63. False Media Articles and Saving Our Beloved Doggo. R-18

Disclaimer: The story that I have written here takes on the names of real people, but this story is based in an alternate earth with some changes in its timeline.

This story does not intend to represent the celebrities/real people or make any commentary on them whatsoever. This story is entirely fictional, and it should be viewed entirely as such.

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Recap of the Previous Chapter —

Mark deciding to give it his all to wow the audiences at the comic con performed the OST of Doom with a band he hired. The crowd went wild hearing it and had a great time. Later Mark held a Q&A session with the audience members answering their questions.

He talked on various topics and revealed an important upcoming project of his, the Marvelous Comic Artists Workshop. It would be held in an effort to foster better creative writers and talent for the better future of the Hollywood industry or at least his own company.

He then gave the audiences a reality check about how cruel life can be and the importance of knowing when to give up. After making his point and emphasizing the values that his company represents he ended his speech and walked off stage.

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~ Third Person's POV ~

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Date: 6th August, 1990.

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Location: Backstage at the Eidolon×Marvel Booth, in his private room.

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Time: 06:23 pm.

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Mark was changing out of the suit when he heard a knock on the door of the changing room.

"Who is it?" he asked, almost done with putting on his T-shirt.

"It's me, Mark. I just got news, it's important." came the reply.

"Eva? What are you doing here? Wait, did

they finally make a move? Come on in." Mark said, typing up his hair in a bun back up again.

"I saw that the Comic Con premier was a huge success." In walked Eva as he continued speaking to Mark.

But Mark wasn't really paying attention to her, no, his mind was somewhat occupied with what she had been wearing.

A Princess Leia Slave outfit.

"Close and lock the door behind you." Mark said slowly examining her dress. She looked stunning in that dress. The way the golden bikini wrapped around her big tits captivated Mark's mind.

The plunging neckline was quite distracting, he definitely knew what he would be doing tonight. After spending a lot of time with Eva he even knew she loved dancing. So a private lap dance before they both retired to the bed sounded like a good idea to the man.

But now he had to reel back his base desires and concentrate on the issue at hand. 'Okay maybe not entirely, she could still give me a blowjob after I listen to what the news is.' he thought to himself as Eva sensually closed the door and came back to him.

"So what's the issue at hand?" Mark asked her reigning himself in, she really knew how to get his engine revving.

"Nothing much, for now but Disney is looking real desperate, the amount of small news outlets disparaging you is absurd." she replied with an irked smile, she was quite angry on the inside but she reigned it in.

"What lies are they spreading?" Mark asked nonchalantly, not really bothered by it, as the amount of dirt he had on various Hollywood personalities was an ace up his sleeve that no studio would wish he would use against them.

"Hmph." she pouted cutely as she hugged Mark and pressed her generous bosom on his chest.

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Looking pitifully up at him, recounting all the things she read in articles, "They called you an upstart, who doesn't know his worth. Trying to show off by creating a movie that has a big budget in an effort to hide your own lack of experience and maybe even talent."

"Ouch that one hurt me." Mark joked as he chuckled and kissed the top of her head and said, picking her up by the ass and putting her on a table, "go on pet, tell me more."

"mmm, Ye-yes, master." She replied moaning as Mark began kissing and sucking on her neck, leaving hickeys. His fingers were stroking her left nipple and clit over the thong she had worn.

"Th-they are even targeting your friends, Johnny has called out as a d-drunk and a few people of the main crew were even anonymously, ahhn, reached offering them over $5000 if they gave a false statement to the media."

"They told Janet about the calls, who I heard about it from. Janet thanked them for informing her and gave them a small bonus for holding on to their integrity and not betraying the trust you had put in them."

"It has barely been a week, wow they do work fast anyways hearing that made me really happy, almost as much as this." Mark said with a smile as he stopped kissing her face and neck. With his left arm he gently grabbed her curvy ass and lifted her slightly.

With his other arm he removed her thong through the knees and then the ankles and then he had an unobstructed view of that beautiful pink pussy which was already glistening with her desire.

"Continue telling me all about, while I have some desert." He said and then immediately dove down and started kissing and licking her pussy, it was bald with no hair, just the way he liked it.

"Ahhn," she moaned as he sucked on her clit and begged, "Please not that hard master, I just had a wax yesterday. I am still too sensitive."

Mark didn't reply and just pinched her nipples to which she just moaned and had a mini orgasm. She spoke despite her shudders, "I-we w-w-were ve-ry lucky th-at y-ou c-could get gr-eat d-irectors like Spielberg, Lucas and Coppola to speak in favor of the movie."

Mark inserted two fingers in her vagina, while continuing his tender ministrations on her clit to stir her up even more, as he asked, "anything else I should know about?"

"Mhmm, yes," she replied, biting her lips. "The task ,Ahhnn, of having Johnny, Keanu and River be assigned ,Ahnn, to me is done."

She tilted her head back and started moving her hips in time with Mark's thrusting fingers, "Keanu and, Ahhnn, River were easier because River and Keanu were already a part, Ahhnn, of the CAA and with just a small push on their part of wanting to be represented by me, the transfer was easily made."

