new fanfic that doesn't have anything to do with Bloons. No, really! No popping, no wars, no tracks, no hating on blimps, no ominous bloon-ish evil mastermind. Then why is it even here, you ask?

The answer is simple: It's set in the same universe as Eternal Wars. A short time after everything in Eternal Wars has been resolved, in fact! (So you may see some spoilers here and there if you're still looking forward to more Eternal Wars...)

But wait! If it's not about the war between bloons and monkeys then what the hell can it be about?! Well, to be straight, it's... just a musical fanfic.

Yeah, so I was obviously way too obsessed with K-On! and Love Live! there, but anyway, I just suddenly feel the urge to write a slice-of-life anime about a monkey (though the word "monkey" doesn't mean much in the Eternal Wars universe, really) music band even though I know only a very few of you will be interested in something like this. So, if you are looking for some adventure or combat, or maybe political debates and ideas on meanings of nations (?!), go read something else. Eternal Wars, maybe, so I can be happy, haha.

Grand Attopia Palace, 3:00 PM
Aria: Meh, I'm so bored...

Genesis Bloon: What is it that has bored you again, my little princess?

Aria: There's nothing too interesting going on... Especially, you know, hardly anyone likes and actively participate in creating good modern music... Like, you know, nobody wants to form a band and create songs with me, except for Spica...

Sean: But isn't that just because you suck?

Aria: Ah shut up! *slaps Sean in the face*

Sean: OW! What was that for?!

Kohaku: Obvious reasons.

Spica: But my sister doesn't suck...

Random Bloons: But my princess, we'll always be by your side! We will do anything to make you happy, because your cute face looks less cute when sad and... uhm... Yeah, so we..

Aria: Can anyone of you play an instrument?

All the bloons then point their heads down in embarassment.

Aria: Che...

Spica: Well, I have an idea then!

Aria: Yes, sister?

Spica: Why don't we contact Phoenicia and ask her to host a global musical tournament on behalf of Celestia? Seeing how big they are, they can easily do that! And then, you can ask to work with the winners to make more music?

Aria: That'd be fantastic, sister! But how did you suddenly come up with that?

Spica: Well, I got that idea from listening to that alien up there spitting out bovine-animals'-by-product!

Spica says so as she points toward the sky in the palace's garden, and when Aria looks up there, she sees an "ominous" UFO shooting colorful strobe lights everywhere, with a gigantic disco ball at its center.

Aria: ...-____________- I guess I still haven't seen enough weird things...

Meanwhile, the alien inside the UFO says through the saucer's megaphones:

???: Greetings puny... Erm... damn, I can't say "humans", and here I thought I could finally say that line like all those badass villains! "Monkeys"? Nah, there are two intelligent races down there, ehh... wait a sec, guys! Let me think of a way to generalize you guys first and then..

Aria: JUST SAY WHATEVER THE HELL YOU WANT TO SAY ALREADY!!!

Spica: A...Aria?

Aria: S...sorry, I'm blue today.

???: EEK! Ok then! I'm Hayek Wooargh, and if you Meta Planet-ings don't host a global musical tournament just because I like it I'll just destroy the world for no reasons at all!

Spica: See?

Aria: WTF?! Where the heck did you come from?

???: Hey, Meta just sent me here so this fanfic has a reason to start!

Aria: *sigh* Really... only if that derp of an author gets any better at this...

...Ouch.

Spica: Ok, then! *opens phone* Ms. Phoenicia, I have a request...

Amagaku High School, 8:00 AM
It's yet another Saturday-morning-where-the-students-have-to-go-to-school-anyway., and Hitomi once again goes to school with a frown on her face and an electric guitar on her back. But today, that guitar is not for playing. It's for sale. She's had enough of the music club and its audience. No one ever appreciates her. She's good, she knows it. But wherever she goes, there's always someone better than her at it nearby stealing all the love. It's no use. Too many people play the guitar, it's hopeless. She can play, but she can never get the spotlight. And then someone said her voice was annoying, which was the spilling drop. Enough teeth-grinding, today she'll end it once and for all! She plans to resign from the Music Club, then sell this guitar for good so she can finally be free. But she wonders where should she go next. Literature Club, maybe?

However, she's then distracted from the thoughts by a large crowd standing before a large poster near the school gate. Being curious as she is (and seriously, who isn't, seeing something like that), she then takes a look just to see what happened. And there she sees this written on the poster:

Hitomi: Che...

Just as Hitomi is quietly moving away, her energetic best friend Himawari approaches her from behind.

Himawari: HEY! Hitomi-chan! That sure sounds like fun! Wanna try?

Hitomi: ...No, Thank You!

Himawari: Awww, but you've always been interested in things like this! See? You just made a reference yourself! Should we go? Should we go? Pretty please? *puppy eyes*

Hitomi: Look, leave me alone! I'm planning to QUIT music, ok?!

Himawari: *shocked* W...what did you say?!

(Opening Sequence)
 ...Ok, I need to learn how to make a real OP sequence some time...

Amagaku High School, 9:30 AM (recess)
Himawari: *approaches Hitomi and slams her table with all her force* WHAT THE FUNNILY SADISTIC OCCURENCE?!!!

Hitomi: I've had enough, Himawari...

Himawari: B...but, you just want to abandon everything you've done like that? After..

Hitomi: What gives? I have other skills, I'm fine.

Himawari: Really? Even if you know better than anyone else that music is the best of your skills?! Even when..

Hitomi: There are better ones out there, Himawari...

Himawari: *cries* EVEN WHEN I'VE LEARNT TO DRUM JUST FOR YOU?!!!

Hitomi: W... ... ... what did you just say?!

Himawari: I wanted to be with you, Hitomi-chan... You said you've never gotten the spotlight, you said you were so alone when you play...

Hitomi: ... Che...

Himawari: So I wanted to form a band with you! Even though I didn't know anything about music, nothing about managing a band, either... but I tried. I just thought if I can at least play something I can slowly form a band around you... I was just planning to ask to enter the Music Club to practice with you and yet...

Hitomi: Hima-chan...

Himawari: Look, don't do this, Hitomi-chan! You can still start over! We can still form a band and..

Hitomi: WHAT KIND OF BAND CAN WORK WITH JUST A GUITARIST AND A DRUMMER?!!! PLUS YOU AREN'T EVEN GOOD AT THE DRUMS YET ANYWAY! WHAT GIVES?!

Himawari: H...Hitomi-chan...?! *slaps Hitomi* *cries* THAT'S IT! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU! FINE! QUIT! ROT INTO OBSCURITY LIKE A TOTALLY UNSKILLED NEET B**CH!!! *runs away while crying*

As Himawari runs away and Hitomi points her head down in despair, a tall girl with long black hair and cold, sharp eyes behind glasses approaches Hitomi from behind and pats her shoulder, then closes her eyes and sighs.

--TO BE CONTINUED--