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First Audition – NecroGodYami's Michael

Questionnaire answers from the respondent will be posted in bold and italic below.

1. Name to go by. Those who choose an alias from a fictional program or use their login name from will be the target of much lampshading and jokes from the Neptunia cast. Name: Michael, but can also be called Nec or Necro for a nickname, since it's his username back home.

2. Physical Description and rough level of physical fitness. Physical Description: A bit on the short side, and a little more than skinny. Fitness revolves around speed and stamina.

3. Approximate level of education. For those with higher education like college/university, what field did you specialize in? Level of Education: 8th grader.

4. Any character tics such as catch phrases or gestures that you use in real life? Catch phrase is usually when someone gives him a good answer, he exclaims "Good Answer!"

5. What type of video games do you like to play? Prefers RPG games like 'Fire Emblem' and 'Persona'.

6. Have you ever played an Idol Raising game like Idolmaster before? Has played one.

7. As the Producer, you will be expected to get the Goddesses up to speed on how to be an idol. With that in mind, what rhythm games will you use to set up your initial training program and how much time per day will you schedule for those games? The rhythm game would be 'Just Dance', and time for practicing would be 30 to 40 minutes.

8. What is the extent of your Kamen Rider knowledge? I know more about from Ryuki to Drive. Doesn't know much about the Showa Riders though.

9. How much Kamen Rider Drive would your insert character have watched prior to being brought into the Idol Dimension? Up to episode 42 of Drive.

10. Which CPU and CPU Candidate are you likely to get along with the most? Would get along with Neptune the most because they act a bit similar.

11. Which CPU and CPU Candidate are you likely to get along with the least? Would get along with Noire the least because of how serious she is.

It had been a grueling 158 days ever since Michael dropped on those four females who summoned him into this world. During that time, he had worked tirelessly to get them to the top of the idol charts. Somehow, he had managed to do decently for the most part despite his lack of experience in producing idols.

MOB48's presence didn't fade away entirely as they were able to maintain 10% of the shares. However, they were more or less kept in check now. The last concert that Neptune had put on in Planeptune boosted her popularity with his device sending him the latest news that the landmass now stood at 32% shares. Leanbox and Lowee were even with 20% each while Lastation had the lowest at 18% but at least it's an improvement compared to how they started out.

'Everything's more or less straightened out again. And just in time too…' That odd feeling in his body was getting stronger and based on the warning he got from Vert shortly before he began his Producer job, it would be any time now.

"Ah, what a successful day!" Neptune looked pretty happy with herself at her last performance. She currently had a small pudding resting in her lap while watching the stage crew doing cleanup work.

"Great job out there, Neptune! That was your best show!"

Neptune grinned and flashed her Producer a 'V' sign with her right index and middle fingers. "Yep! Yep! I thought it was perfecto!"

"… anyways, I have something important I want to tell everyone. Can you ask the others to meet at Planeptune's Basilicom as soon as possible?"

"Neppu?"

Within thirty minutes, everyone had come together at the same conference room in which he dropped in, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"I think it's time I went back home. Your shares have returned so you can send me back now."

"That should be the case. We haven't tried but with our shares back, I assume that we can send you on your way," confirmed Noire.

"So you've made your decision, huh?" Blanc nodded her head once in understanding. "Well… I might as well say this now. Thank you for all the hard work you put in, Michael."

"You will be missed," added Vert.

"Wait, what?! This is so crazy sudden!" Neptune wasn't taking this news very well though, just as Michael had figured.

"I know. I mean… it's been one crazy summer and if it were up to me, I wouldn't want to head back home now but…"

"Then don't do it!" The small purple haired girl got right in his face. "Go back when you wanna go back!"

"Neptune, you got your shares back, became top idol and just put on a helluva show. My job's more or less done here and more importantly, my body's telling me that it's time to go home."

"You might be misunderstanding that!" protested Neptune.