"Johnny was a little harder though as he had already been a part of the UTA for a few years but his contract was expiring and the promise of not tying him down with a pre-packaged deal really appealed to him."

"faster, How did you get to, Annh, agree though? Mark." she asked, whimpering in ecstasy and lust.

Giving her clit a rest, he came up and started kissing and sucking her lips as he replied in between, "It was easy, I am really good friends with and I promised them that you would have their best interests at heart."

He kept kissing her as his fingers stroked her g-spot and with the other pinched her sensitive nipples and tugged them. She moaned while kissing back, almost like in a trance and it didn't take long before she came screaming her lungs out.

"Woah, they definitely heard that one." he said with a roguish grin and chuckled as he looked down at his pet that had squirted all over his pants. He brought his fingers to his mouth as he tasted her release.

It was tart, tangy and slightly sweet like a fruit. Looks like introducing more fruits in her diet had really done some good. He looked down at her, as she laid there panting, her thighs and hips quivering for her intense orgasm.

Her beautiful thick thighs parted, her cum flowing like a river, he went down for more and took some on his fingers as he tasted it and brought it to her lips, "Open up, pet and get a taste yourself. You're delicious."

She got her panting in control as she opened wide and her tongue was brought out. It was unusually long, a feature she found unappealing but came to love and appreciate as she found it allowed her deep throat Mark's huge shaft and lick his balls at same time.

Mark grabbed her chin and inserted his fingers wet with her release in her mouth, she immediately started sucking his fingers like it was his dick. Slurping on it, choking herself, if Mark wasn't hard already he was now.

In one smooth motion he removed that sweatpants he had changed into and pulled out his dick and grabbed her by the hair to pull her down from the table.

"While you're ready for a good dicking, I don't think I am wet enough for you pet. Here, suck my cock and get me nice and wet for you baby." Mark said as she slid down to her knees and began her perfected blowjob.

"Of course, Daddy, anything for you." After months with Mark, she had it down to T, it started off with a reverent kiss on the tip and then she kissed and licked her way down that huge veiny shaft.

When she got to his balls she gently lift them and placed them on her face, smushing her nose against them breathing in his musk.

That scent would always make her shudder and almost cum, meanwhile her hands were busy stroking his dick as she got to work, sucking those balls.

After a minute or two of giving both of his crown jewels the love and care they deserved. She made her ascent, licking from the base to tip, meanwhile maintaining eye contact with Mark.

Display all the love and devotion she had for him just through her eyes and the moment she got to the tip Mark grabbed her hair in a bunch and told her, "deep breath sweetheart."

Before she could even draw it in, he plunged her face down his cock. She had been the one to make this request as it kept her on her toes and served as reminder that he was the one in control.

She began gagging and gurgling as he began to thrust deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she gave herself over to orgasmic submission to her master's cock.

It was such a turn on for Mark that Eva could cum just for choking on his cock as she deepthroated him.

He sped up his thrusts now completely facefucking her, grunting himself from pleasure he got from her slavish mouth and her devoted eyes that looked like they were staring up at their god.

"Open wide, sweetheart, Daddy, has got a sweet treat for you baby." Mark said grunting and moaning in pleasure.

"Ahhnn" she moaned as she opened up as wide as she could. She swirled her tongue all the way around the head of his dick several times. Her hands massaging his balls gently as if to help his seed flow harder and faster.

Mark came with his head reared back, his cum filling up her mouth, as she gulped it down making room for more, him grunting in pleasure as his devoted slave, didn't miss a single drop.

"I can't wait to take you up to my room and get real nasty, my love." Mark said as Eva continued sucking and slurping his shaft, cleaning it up thoroughly, not missing any spots.

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The next day Mark met up with Rian when he was exploring the comic con with Eva this time in normal attire.

Rian immediately went up to him and explained how he was a part of the golden ticket winner and Mark told him that he remembered him and that he said his dream was to be a writer and director just like him.

Rian was happy that Mark remembered him, he asked a question that had been plaguing his mind.

"Mark, you said that if we don't have the required talent sometimes it's better to give up. But you were the one who said before that with enough practice and time we can master any skill or craft."

"Ah, that, well, it's true but like almost all things in life there are exceptions. Creative skills, especially writing, can't be trained, unfortunately." Mark replied with a gentle voice trying not to break his heart.

"Like I can teach you all the basics on how to write a good story, but if you lack that creative spark to come up with a good original story then it's useless."

"But whether you have the talent or not, will only be known if you give it a try and then see the results." he said at the end to give him some hope.

"But even if you don't have it, it's okay. All you gotta do is just find a job you're actually good at which is as close to the thing you love as possible." He said trying to give him some advice that worked pretty well for him in his last life.

"It's how one can get the most satisfaction out of their work life. Here, enjoy." he said with a wink and gave him a coupon for 2 free ramens.

Eva had to leave halfway as something had come that required her personal attention. So Mark stopped his tour and went to meet up with the animation studios responsible for the creation for the two stunning animation short films of Halo and Doom.

After Kevin rounded them up, Mark introduced himself and congratulated them on a job well done. He again broached the subject of buying them out, this time directly for cash. Unfortunately one of the studios, Pixar, didn't have any authoritative figures present so no deals could happen.

