Tyson Interviews The Fanfiction Community.
MasKaiHilFantic~
"First off, let's introduce yourself to the wonderful Beyblade community. What is your name? And what made you start writing fanfiction? Come on, tell us who MasKaiHilFantic really is."
"Well... I go by many names, my boy. Some call me Mas, some call me Machu. Some call me the 'philosopher's light', others refer me as a 'shadow in the dark'. All in all, Granger, I am who I am. Honestly though, I prefer the term 'Elegant Violence' or 'The Phenomenal'. In case you're not aware - I'm MaskaiHilFantic, recognize. My name tells the entire story, I prefer Kai and Hilary to be together. And I think I know you well enough that you'll ask me why." She stopped for a brief moment to flash the retired champion a daring wink, "I write fanfictions, stories, essays, oh and I am a poet too. I used to write poems to give hope and show the brighter side of life, but recently I've been writing some dark stuff. I believe most humans are unfortunately not fit to be told the brighter side of life, they prefer a hard-ass reality check. So I tend to write loads of philosophically ambiguous topics, but nonetheless, I always prefer good over bad. But then again, who doesn't?"
'"My boy". Is he hitting on me?' - Tyson lit up with his eyes twinkling with excitement. "You sure are confident. I like this!" He chirped and sat up straight in his chair. He had grabbed his full attention, especially as he also was entertaining the audience.
Still, Tyson remained on track and he ran through his question card, "Now, in your story, 'Dental Distress'. It sounded very realistic and believable, especially with Max being so in-character. Was this story based on your personal experience, like, were you really Max going through all that?"
"No, but I have come across many such incidents, mostly in movies and in serials. It's rather added to my shock value when I come across an incident like this my in daily life. And considering Max and his binge for chocolate and considering Mariam and her ways of justice, which I like to personally refer as 'Southern Justice', I think Max might've been involved in a similar situation."
Accepting the answer, Tyson nodded and turned his attention to his next topic, "This is my favourite question to ask every author in this community. Who would you consider your rival to be?"
"I consider no one to be my rival. I consider everyone I meet to me my inspiration or teacher. I'd rather learn from others rather than try to beat them, because I heard form a wise person that no matter what you do, there will always be someone better than you. So why not learn?"
"Who is your favourite author? And why?" Tyson read from his cards of questions in a slow tone. "Also, what is your favourite story?"
"Without a shadow of a doubt, my dearies, Indigo Jupiter, Droplets of Blue Rain and AquilaTempestas. And if I have to go with non Beyblade I'd go for Marxist Mouse. In literature I prefer Mick Foley and Chris Jericho. Their writing styles have me glued to my seat.
My favorite stories are on my favorites list, but I love Indigo's 'You suck!' and 'Stranded,' Droplet's 'Eyes,' and 'As I'm your Sky,' Aquila's 'A Hero's Last Cry,' and 'Kai's party.' As well as random KaiHil fantics like 'Not All Dares make you suffer', 'One Night is forever', 'Pokies,' 'Forever Friends.' To save you all trouble, they all can be accessed on my favorite stories page."
The host then struggled to keep up with all the recommendations, so he just placed his cards over his lips and shot his camera crew a 'help me' glance. "You have quite a few favourites then. But that's a good thing, it shows you're more active in the community." He complimented whilst lowering his cards from his mouth – he was hoping his camera crew had caught all the information.
However, moving on – Tyson wriggled his eyebrows. He glanced over to the audience and flashed them his famous goofy smile. "What do you guys think? Do you think me and Hilary would make a cute couple?" He paused to watch their reaction, it was very mixed retort as some of them booed, yet others would cheer with enthusiasm.
'How weird.'~
"This audience never disappoints." The host laughed and focused his attention back to his guest, "What about you? Do you think me and Hilary make such a pairing?"
Machu then responded quickly with another cheeky wink, "I don't think you and Hilary would be a nice paring, with due respect."
"That's fair enough. After all, you do pair Hilary with Kai a lot. It's really interesting." Tyson nodded and then placed his question cards on to his lap as he shot his innocent brown eyes over to his supervisor, "Ann, do you think me and Hilary make a nice couple?"
Swallowing her mouthful of coffee, the blonde pouted her lips and took a brief second to register what was happening. She didn't understand why the guy would want her opinion when they could read each other like a book because they were so alike in character.
"I don't really want to get involved in this debate Tyson..."
"That's a no." He burst out laughing, "So there really is a divide on the topic. Which reminds me..." Tyson crossed his legs, "MasKaiHilFantic, do you like yaoi? And would you ever consider writing it?"
Sitting back in his chair with his eyes fixed on the host, Machu was watching Tyson's every move. They both were two very confident individuals who were keen to make this show entertaining for everyone.
"No, I am not against but I won't write it. Next question."
"Someone loves his questions, huh?" Tyson laughed nervously as he began to scratch the back of his head, he was quite shocked at the quick shut down on that topic, but he soon moved on. "Well, the next question is, who is your role-model?" He was always very curious to ask this question, especially as very few of them relate their role-models to a beyblade character.
"My Prophet Muhammed. As a proud Muslim I love him, I love him and his life style and his kindness, they win my heart. He would forgive even his worst enemies, people would say bad things about him and he'd pray for them. They'd annoy him, but he would still forgive them, he came into this world to teach us the best of manners. I feel so blessed when a sinner and pathetic human being like me is able to say the name Muhammed. I'd be given a million lives and yet, yet I won't be able to describe how great he is, and what a favor he did for us. Then come my parents, honestly Tyson, where we would be without our parents? We would be destroyed. We would be nowhere to be seen, their love and prayers keep me working hard and improving. Without them and their love and sincerity, I'd be nowhere. I feel so blessed to have such loving parents. And of course my teacher, who reignited my love and my passion for my religion Islam and made me strive to be a better person and to be humble and forgiving. Without my role models, I'd be an animal."
