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Trophy Room

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The Trophy Room is a room on the third floor of the Hogwarts Castle. Awards, trophies, cups, plates, shields, statues, and medals are kept in crystal glass displays in this room. This room also contains a list of Head Boys and Head Girls. Prominently displayed are Hogwarts Awards for Services to the School, with known recipients being Tom Marvolo Riddle, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. Most likely, in 1995, the Triwizard Cup was placed here as well. The Trophy Room is connected to an Armour Gallery. A portrait of Brutus Scrimgeour hangs on one of the walls, hiding a passageway to the Fourth Floor Secret Passage.

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Twyla and EQ

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EQ Schmidt - First Year Ravenclaw • The Ghost's Legacy

- "I won't care if they laugh at me, if I lose my grip on gravity - I'm doing the best I can."
Message Me  - 00:38, September 10, 2018 (UTC)

Eeku was wandering around when he had stumbled upon this place. His eyes trailed along the walls at the different trophies, awards, and plaques. He was sure some of his family members would be listed on a couple of them. Instead of a feeling of pride, however, it was more a feeling of dread. Although he loved quidditch, he hated the idea that it was basically predestined that he'd eventually be up there too. He wanted to earn his spot there. Not by some Schmidt default. Most people paid attention to the shine the case of trophies cast around the room, but all EQ could think about was being in the case's shadow.



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Twyla Montgomery - first year gryffindor ◈ omen of misfortune ◈ maledictus

-"And when her halo finally broke, she carved the two halves into horns."
Message Me – 00:43, September 10, 2018 (UTC)

Twyla found one of the trophies that sat on a pedestal and used the very tip of her index finger to chaotically teeter it back and forth until it reached the very edge. "Okay, Eeyore. Being sad causes wrinkles or something along those lines," she said and pushed the trophy to the ground where it clattered noisely. "Whatcha' up to?" she chirped happily, stepping around the trophy on the ground with ease.


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EQ Schmidt - First Year Ravenclaw • The Ghost's Legacy

- "I won't care if they laugh at me, if I lose my grip on gravity - I'm doing the best I can."
Message Me  - 01:06, September 12, 2018 (UTC)

EQ was broken from his thoughts upon hearing an all too familiar voice followed by an annoyingly loud crash. Offering a small smile, Eeku shook his head. "Wrinkles are caused by smiling and laughter, doofus." He corrected, though there was affection in the name. "I was wandering around, and I just kind of ended up here." He explained, his eyes shifting from the trophies to Twyla. "What about you, Montgomery? What are you doing hanging around here?"



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Twyla Montgomery - first year gryffindor ◈ omen of misfortune ◈ maledictus

-"And when her halo finally broke, she carved the two halves into horns."
Message Me – 09:29, September 13, 2018 (UTC)

"Did you just call me doofus?" she asked increduously as a smirk surfaced. "I'm going to give you a wet willy for that when you least expect it," she teased lightly and stretched her body out a tad. "Oh, you know. Looking for something to get into trouble with. But your darling face will suffice for now." Twyla was starting to feel a bit more restless lately, thanks to whatever her bloodborne curse was doing to her body.


Philip and Morgan

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Philip Tyrrell - First Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 17:43, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

Philip had come to explore the room, trying to see if he could find the names of his family in here. He came to a list of Head Boys and Girls, and he immediately recognized several names. His grandparents, his dad, and his aunt Emilee..He hoped that one day he could join them on that list.


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Morgan le Fey - first year slytherin student • carrying a legacy

- "How will history remember you?"
Message Me  - 17:49, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

What with the ball going on and filling the castle with fancy music and the smell of perfume, Morgan's retreated to this room of all places to try and get away from the glamour. It's usually quiet, and the names on the trophies are always interesting to read to see if he recognises any of them - a few Potters, the odd Lestrange. It's fascinating how much history is in the place. He's got his hands and nose pressed to the glass of one of the cases in particular, the Quidditch trophies.
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Philip Tyrrell - First Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 17:53, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

Hearing someone else walking around the room, he looked to see who it was. He spotted Morgan at the Quidditch trophies, so he walked over. "Anything interesting in this case?"


