Over the next few days later each person competing in the tournament had a team of interviewers show up at their house or where they were currently staying to ask them a few questions before they came to the opening ceremony of the tournament.
Erick looked around as a group of people set up cameras and microphones around him.
A man would sit down in a chair across from him and begin to clear his throat. He'd turn a camera and begin to speak. "Hello Blume City I'm currently here with another one of our interviews with the Twelves Miracles. Today we have one of Griffe's members Erick Fernandez."
Erick would stare blankly at the camera.
The man would pull out a stack of papers. "Alright. Lets see. First question is how well do you think you'll do compared to the others?"
"How well? I'm not gonna do just well. I'm gonna do gooder than well." Erick would respond smirking.
"...." The man would stare at Erick appearing to be extremely confused. "Uh. Do you want to perhaps rephrase your sentence?"
"No." Erick would shake his head. "I know what I said."
The man would go silent and stand up. "Yeah we're done here." He'd walk away.
About half an hour later the man would be sitting across from Brooklyn. "Lets see what's first..." He'd flip through his papers. "Oh. How do you feel about being one of the Twelve Miracles?"
Brooklyn would shrug. "I don't know. It's pretty cool I guess."
The man would nod. "Fair enough. Not everyone thinks it's a big deal. How well do you think you'll do against your first opponent?"
"I didn't know who my opponent was till a few days ago." Brooklyn would begin to speak. "They didn't matter to me before and they don't matter now."
The man would nod slowly. "Uh alright. That's ya know. A way to view it suppose."
Brooklyn would nod. "Of course it is. Why would I care about the rest of the miracles when I know I'm going to win."
"Mhm." The man would nod. "But what about Leonidas?"
Brooklyn would go silent for a few seconds. "What about him?"
"You use a blade." He'd begin to speak. "So how exactly will you ya know....cut him?"
Brooklyn would begin to force a smile to hide her growing anger. "By cutting him of course. Would you like a demonstration?" She'd grab her naginata.
"Uh. Alright. I think that's enough for your interview." The man would stand and walk away.
About and hour later it was time for Nitro's interview.
The man would have a glass of water and take a sip of it while he flipped through his paper looking for a question to ask him. "Lets see lets see. Is there anything you're hoping to gain from possibly winning this tournament?"
Nitro would begin to think. "Uh. No not really. Maybe I could get some money. That's always nice and I could impress my Master."
The man would begin to nod at his response. "Ah. Makes sense. Who is your Master exactly?"
"Oh. Jagora." Nitro would respond. "He's fairly well known I guess."
"I have heard of him actually." The man would respond.
"Then you can get an idea of how big a deal this is for me." Nitro would begin to speak. "I want to show him that all his time he spent training me wasn't a complete waste and that I'm capable I'm of using what he taught me for all those years."
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Dotato
FantasyThe story follows three main characters who are known as Dotato being gifted with special abilities. This story is the tale of their adventures.