"That's a pretty powerful thing to say, that you'd be an animal without your rolemodels." He spoke openly from the heart.
Yet that sweet tension in the atmosphere didn't last long as Tyson got excited about the next topic. "Oh! This is a question that I have been dying to ask a fanfiction author. You know how you all have described what zodiac signs you are born under, why do you think people do that?"
Shrugging, the author squinted his eyes and answered, "Hmm, well I know next to nothing about astrology. But if a Scorpion tends to be humble, caring, nice, romantic, open and looks for good then yeah I've described myself in my fanfictions."
He was comparing himself to somebody already, and everyone in the room sensed this.
"Scorpios are romantic?" Tyson then burst out laughing and stuck up his thumb to the dark haired male, "Kai is a Scorpio and I couldn't see him being romantic, in fact, I couldn't see him keeping a door open for a lady. So, I guess, good on you for being more of a gentlemen than he is."
...But moving forwards...
"I see that in some stories like, 'Pure Ecstasy', you love to write some detailed lemons for your readers. You really describe every second with a realistic action." He chuckled for a brief second as the audience began to lean forward in their chairs, "Now my question is, why are your lemons so detailed? Is it for shock value? Is it for competition? Or do you just love to write about your personal experiences/fantasies?"
Max then burst out laughing in the audience because he couldn't believe how red his best friends face went, "He sure is uncomfortable talking about this subject, just look at him, he's fidgeting and losing his eye contact with his guest." He whispered to Rei, who too started to smirk at the scene.
"First off, I've never had sex, so get that out of your mind Granger. Well, about my lemons I stated read them a long time ago, more than five years to be approximate. And whilst reading them, I picked up notes, innuendoes and pointers, and when I could master enough strength, I began writing lemons with those pointers in my mind. Hmm, you can say that I like writing them 'detailed' because, well it's fun."
"Pointers? Well, I know what points during sex..."
"Max!" Rei gasped with an urge of laughter building up on the inside his toned stomach, "That was so inappropriate."
"Oh come on, you were thinking it too after he said he'd learn't the sexual innuendoes."
Machu rolls his eyes. "Good Lord, man..." he murmured to himself.
People sat in the audience couldn't help but snigger at Max and Rei's little whispers, they had been at it for the entire show. But that camera didn't leave the main man and his guest on that stage.
"What beyblader would you relate yourself to be?"
"Definitely Kai. I tend to stay calm and quiet like him, he tends to focus on the bigger and little things in life, like me. He and I very passionate about what we like and dislike, and we would do anything to get what we want. He acts mature and I try to act mature a well, hehe."
Tyson glanced the guest up and down, "Oh, I guess that would explain your deep blue shirt huh? Very Kai like. You just need those black pants and blue triangles on your face." He winked pulling out a pot of blue face paint from down the side of his armchair.
"Uh..." Machu tilted his head and frowned at Tyson, "Is that Kai's personal pot?"
"It sure is." The champion hopped out of his chair and personally handed the fanfiction author the pot of face paint. "You have to put that on at the end of the show dude. Then we will take a beautiful selfie together and snap chat it to Kai. He will love it!"
"Uh huh." Machu smiled, "I'm sure Kai would 'love' it."
"Okay, I've just heard in my ear piece that we haven't got long left buddy, so we are going to do a few quick round questions, are you ready?" Tyson questioned as he shuffled back onto his arm chair, "Of course you are, here we go. What's your favouri..."
He paused and shot the supervisor a dirty look, "That's such a girly question!"
"I like to know which fragrances smell nice?" Ann shrugged uselessly, "Now hurry up with your quick fire round."
Tyson groaned loudly as the audience laughed at him, so he decided to skip that question. "Have you got any gossip or updates on what we can expect..." He couldn't finish his words as his guest confidently turned to the supervisor and respond to her subjective.
"Hmm, don't a specific brand. If it smells good on me, then it smells good on me."
"Try Hugo Boss or Joop. Those smells lure in the ladies." Ann encouraged and mirrored her goofy smile at Tyson, "Keep going."
Fanning himself with his cards briefly, Tyson did just that, "What can we expect from you in the future then MaskaiHilFantic?"
"As of now, I'm busy with exams, who isn't? I am writing a poem which is philosophically one of the best things I'd do. After exams I'll jump back into the writing scene and hopefully write some wrestling, Naruto, Ed Edd n Eddy fanfictions. And of course, Beyblade and KaiHil will continue too."
"What's your guilty pleasure?"
"Lemons, of course."
"What habit annoys you the most?"
"Judging everyone on everything. Who in the *beeb* (fuck) gave you the right to judge what they do or say?"
"Favourite video game? Or book?"
"Favourite Video game, varies. I'd happily play any wrestling video game, and any sort of hand to hand combat games too, I love playing virtual brain games too. Books, in books I'm loving Tietam Brown by Mick Foley right now."
Tyson then gazed down to his cards and gasped with shock, he'd already finished his quick fire round. "That couldn't have gone any quicker could it? Haha, but thank you so much for being on the show dude, you really have given everyone an insight as to who you really are. Like, I now understand why you write a lot of KaiHil, especially when you compare yourself to being a Kai." Tyson winked at the author and leaned closer to offer him a handshake.
"Do carry on what you're doing and show up all those girls in the community dude. Ladies and gentlemen, the humble, MasKaiHilFantic!"
A/N: After a good few hours of pesturing MasKaiHilFantic, we finally got the job done! Thank you so much for being patient with me, especially as we both are perfectionists who are very passionate about our work. Let us know what you thought of the creation guys and if you're interested in taking part, comment below! - Granger~