OakFlame

“What does it take to rise to the top?”
Most people might list a few things that contribute to success. 
Determination, talent. An unwavering will.
All of these things made sense, but there was also a different route.
When asked that same question, Elric would answer with a single word.
Ruthlessness.
Who cares if the opponent is better in every way if they never have a chance to compete?
You’re going to easily crush my crew’s runner in a sprint? Cool, let’s see you do it with a broken leg. 
Following in his father’s footsteps, Elric decides to start his own talent agency. 
Quickly finding himself butting heads with more… legitimate and powerful agencies, he falls back on his secret weapon.

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Job Poster: Elric Melov (SecretlyKind).
Request: Go to the singer “Alha Nulstaya’s” concert, boo and throw trash at her.
Rewards: A free Taco Gong burrito for the first 20 members to sign up, an introduction to a cute girl for the most verbose booer.
Current applicants: 516/20.

Idol Warfare: Villainous Talent Agency

Dozens of kilometers away from the hospital room, in another the next city over. 


A young man leaned over his computer screen, looking at the bottom of an article's comments section.


His fist clenched as he read over the last few messages that'd been sent there, and his lips curled into a smile.


'Now what? You mock my dad, now you're the one suffering! Your pretty little girlfriend isn't doing so well anymore, is she?!'


Josey slowly leaned back from his computer, but his eyes stayed fixed on the screen. A few other tabs sat open. SSSU school news. The hospital's website. Announcements for the singing competition.


'I wish I could see the results! Hah, he must be devastated! I wonder how badly she's injured!'


Josey's fingers slowly toyed with his computer mouse as he looked at the empty news pages.


'Should I go there? I want to see, I need to see it! Is he crying right now? Can his precious singer still perform?'


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