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misiwrites · 2 years

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mayblade oneshot #1

prompts: bubbles; unpopular character; jewellery; rival; movie; lace; sleep characters: emily, hiromi, mao, max, rei pairings: emily/mao, max/rei word count: ~4,000

summary: In desperation to improve her relations with Mao, Emily agrees to go on a PPB & Baihuzu double date.

here’s a silly oneshot for mayblade about emily being an insecure baby lesbian. also like, an attempt to give her character development in 4k words, i guess. all prompts are questionably used, this required some "creative” patchwork to somehow combine them but i did it anyway because i love being weird. the “unpopular character” part is that this fandom doesn’t exactly have a surplus of fics about the girls and especially not f/f ships. idk if anyone even ships emily/mao but here you go anyway. this is the best i could do in 2 days, only marginally edited, also untitled so i’m posting only on tumblr first – i’ll put the mayblade oneshots on AO3 later once i know what i’m actually doing with the rest of the weeks (or if i do them)

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Although Emily has never been on a double date before, she has an inkling that this isn’t how it’s supposed to be. And the only reason she finds herself in this situation, handcuffed to Mao in an escape room while wondering who’s even on a date with whom here, is a single idiotic suggestion made by Hiromi.

Technically, it had all started from a slumber party hosted by Mao. She had decided to throw an exclusive girls-only closing party once the world championship tournament was over, in the spirit of them no longer holding any animosity towards each other – supposedly, anyway. Emily hadn’t gone to said party, much to Hiromi’s confusion when they talked the next day.

“I’m not much of a party person. Besides, she obviously hates my guts,” Emily mumbled for explanation.

“Who? Mao? I don’t think so.”

“Well, I do.”

“What, because of the match the other day?”

Not just that, but it was the latest evidence of such. Part of the end-of-tournament celebrations had been the several ceremonial matches between the teams that hadn’t made it to the grand final, including a rematch between the PPB All Starz and the Baihuzu where, instead of the official tag teams, Mao and Emily had taken the places of Rai and Rick to spice things up a little and give the benched players an opportunity to join in on the fun. It hadn’t gone down particularly stellarly; their ferociously competitive personalities had clashed so hard that the match had turned into a catfight of taunts and insults tossed back and forth, it was far from a fun practice match for anyone included and ended with both girls storming out of the stadium, fuming, cursing each other.

Though Mao wasn’t the only one Emily had been cursing in that moment. She had also cursed herself, who had once again failed to contain her snarky temperament. For having once again let herself fall in the same mindset from two years prior, when she’d first met Mao and immediately framed her as a rival and her competition, just for being the only other girl in the main participating teams.

But she didn’t want to stay in that mindset. In fact, she’d intended to do the exact opposite, because the mere sight of Mao made her heart race in the queerest way and her legs feel suspiciously weak and her mind blossom with thoughts she could never, ever put into words for anyone to hear. Somewhere along the two years since they first met, Emily’s heart had undergone a drastic change. But the changes that Mao had undergone couldn’t be understated either; she’d grown to become so dazzling, so strong and blindingly gorgeous, those toned arms and muscular thighs combined with the impeccable feline cuteness; simply put, Emily had come to the horrific conclusion that she was falling for Mao, and hard.

The intensity of her own queerness had surprised Emily – although she’d already more or less come to terms with such inclinations within herself after having spent several formative years devoted to Mrs. Judy, recently admitting that her obsession with the PPB coach had, perhaps, slipped past platonic territory and into the realm of a puppy-like crush over time. (What could she say? Judy was a smoking hot lady.)

For some ungodly reason, however, Emily had found herself incapable of shedding the tough interior of a cold, lab coat-wearing bitch that she’d put on in front of everybody so successfully that, even now, she couldn’t really call anyone but Hiromi a friend; so, when the opportunity had risen to have a fun ceremonial match with Mao, she’d automatically played along the guidebook of being that bitchy, calculating nerd who only saw Mao as a rival. And Mao had responded accordingly. It had been a shitshow.

Hence, of course, when Mao had hosted a fun slumber party for the girls afterwards, Emily couldn’t bring herself to go. She’d wanted to, but she was too ashamed of her own behavior. The other girls were probably talking ill of her behind her back, anyway – except for Hiromi, whom Emily trusted to be the good friend she’d become to her. Honest almost to a fault, Hiromi always defended those who deserved it, and Emily wished she had even an ounce of Hiromi’s courage to be true to herself in front of others.