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Morgan le Fey - first year slytherin student • carrying a legacy

- "How will history remember you?"
Message Me  - 17:57, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

The voice behind him makes him jump a little, and he looks over his shoulder to see a head full of curls peering at the trophies with him. "Not unless you care about the -" His eyes drop back to the ormaments, reading the inscriptions with a squint. "- winner of the 1989 house tournament."
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Philip Tyrrell - First Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 18:00, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

"Oh, that does sound interesting to me.", he said with a small smile. "Are you doing here hiding from the chaos of the tournament too?"


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Morgan le Fey - first year slytherin student • carrying a legacy

- "How will history remember you?"
Message Me  - 18:03, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

The too intrigues him, and he looks back to the boy, eyes twitching inquisitively. "Yeah, it's - way too much for me," he says earnestly, nodding. "All the - the music and the noise. Lot of chaos for something that'll be over in a few weeks. And Ravenclaw won."
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Philip Tyrrell - First Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 18:05, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

"Yeah...I'm not really big on crowds, so this whole thing is a little much..And I feel like we get left out of most of it just because we're young."


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Morgan le Fey - first year slytherin student • carrying a legacy

- "How will history remember you?"
Message Me  - 18:12, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

"I wouldn't go anyway," he says with a little snuffle; he neglects to mention that the reason he wouldn't go is because he has no idea who he'd ask to go with him. He doesn't particularly have many friends, to be honest.
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Philip Tyrrell - First Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 18:15, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

"I don't know if I would either, but it would be nice to at least be included", he said with a shrug. "I'm Philip Tyrrell, by the way...I've seen you in classes, I think."


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Morgan le Fey - first year slytherin student • carrying a legacy

- "How will history remember you?"
Message Me  - 18:19, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

"Morgan," he introduces himself with a small smile and a nod, folding his arms across his chest. "Tyrell as in - the Tyrells?" He has to ask - having a famous surname is a very niche thing to empathise with.
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Philip Tyrrell - First Year Ravenclaw

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Message Me  - 18:22, September 1, 2018 (UTC)

He was used to being recognized for his name by now, so it didn't even phase him, so he nodded. "Yep..Both my grandmother and father were the Minister and my mom was the Chief Warlock...Very Ministry focused in my family.", he said, answering the usual questions about his family.


Champion Interviews

Catherine

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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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Blanche would be perched on a stool, her powder-blue quick-quotes quill perked and ready.


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Kit Durante - Thunderbird 7th Year • Triwizard Champion • Werewolf • Space Nut • @KitKat_the_SpaceSnack

-“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” ~Sarah Williams
Message Me – 21:28, August 26, 2018 (UTC)

She smiles brightly in greeting upon entering the room. "Nice to meet you," she says, offering her hand to shake. She'd like to address the woman by name, but she wasn't sure what it was anymore.
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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She acknowledges her presence, "Ah, Catherine, please sit! So lets get started, why enter the tournament?"


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Kit Durante - Thunderbird 7th Year • Triwizard Champion • Werewolf • Space Nut • @KitKat_the_SpaceSnack

-“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” ~Sarah Williams
Message Me – 23:45, August 26, 2018 (UTC)

She awkwardly retracts her hand as she takes a seat. "Ah, well--" she clears her throat, deciding to dismiss the slight as a cultural difference of some kind. "It seemed like a fun challenge, and I like to push myself. Plus, y'know, the winnings aren't half bad," she addz with a laugh.
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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She smiles, her quick quotes quill writing furiously. "So the winnings? What are your plans with them?"


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Kit Durante - Thunderbird 7th Year • Triwizard Champion • Werewolf • Space Nut • @KitKat_the_SpaceSnack

-“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” ~Sarah Williams
Message Me – 11:18, August 27, 2018 (UTC)

"If I win them, they'll be going toward a no-maj university education after I graduate."
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"And what would you study? Why?"