But the other studio that had collaborated on the project, Hanna-Barbera, was actually willing to talk further on the topic. After much deliberation they agreed on 260 million dollars for their entire lot.

Mark refused stating that he only needed a choice few and the actual company as most of their work was unfortunately of low quality which would become even more glaring as animation quality increased with the new age computer advancements.

He pushed forward a list of cartoons he mostly wanted and said that he was willing to pay 150 million dollars for it. It showed -

Scooby-Doo, Where Are You!

The Flintstones.

The Jetsons.

The Yogi Bear Show.

The Smurfs.

The Huckleberry Hound Show.

Top Cat.

Wacky Races.

Most of it was really good content but the real reason Mark was trying his best to purchase this animation studio for mainly two reasons the first was Velma as he didn't really want to see that abomination to ever be created again.

The other was a plan that had been put into motion a few months back with his acquisition of Marvel. A plan to create a TV channel exclusively featuring animated content, where he would release his cartoons and animated films later on.

Ted Turner, owner of Turner Broadcasting System, was someone he had been paying close attention to. He knew that the man would create Cartoon Network in 1992, so he would have around 2 years if any variation in this world's timeline didn't mess up his plans to make something of himself.

To earn a reputation great enough that Turner himself would ask to collaborate with him to create the Cartoon Network. It would be quite the uphill battle but as his father says nothing really worth having ever comes easy in life and that's what makes it worthwhile.

They told him that they would need more time to think about his offer. Mark knew that they were under pressure to improve their equipment, update the software and even hire and train up better animators if they wanted to stay relevant in the animation business.

Money that they currently didn't have and Mark knew how to press the advantage. He said, "How about this 100 million dollars for 61% shares of the company and the right to buy the remainder if you choose to sell it off in the future."

All Mark really wanted was controlling rights over the studio and ownership of the current IPs of said studio. He didn't really care about the percentage especially when he knew these old geezers would drop dead in a decade.

Then he would get to purchase the remaining for the original price he was paying now, not the billion dollar animation studio it would become in the future. 'Ahh, I love the fine print of contractual agreements.'

After mulling over his new offer for a few minutes William Hanna, counter offered, "we are willing to agree to $95 million for 55% of shares of the company."

"Deal." Mark replied with a smile, as he didn't really care for the percentage of ownership and only that he would have the majority.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you Mr. Hanna, Mr. Barbera. I hope to have smooth cooperation with you both." Mark said in a jovial tone, happy that his plan was coming together perfectly.

"Please, call me Bill, Mark. We're going to be working together after all." Willam Hanna replied with a smile of his own as this money would allow him to finally live a lavish and free life that he had dreamt of and even provide for his family for generations to come.

"And call me, Joe, I too hope you allow us to adapt some of your works into cartoons. I imagine they would do really well."

Mark knew that Hanna supervised the animation, while Barbera did the stories and pre-production. So he would have to bring them up to speed like how he did through Kevin. It was exhausting having to micromanage their tasks on the clunky phone with no video call.

"Well I do have a few ideas for you guys to work on. Don't worry we will be doing a lot of great work together."

"Mark, we have a request to make. I know we already agreed to sell the majority of the studio to you. But could it be possible to keep the name the same as it is now - Hanna-Barbera."

"Well would you be willing to come up to 60% if I promise to never change the name?" Mark said with a poker face, glad that his mask came in clutch as holding back his devious smile was really becoming hard.

The two old men looked at each other and discussed amongst themselves for a few seconds in hushed tones.

Bill then replied, "60% for $100 million and the name stays the same."

Mark didn't hesitate to seal the deal, "you got yourself a deal, bill. Congratulations."

"My lawyers will get all the paperwork taken care of by today and then I will transfer over the cash by tomorrow." Mark was delaying the payment by a day because he wanted to get a loan against said purchase.

As it would then be used to get a tax break and even be deducted from his actual profit for the year as it was a business expense and can be written off against gross profit. All the studying economics from books of actual capitalist really paid off.

With this purchase Mark would start a new animation studio branch that would create content for his future Cartoon Network, even a branch for Marvel Animations in collaboration with Pixar when he would eventually buy them off as well.

After all, he knew that Pixar wouldn't find its groove for a few more years until the Toy Story came into existence. A story whose script he had already written and registered as a script for an animation film.

He knew he was chipping away at Jobs and the constant failures of Pixar were eating him up. His capital that he had received from Apple at his departure should be half gone by now. A few more months and a bigger and more sincere offer should do the trick.

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{Author's Note: Writing this chapter made me so happy I can't tell you guys it was almost as cathartic as the chapter where Mark bought off Marvel. Now at least in my books Velma will never exist, not even the possibility of it. My fellow Scooby Doo lovers and fans, I did it (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Anyways the next few chapters will be about the release and reception of knives out mostly but a very special chapter will also be there in between. It will be special one, I hope you all like it.

Anywhos, moving on, thanks for reading my work. I am entirely motivated by interaction, suggestions and feedback. So please leave a comment or review and I will probably write faster.

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