But Hiromi wasn’t just courageous; she was also alarmingly impulsive. And got a lot of very weird ideas that she then immediately jumped into executing. That’s why, before Emily could stop her, she’d come up with the bizarre idea of a double date that would allow the PPB and the Baihuzu to properly reconcile – and then voice-messaged Max about it. It was so instantaneous that Hiromi was already on the phone before Emily fully realized what she was even saying.

“Hey! So, I’ve been talking with Emily and she feels kinda crappy about that fight she had with Mao. I know she wants to make up with her but doesn’t know how. How about you take her and Mao and Rei on a double date to sort stuff out and have a good time? Sound good to you? Peace out!”

“I’m not going on a date with Max,” Emily immediately blurted out, scandalized by the idea alone. She never got over her distaste for the boy who bore such disturbing likeness to Judy but had none of her class nor style, and didn’t seem interested in inheriting any of it either. It was like being offered a Judy of her own age on a plate but worse, a pesky guy who wore bright orange overalls all day and didn’t even seem ashamed of it at all. Horrendous.

And, as per his response a minute later, Max thought the idea was “just great”. Therefore, despite Emily’s obvious disdain, this double date somehow came to being almost automatically without her input in any of it.

“Eh, you don’t need to think of it like that,” Hiromi assured her. “You do want to make up with Mao, right? I think it’s the best if you’re nowhere near a bey stadium to do it, honestly.”

Well. Emily did want to make up with Mao. She wanted more than to make up with her. So, in the end, she did agree to go on this date with Max and the Chinese pair… but only by summoning a whole different fantasy to go with it.

If I went on a date with Mao… What would I want it to be like? It was a tantalizing yet anxiety-inducing thought. After all, Emily had never gone on a date with anyone before, nor had she been so perfectly smitten with someone the way she now found herself smitten with Mao. It was a bit scary, a bit exciting, it was… nothing but a silly daydream. One that she clung onto wholeheartedly.

While getting ready for the date, she took a long, committed bubble bath. She thoroughly indulged in coconut-scented bubbly goodness and scrubbed herself squeaky clean.

She put on her favorite underwear, mint green with a bit of lace and cute little ribbons in the front – for confidence, not some absurd fever dream scenario of actually getting to show it off. Although… perhaps her thoughts did go in that direction, just a little. Enough to make her ears feel suspiciously warm while getting dressed.

She’d gone shopping for a whole new outfit for the occasion. A plaid shirt, ripped jeans, and a beanie that gave off a sufficiently sapphic vibe without being flashy. She even put on some jewelry, a rare sight on her that spoke of real committal for the cause. A couple of bracelets and a cute alligator necklace she’d gotten herself for a present before.

By the time she left her room to go meet up with Max, she’d almost forgotten she was supposed to go out with him instead of Mao. She’d gone in full girl-meets-girl mode while getting ready and now had to face the reality of… well, at least Max hadn’t put on the orange overalls for once. He was rather nicely clad in a button-up shirt and Capri shorts, in fact. Almost as if he’d put in an actual crumb of effort for the occasion as well, oddly enough.

The two of them went to fetch the Baihuzu pair from their lodging. She hardly paid attention to Rei (he sure existed, showing off his arms and wearing normal jeans that proved he had actual real legs despite habitually hiding them in weird, baggy yoga pants or whatever); she was only concerned with Mao’s adorable pink-and-white cat sweater and a pair of shorts, generous for her curves and thick thighs. Her hair was tied up on a couple of buns with red ribbons that bounced a little with each step as the four of them made their way downtown.

She was so cute, lovely, mesmerizing… bouncy. She looked so good that Emily almost didn’t mind her dismissive attitude towards her. Mao’s main interests seemed to lie in going to try out a bubble tea place near their lodging, to which the other two cheerfully obliged. To Emily’s dismay, Mao was annoyingly colloquial with Max who, as usual, got along with anyone with ease despite them not being friends of any sort for all she knew.

At this point, Emily didn’t notice anything off about the arrangement yet. She knew that the guys had known each other a long time, it wasn’t strange to her how easily they reconciled after a tournament of fighting against each other in rival teams. She figured they just slipped right back into their old acquaintance as if nothing had ever happened between them.

They had the bubble tea. Emily had something with mint, she didn’t pay much attention, she was more invested in watching how excited Mao was to try a “summer” tea with several fruit on it. Emily took the mental note that if she were to ever take Mao on a date, a bubble tea shop was the winner.

As if.