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Kit Durante - Thunderbird 7th Year • Triwizard Champion • Werewolf • Space Nut • @KitKat_the_SpaceSnack

-“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” ~Sarah Williams
Message Me – 00:31, August 31, 2018 (UTC)

"Aerospace engineering. I'd like to study space in the magical world, but the no-majes are a good bit ahead of us, so I'd like to know what they know."
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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She looks a bit bored as the quill jots down Kit's response. "Great. I think that's all I have to ask. Thank you so much, Catherine, and Good luck for the first task!"


Jacob

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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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Blanche would be perched on a stool, her powder-blue quick-quotes quill perked and ready.


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Jacob Lawson Thunderbird Sixth Year
-Torn between two worlds

 – 16:28, August 26, 2018 (UTC)~

He entered the room, and noted the quill. He furrowed his brow briefly before extending his hand. "Ms. Belmont?"


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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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She holds an elegant hand out, "Please, call me Blanche. You must be Jacob? Take a seat, please. This won't take too long." She says, her voice velvety and smooth. "Let's start with the big question: why put your name in the goblet of fire?"


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Jacob Lawson Thunderbird Sixth Year
-Torn between two worlds

 – 01:59, August 27, 2018 (UTC)

He shook her hand and took the seat she had indicated. "Eternal glory. Proving to the wizarding world that No-Maj's are no different than students who have wizarding parents. Proving to my parents that this magic stuff isn't so bad."


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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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She sighs happily, "Oh, the readers will eat you up!" She says, "Do you think that you have any advantages compared to your competitors?"


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Jacob Lawson Thunderbird Sixth Year
-Torn between two worlds

 – 03:08, August 28, 2018 (UTC)

He shrugged. "I think I'm the most athletic of the group," he said. "I've played both Magical and No-Maj sports, which come with its own set of... ways of thinking that are different from just magical knowledge and theory and such."


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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"And you can give me an example of one of these...ways of thinking?"


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Jacob Lawson Thunderbird Sixth Year
-Torn between two worlds

 – 13:22, August 29, 2018 (UTC)~

He paused to consider that. "Sports is a lot of thinking on your feet, and reacting to what's happening to you as it comes. And not just in a fight-or-flight sort of way... in a way that's ultimately going to be advantageous to you, and to your team. To win."


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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"Perfect." She smiles, flashing her pearly white teeth. "Let me just say, good luck, Jacob. I'm sure we'll speak again very soon."


Marion

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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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Blanche would be perched on a stool, her powder-blue quick-quotes quill perked and ready.


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Marion Clements - 6th Year - Beauxbatons Student

-“Un seul être vous manque et tout est dépeuplé”
Message Me  - 22:58, August 26, 2018 (UTC)

Marion walked in, only taking a few moments before noticing the interviewer. "Uh, hello."



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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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She smiles at Marion, "Welcome, Marion. I'm Blanche, I'll be asking you some questions." She directs him to a seat. "So why did you enter the competition?"


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Marion Clements - 6th Year - Beauxbatons Student

-“Un seul être vous manque et tout est dépeuplé”
Message Me  - 00:29, August 27, 2018 (UTC)

He sits down in the seat, thinking for a moment so he didn't answer with something dumb. "Well, I believe I have a chance to win this...So, why not?"



Blanche4
Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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The pen scribbles down, "And what makes you believe that? What secrets lie in your tousled hair?"


Moira

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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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Blanche would be perched on a stool, her powder-blue quick-quotes quill perked and ready.


Moi
Moira Després-Valet - sixth year papillonlisse ♔ famous

-"Someday you will find your place in the world."
Message Me – 22:59, August 26, 2018 (UTC)

Moira pulled her blonde curls over to one shoulder as she entered the trophy room, her eyes curiously sweeping over Blance's form before she took a seat adjacent to the woman.


Blanche4
Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
Message Me Find Me

She smiles at Moira, "Welcome, Moira. I'm Blanche, I'll be asking you some questions." She directs him to a seat. "So why did you enter the competition?"