"Remember what Vert said at the beginning? I'm technically a foreign entity in Gamindustri. Sooner or later, the world would recognize that and try to eject me, like how the human immune system tries to eject harmful bacteria and viral strains." Michael sighed once. "I think I'm going to be forced home either way."

"Then let it happen when it happens! It's less trouble for us too so it'll be like landing a double headshot!" It wasn't surprising that out of all the Goddesses, Neptune was the one fighting this decision the most. After all, her bond with the ordinary human turned Idol Producer was the strongest.

"I get the feeling that if I were forced to return, something bad would happen to me. I don't know what it could be but I think having you all return me home safely is the best option." He did pause for a moment before apologizing. "I'm sorry for deciding this on my own. And I'm also sorry that I waited until now to say anything about it."

Oh, Lord… those sad purple eyes were going to haunt him forever…

"B-b-but… we didn't get to eat that Manchu Han Imperial Feast yet! You can go after that, right?!"

"I thought about that too but if we were to do that now and get all the other things we wanted to do out of the way, that means there would be no reason for me to come back. It would be like saying that we have no reason to see each other again." He took a deep breath before addressing the remaining Goddesses. "Please everyone. Let's do this now before I change my mind."

"I don't wanna! You promised!" Neptune looked like she was on the verge of tears here.

"Neptune, please! I need you to help send me home! When the time comes and I have to go… if I can't hear your excited voice, if I can't see your infectious smile…"

He could hear a few sniffles from her and it felt like each sniffle was a jab straight in the heart. "T-then don't go…!"

"If things stay as they are and I'm forced to return on my own, that would be make me sad the most. If it happens with nobody noticing it or seeing it…" Michael had to pause to regain some composure. "I don't want something like that, leaving without any goodbyes. Don't you feel the same?"

Neptune wiped her tears away from her cheeks as she calmed down. "Yeah, I wouldn't want you to vanish without telling me either."

"Seriously… I'm happy that I was able to meet all of you. Especially you, Neptune. Your bright attitude, your fun-loving nature and the clumsy words you sometimes say… those are the things I really like about you."

"Hehe… I like those things about me too!" She seems to have gotten back some of her cheerful energy. "I'm really glad you were my producer!"

"So… I'll ask you again. Will you help send me home?"

"Okay!"

That's what he wanted to hear. "Good answer!"

Seeing that was their cue, all four young ladies transformed into their Goddess forms before taking positions surrounding Michael.

"Let's do this, everyone!" declared Purple Heart.

Black Heart merely brushed aside a strand of her white hair. "Don't try to show off and mess up!"

"Che… this shit's embarrassing to watch," mumbled White Heart while Green Heart smiled from where she was standing.

"Truly, this whole idol journey has been a wonderful experience."

With those last words out of the way, all four Goddesses began pooling their energy together while Michael glanced at the one he liked the best out of all of them and waved goodbye.

"It's been fun, Purple Heart."

"Farewell, my dear Producer."

Just as his vision changed into nothing but light, he heard all of them shout one word.

"RECALL!"

The first thing Michael felt when he woke up was his phone buzzing in response to receiving some new texts and emails. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that he was lying in bed in his room, his snack bags and 2 litre Coke still there and unopened. 'Everything looks the same. Was that a dream?'

No, he was sure that wasn't the case. He laughed, cried and had a lot of fun over there. To be honest, he wasn't certain about the flow of time between the real world and Gamindustri. Perhaps in the five months he spent over there, ten years passed by in the real world.

'Nah, what am I thinking?' One quick check on the cell phone showed that it was the following morning after he got out of school. Essentially, seventeen hours had passed since he got home ready for his Persona marathon.

Downstairs, he could hear the sounds of someone cooking breakfast. Based on the sizzling noises, it must be a full breakfast meal with eggs, bacon and the sort. He could even hear someone humming below.