After the tea, they went to the infamous escape room – it was Max’s idea. Emily had never been to one before, but being a natural problem solver and engineering-minded, she rather liked the concept of a puzzle room. It wasn’t the worst way to spend a date she didn’t want to actually be on…

And now. Here is where she begins to wonder some. It’s not the fact that the two boys get along so well that puzzles her, but rather the lack of initiative of it feeling like Rei is on a date with Mao. The lack of similar intent from Max’s side doesn’t surprise Emily, he’s never shown any such interest in her (thank God), therefore the most of this double date’s premise hinged on Rei and Mao being a legitimate couple where she and Max were not…

but… how should she put it… something is just off about the mood as they proceed with solving the escape puzzles of the confined room.

Emily lets quite a lot of Max’s oddball behavior slide, having witnessed plenty of it by now as they’ve pretty much lived together as the PPB All Starz team for a couple of months now; but as she side-eyes the guys’ shenanigans as they solve a Tarot card-related puzzle together while Mao is preoccupied with a different task on the other side of the room, she’s becoming increasingly convinced that Max is flat-out flirting with Rei. Looks, gestures, touches, words. All the time. Constantly. It never ends.

Rei’s not doing anything to tell him off for it, either. If anything, he seems to be enjoying it.

And the intimate mood it has set in the room only grows stranger when Emily finds herself shackled to Mao a moment later, as part of solving a puzzle where they are instructed to create a literal chain across the room in order to get the final key. For the first time that day, she’s standing close enough to Mao to be able to catch the subtle smell of her sweet perfume. It’s a floral fragrance that Emily, with her limited knowledge of anything remotely related to cosmetics, cannot exactly accurately place but she’s guessing jasmine… With a hint of something potent, almost spicy… Saffron, perhaps…?

Shit. About time I should say something to her. It’s awkward, just standing there doing nothing. Moreover, the whole point of this outing was for her to make up with Mao, and so far she hasn’t said anything but a pathetic “hi” to her. Where to even start?

The flowery waft is so strong. She peers over at Mao, eyes drawn to the French pink of her painted nails. For someone so tomboyish, with the build of a martial artist, Mao sure is surprisingly feminine as well. She’s unbearably cute, really. Emily can feel the clamminess of sweat beginning to gather on her face just from the proximity. Would complimenting her work for reconciliation? Or would Mao just find it tacky? Or weird? Would it be insulting to focus on feminine stuff? Oh gosh—

“That’s a cute necklace,” Mao says.

Emily blinks. She intuitively looks down at the object hanging from her neck despite knowing perfectly well what it looks like. “Oh.”

Mao leans in a bit closer, to take a better look, and Emily is positively, utterly bewitched by the notion of just how long and dark Mao’s eyelashes are.

“It’s really original. Is that a crocodile?”

“An alligator,” Emily corrects. “For Trygator.”

Mao lets out a delighted shriek. “Of course! How stupid of me to not realize.”

The other end of the chain that’s connected to Emily’s left hand suddenly drops to the floor with a clutter. The puzzle has been solved, and Max comes over with a key to the handcuffs. Emily doesn’t know whether she’s more relieved or disappointed.

At least the ice is broken between them now. Emily is for once eager to push when they collectively wonder if they still wanted to go do something by the four of them. She definitely wants to keep going now, she’s finally getting comfortable with this mismatched party of four.

Since they’re in town anyway, they decide to head over to Max’s place to watch some movies, in continuation of a conversation they had over in the bubble tea shop where Rei admitted he’s never seen all the Lord of the Rings films. “How could someone not have seen them?!” – and Emily is inclined to agree, she’s seen each so many times that she’s lost count. But yet another Fellowship of the Ring re-watch always works.

Emily’s never been to Max’s house in Japan. Now, once she sees how ordinary and, well, Japanese the Mizuhara residence actually is, the thought occurs to her – possibly for the first time – how there’s more to the guy than being related to Judy. The mother and son look so alike, the fact that Max also has his Japanese roots easily slips Emily’s mind… but he does come from a different cultural background from her, after all.

As does Mao. Emily suddenly realizes, much to her embarrassment, that she never did put much thought into how different a place Mao or any of the other international bladers came from. It wasn’t something that she, as a white American, needed to be concerned with. All the different locations they toured during beyblade championships had felt like theme parks of some kind to her. The extent of her knowledge on China – well, she’d rather not even go there.

They get snacks from the kitchen and settle in the hobby shop part of the house to watch the movies. Mao chooses to sit on the floor while the rest make themselves comfortable on an enormous black corner sofa, the space is almost like an actual home theater despite hosting a bey stadium.