Moi
Moira Després-Valet - sixth year papillonlisse ♔ famous

-"Someday you will find your place in the world."
Message Me – 23:57, August 26, 2018 (UTC)

"Because I believe I can win," she responded and delicately crossed one ankle over the other, directing her knees to the side in. A polite manner. "I do enjoy a challenge."


Blanche4
Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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She smirks, her quill scribbling something down, "And how do you feel about the winnings?"


Moi
Moira Després-Valet - sixth year papillonlisse ♔ famous

-"Someday you will find your place in the world."
Message Me – 00:20, August 27, 2018 (UTC)

She allowed a pleasant little pageant-girl smile adorn her face, blue eyes twinkling with mild amusement. "I actually don't care about the prizes."


Blanche4
Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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The quill happily scribbles down her words, "So what would you do with your winnings?"


Xavier

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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
Message Me Find Me

Blanche would be perched on a stool, her powder-blue quick-quotes quill perked and ready.


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Xavi stepped into the room, dressed somewhat casually in a white dress shirt, tucked into black jeans, and a gray coat thrown over it, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He hadn't been in the Trophy Room much and glanced over it before sitting down.

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
Blanche4
Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"Welcome Xavier," she purrs, her voice silky and smooth, "Thank you for seeing me today. Let's start with the big question: why enter the tournament?"


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"I'd prefer Xavi, thank you," he said, trying not to choke at her voice. It'd been a few seconds and he already knew he was going to hate this. "For fun, obviously," he said, as laid back as one could possibly be. "I don't want to prove myself or become the next most famous wizard, I just wanted a challenge, y'know? Something that actually felt exhilarating."

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"So, Xavier. You wanted a challenge? We all know you like a challenge, since you're a member of a notorious wizarding biker gang - did any of the members persuade you into it to earn your stripes or was it your own decision?" She asks, her quick quotes quill furiously writing down.


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"A notorious wizarding biker gang? That's a new one," he snorted. "I do not like bikes or notoriety, so I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about. Remind me what exactly this interview is about again. I forgot."

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
Blanche4
Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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Her lips quirk into a smile when he says he forgot, and the quill furiously scribbles something down. "The Serpents. We have several reports of you being part of it. Do you think they've influenced you in trying out for the tournament?"


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He watched her face, irked when she smiled. He had a bad feeling. He was treading the water carefully now. "Oh, them. I wouldn't really call them a biker gang, per se. But to each their own. Your reporters sound interesting. Wonder what they're busy doing following a sixteen year old around for dirt."

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"So what would you call them, since you acknowledge that you're a member?"


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"I actually haven't actually said anything about being a member. But if you need confirmation, I'm not," he said, shrugging. "Sorry to be a let down. I'm friends with a couple of 'em though. Don't think I could get you an inside scoop, however. So don't bother asking for one."

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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The quill flourishes and then scribbles something down. "Lovely." She says, clicking her tongue, "Now, Xavier, what do you plan to do if you win the money and title?"


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"Not much. I'll probably donate the money to be completely honest. I don't really want anything to do with the title either," he said nonchalantly.

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"Then, why enter? Surely there's someone who could benefit from the money?"


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"Pretty clear on the fact that I just wanted a challenge. Some entertainment even. There was no wow factor to it. It was simple."

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
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Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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"Interesting. So what's your strategy for the competition in general?"


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"Strategy? Who goes through life with a strategy?" he asked coolly. He was still being casual, but their was a subtle jab of annoyance in the twitch of his finger. Index on the right hand to be exact. "But if you really want to know, I'm choosing not to pose myself as a threat. There's enough threatening people in this competition. Might as well make friends while you can, right?"

Zombies eat brains. You're safe.
Blanche4
Blanché Belmont - Journalist

-“Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body."
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Her eyes glisten as she decides what arc she'll write for Xavier. "That's some strategy. And I'll wish you luck with it, I'm sure we'll speak soon, Xavier."