'Come to think of it, I'm pretty hungry.' While he took a moment to wash his face, his mind wondered to the little purple haired girl who had essentially become his best friend in that world. 'I wonder how she's doing. I hope Neptune's doing okay on her own.'

She should be fine. Not only does she have her little sister Nepgear to watch over her, she also had Histoire to keep her straight and make sure that all the work they did wouldn't fade away as a memory.

"Alright… time for food." He finished washing his face and headed to the kitchen before stopping dead in his tracks at the entryway.

"Ara? You woke up earlier than expected. You know, if you stayed asleep any longer, I might have had to wake you up with this body." Standing in his kitchen in front of a simmering pan was Purple Heart, clad in her usual Goddess wear and a cooking apron covering her front area.

'… I must still be dreaming. Time to head back to bed and wake up properly.' Just as he started to move, he heard the woman call out to him.

"Oi, oi… just because I said that isn't an excuse for you to go back to bed! Besides, it's a lot more convenient to cook in this form. My smaller self wouldn't have been able to reach the condiments and some of the pans stored in the upper cabinets. Also…" She spun around once girlishly. "Wearing an apron like this and cooking for someone else is pretty nice. If you want, you can also think of me using this form as a service for you. Ser-vi-ce."

Now that he's established that this isn't another dream, it's time to cue the freak out. "Wh-wh-what?! What are you doing here?! How did you…?!"

"I warped with you," replied the Goddess in a straight tone.

"You did what?! Is that even possible?!"

"You shouldn't worry about the details. Just enjoy our reunion." In a moment, she finished plating the food and setting the table. "Now sit down and eat before it gets cold. Don't worry, I made extra for your other family members."

'Other family… oooohhh, shit.'

Just as he realized this, he heard three startled gasps from behind him before the questions came flying all at once. If this had been a proper scenario written by Compile Heart and programmed into one of their game entries, the 'Minicar' song from the Hyperdimension Neptunia mk2 OST would start up right about now.

"Hmmm… I approve of the song choice, Mr. Narrator," said Purple Heart while nodding to herself as the madness began to unfold.

"Michael, what is the meaning of this?! Who is this woman?!" That was his mother. "Don't tell me… you've made me a grandma already?!"

"Bro, is she your girlfriend? Seriously?" His normally distant brother was now keen on learning more about this new addition to the house.

"I really don't know if I should congratulate you on getting such a lovely lady as your companion or be insanely jealous of you," muttered the patriarch of the house before he made up his mind. "… jealous. Definitely jealous."

"I… uh…."

His mother got right in Michael's face with a stern look and her hands on her hips, far more focused on her son instead of reacting to what her husband just said. "Young man, I'm waiting for an explanation!"

Well, there was only one thing to do at a time like this and that was to tell them exactly what Purple Heart had told him earlier. So with a tired sigh, Michael addressed his parents.

"The truth is… she followed me home. Can we keep her?"

"Ara…? You have some nerve saying something like that. Implying that I'm something like a lost puppy is seriously rude!" Purple Heart wasn't looking too pleased right now, her arms crossed beneath her curvy chest.

"I'm not saying that you are something like a lost puppy but the fact is that you-"

"It can't be helped. Let me show you the difference between someone such as me, the Main Character of Main Characters, and a puppy!" Before Michael knew it, he found his head crushed against Purple Heart's cleavage while she raised a fist and brought down her knuckles to rub against the surface of his scalp resulting in a painful noogie.

"Owowowowowowow!"

GOOD ENDING REACHED (Unless you factor in the painful noogie that he got from Purple Heart and the fact that Michael's family now has an extra mouth to feed and has to readjust the family budget. In that case, the ending isn't exactly as good. Seriously, pudding expenses are about to go through the roof)

Well, someone got a sorta lucky draw this time around. To be honest, this ended up a lot shorter than I expected but I got the main points for the ending that was in my head. I didn't want to draw this out too much and write a ton of nonsensical filler.

One audition is done. Who will be up next?