By the half-way mark of the Fellowship of the Ring, as dusk has begun to push against the windows from outside, they take a short break. Max goes to fix some more soda for them and Mao, stretching each of her limbs, climbs up to the couch to snatch some of the freed-up space. She’s still keeping a distance between her and Emily, though.

“This movie is too long, to be honest,” she says with a yawn and another stretch.

Emily couldn’t disagree more – but instead of stating so, she quickly bites back her tongue. Surely there’s something else she can say, something that’s not a potential spark for yet another squabble. That’s the last thing she needs now.

“What’s your favorite movie?” she decides to instead ask. It’s the first question she’s posed to Mao all day.

“Terminator,” Mao replies briskly.

Emily spits out her mouthful of soda.

“What? Seriously?”

“It was the first Hollywood movie I ever saw. Still the best! Classic!”

Wiping her chin on a shirtsleeve, Emily actually contemplates this answer for a bit. “So you did grow up watching American movies in your homeplace, then.”

“Well, not many,” Rei chimes in from his corner of the couch. “Not exactly many opportunities to watch movies in our village. Most places are lucky to have electricity…”

“But there’s been a conscious effort to bring the place up to speed in the last couple of years!” Mao insists, casting a mildly accusatory glare at him, as if he were at fault for leaving behind a village without televisions in the boonies.

Max returns with a new array of soda bottles. “My dad has a secret stash,” he explains, though nobody asked.

They carry on with the film, but Emily’s attention span is up, her thoughts scattered. She’s so very pleased to have been able to start a decent conversation with Mao. Up until now she’s had no idea what to even say to her, convinced that Mao’s avoiding talking to her in the first place; now she’s itching to ask more, even about their backwards Chinese village, maybe hear more about how she perceives American culture, suddenly the prospects of possible topics feel endless even without talking about blading.

Sam and Frodo take off, the first movie draws to an end. The Two Towers next? Hell yeah. But the boys leave to replenish the snack bowls first. Emily stifles a yawn that she catches from Mao; it’s not that late yet, not for a movie night, but Mao is starting to look like a sleepy kitten at this point.

“Are you and Rei actually dating?” Emily suddenly asks, emboldened by the girls-only moment – and perhaps the sugar high from too much orange soda as well.

The question earns an amused half-laugh, half-scoff from Mao. “Dating? Hah, I wish. I mean, I sure try, but Rei-nii basically said to my face that his head is too full of other shit for him to care. Eh, boys develop slow – I’ll give it a couple years and try again.”

“That’s commitment,” Emily mumbles, fiddling with her plaid sleeves. It stings, despite her having full well known how unlikely it was that Mao also liked girls. And even if she did, her commitment to eventually get through to Rei sounded like she had no plans to go and give someone else a try.

“Yeah, I’m probably just stupid,” Mao admits in a deceptively light-hearted tone.

So am I, Emily wants to say, but decides to instead get up to her feet for a bit, numb from all the sitting, and take a bathroom break.

So, it turns out, this so-called double date was actually a none-date, as neither couple is even seeing each other. No wonder it never felt like a proper date to begin with.

Or not like a boy-meets-girl date, at least. On her way to the bathroom, she walks right past the kitchen area of the house and, while at it, spots the guys engaged in their snack shenanigans – that is, snack shenanigans that are looking a whole lot like they are the snacks for each other.

She freezes, then sprints out of direct line of sight, feebly attempts to blend in with the wall behind her as she spies on the kitchen. She’s too far away to hear what the two are saying, speaking in low, hushed tones; but the way they’re pressed against each other by the kitchen counter, Max’s hand traveling up and down, up and down Rei’s muscular arm, and – whatever else they may be engaged in that Emily cannot see from her hiding spot – well, it doesn’t leave much for interpretation.

When they finally move away from the counter, she slips behind the bathroom door as quickly and quietly as she can, then peers through the narrow gap of the barely closed door. A few seconds go past, then Rei emerges into her view carrying a new bowl of the Cheetos that Emily herself has been snacking on all evening. He picks one from the bowl and is just about to eat it when Max’s hand appears from the side to snatch it from him; she sees Max, sporting a cheeky smile, toss the Cheeto in his own mouth, grab Rei by the collar, and pull him in for a mischievous little kiss before they move on.

Emily pulls the bathroom door closed. She takes a step back, her face glowing red hot with the warmth of stunned fluster.

Now, she thinks back, when Max agreed to this double date of him, Rei, Mao, and Emily – well, Hiromi never did specify that the one Max was going on a date with was her, not Rei. And Mao, too, is apparently in full understanding of not being in a dating type of relationship with Rei. So…

She returns to the movie room a moment later with her heart in her throat. And as Max puts the Two Towers on, she resolutely sits right next to Mao. The guys, too, seem to have seized the other corner of the couch together. They act civil in front of the girls but their games are so obvious to Emily now, it feels weird to even share the space and pretend she doesn’t know they’re itching to get into each other’s pants.

And she thinks of her own lacy panties that she put on this morning for a confidence boost. She shifts uncomfortably on the couch, feeling herself so silly all of a sudden.

Several quiet minutes of movie-watching drag by. Merry and Pippin meet the Ents, the approximately one hundred hours long battle of Helm’s Deep begins, all Emily cares for in this part of the movie is Legolas and Gimli, what else.

She feels a soft weight press against her left shoulder. Her heart jumps anew, her hands clutching the hem of her shirt in panic.

Mao, fast asleep, has slumped against her. The warm, steady puffs of her breath now tickle at the base of Emily’s neck.

A bead of nervous sweat rolling down her face, Emily side-eyes Rei and Max. To see if they noticed, if they care.

The guys aren’t paying them any attention whatsoever. She doesn’t care to pay them attention, either.

She straightens her glasses with a shaky hand. Then, slowly, she moves the same hand over to the back of Mao’s head. She gives the soft, pink hair a tentative stroke. Mao lets out a content murmur, so quiet, it’s more of a vibration that Emily feels on her skin than a sound.

And in the comforting darkness of the room, Emily allows herself a genuine smile for the first time that day. She relaxes her tense shoulders to better accommodate the sleeping girl leaning against her and smiles, she feels like she could keep smiling forever, she’s indeed never had less qualms about the length of the Lord of the Rings movies if it meant staying like this all night.

She cannot wait to let Hiromi know just how successful her double date scheme turned out to be.

#my writing #fic post #mayblade 2022

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mach-speed-spin · 3 years

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My thoughts on some of the major changes made in the English dub

This will mainly cover the original series since besides some name changes the mfb and burst dubs have been pretty close to the Japanese version. The original series changed a lot though so here we go

Bit beasts

Original version: Very few can see bit beasts. Mostly it’s just bit beast wielders and a few others who have connections to them

Dub: Everyone can see bit beasts (except for the Saint Shields’ bit beasts who had the power of invisibility)

Opinion: The fact that bit beast users fight non users in tournaments feels kinda unfair. The dub doesn’t fix this completely but it makes it less bad. At least everyone knows they exist and it’s not like non users don’t know what they’re getting into

Ryuunosuke Kinomiya/ Ryu Granger

Original Version: Takao’s granfather is an upbeat but wise man. I don’t know Japanese but his dialogue doesn’t seem to be over the top

Dub: I need a compilation of all his lines. His very first line of dialogue is “Tyson! C’mon little dude, get your head into what you’re doing, capiche? Now get down and boogie.” Don’t believe me? Here is my source

Opinion: Ryuunosuke Kinomiya is likeable but overall not that memorable. Ryu Granger is amazing. Easily one of the best parts of the dub (which makes sense, as his VA was by far the most experienced at the time). Love it. Ryu Granger blasts Ryuunosuke Kinomiya out of the water with his radical swag

Dizzi

Original version: Dizzi doesn’t exist and most of her dialogue is Kyoujyu’s. It’s also more technical

Dub: Dizzi is a bit beast that inhabits a laptop. Her dialogue is mostly witty rather than technical

Opinion: Dizzi’s existence helps elaborate more on the idea that bit beasts inhabit objects that aren’t just beys. Dragoon was in a sword and Draciel was in a necklace, but they were there for around 1 episode after their introduction. Dizzi serves as a constant reminder of something the original version mentiones maybe twice. Her dialogue is a different story. I appreciate some of the quips, but I wish they kept the technical aspect of it (which is one thing mfb and burst did really well). If I had to choose between one or the other, I’d rather keep the technical dialogue over Dizzi

AJ Topper and Brad Best

Original version: Blader DJ serves as the referee and sole commentator

Dub: DJ Jazzman serves as the referee. The commentary is done by AJ Topper and Brad Best in a sport-channel like fashion

Opinion: Beyblade is a sport. AJ and Brad help give it more legitimacy as a sport. Plus their dialogue is amazing (I don’t mind it not being technical since the job of a commentator is different from that of an analyst)

Baihuzu/ White Tigers

Original version: No member of the clan had ever left the village and contact with outsiders was strictly forbidden. Rei basically commited treason

Dub: The White Tigers (the team, not the clan) were pissed at Ray for abandoning them and taking Driger, but he didn’t break any laws (other than unspoken ones)

Opinion: The fact that Baihuzu left the village in search of Rei (thus breaking tradition) showed how important Byakko was to them. The dub made it more personal. Less about Rei vs the clan and more about Ray vs Lee soecifically. I prefer the original version here except for 1 thing: Bruce. The fact that an outsider like Bruce was affiliated to Baihuzu doesn’t make much sense since they still avoided outsiders. The dub doesn’t have this issue. If Bruce was stated to be a member of the clan then the dub would have nothing on the original

All Starz bit beasts

Original version: They are normal bit beasts

Dub: They are artificial bit beasts

Opinion: The All Starz have no real conflict with the BBA in the original version (aside from Max’s mom). They’re dicks and that’s it, but unlike Euro Team, Baihuzu, or Borg, their is no ideological conflict. The dub doesn’t fix this entirely, but it’s less bad. It brings up the idea of humanity vs nature and that humans shouldn’t mess with ancient magic (which would be brought up again in 2002/ V-Force). It does however, create a plot hole in the next season. If the cyber bit beasts are unprecedented as Dr B says, then what happened to the All Starz? This is a plothole that can only be fixed by headcanons (my personal one is the the PPB bit beasts are like drones and aren’t fully sentient like the cyber bit beasts)

Team WHO/ Dark Bladers

Original version: Team WHO were some of the rare no bit beast users who were aware of their existence. Pissed at what they thought as unfair (they were right), they sell their souls and obtain bit beasts. Now they’re on a revenge quest to destroy all bit beasts. After the defeat of the Euro Team at the hands of the BBA, they kinda accept that they’re cursed and forgive the Euro Team

Dub: The Dark Bladers were non bit beast users who lost to the bladers that would later form the Majestics. They are cursed, losing their souls, but gaining bit beasts of their own. The 2 ways to break the curse are to have the Majestics defeated or steal all bit beasts. After the Majestics lose to the Bladebreakers, the curse is lifted, so they regain their souls and get to keep their bit beasts

Opinion: Team WHO’s arc was never resolved properly. This is because it couldn’t. They were right and the only way to resolve their arc was to have them win (or at least have bit beasts stop being used in tournaments). The Dark Bladers fix this by having their arc be about lifting the curse. Team WHO was a massive mistake from the anime staff (they weren’t in the manga) and the Dark Bladers were a stroke of genius from the dub

Music

Original version: The 2000 ost used a lot of brass intruments. Personally my favorite tracks were American Dream and Russia. I sadly couldn’t find the 2002 ost and I’ve only seen a few clips of the Japanese version but the ost seems to have shifted to being more rock based. I can’t describe it perfectly but every track seems to have a “tense” feeling. The G-Revolution ost is more upbeat. I only have a surface level knowledge of music genres but it seems to be mainly speed metal in the earlier tracks and shifting to more orchestral later. The earlier tracks remind me of Ron Wasserman’s work in Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers, with songs like Fight and I WIll Win

Dub: Insert songs that replace much of the battle music. The non battle music is also original, but fairly unremarkable. Tracks 15-25 of this playlist cover the insert songs (note: Hang On is a cover because the original version was never released)

Opinion: 2002 had the weakest ost of all. It’s not that it’s bad, but it’s horribly misused. If you have a battle that’s supposed to be fast paced action, don’t make the music tense. Make it energetic. 2000 has by far the best non battle music, but the battle music isn’t that great. It’s alright, but it’s not nearly as good as G-Revolution, which in turn had great battle music but ok non battle music. The English dub’s insert songs are pretty good but otherwise the ost is lacking. I’d say G-Rev >= 2000 > dub >> 2002

Bonus: Robert’s dub dialogue

“You’re just talking trash” “Alas, I am talking to trash”

Conclusion

The dub wasn’t great overall. The voice acting was bad (that’s what you get for having the VAs be teenagers). However, the dub did fix some major issues with the original version (Team WHO in particular). The dub’s worst changes made thing go from great to ok and the best changes made things go from bad to good. Plus Ryu Granger exists so the dub automatically gets extra points

#beyblade #sub vs dub

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