“Right… And finally how do you feel about the other tributes that have been selected? Do you feel you are fit and ready enough to win?”
“I feel like I stand a great chance at beating the other tributes” Deadpool answered.
The crowd stayed silent… Expecting a slightly more detailed answer, but it never came.
“Ok…” Ayv finally said, breaking the silence when he realised nothing else was going to be said. “Short but sweet, I guess.”
Deadpool got up and walked off the stage before Ayv could even give him a send off.
“Well… I guess there is always one who doesn’t give much of an interview” He said to the crowd shrugging his shoulders. “Anyway, let’s hope our next tribute is a bit more talkative! Its his District 2 comrade, he’s a chemist by trade, please welcome ZAZI GUADO!!!”
The theme music cued ) A tall slim man walked out on to the stage, his blue hair immediately caught the attention of the crowd who liked someone who stood out and the cheers rose. He addressed the crowd as per protocol and smiled kindly. He shook Ayv’s hand and sat down opposite him.
“Zazi, welcome to The Hunger Games! Tell me your feelings on being selected.”
“Thanks for having me Ayv” Zazi smiled. “Well, it's all in the luck of the draw really. The funny thing about the Hunger Games is that it doesn't care who you are. If I'm correct, my fellow tribute, Deadpool, is a professor at the local university in District 2. Certainly his job is an important one. My colleague, Maniac and I were working on specialist medicines for the King. Now opinions of the King may vary, and I certainly have my own, but it's all about duty. In the Hunger Games, regardless of rankings, supporters, or what have you, we all have the same duty that we wish, and plan on, fulfilling. My duty, before Draw Day at least, was to my work. Now my duty has changed, and I accept it. I know there is parity amongst the districts, but in the Hunger Games, it, in a way, makes all the divisions equal. It's interesting.” He chuckled. “That's what I believe, at least.”
“Makes all divisions equal huh?” Ayv said, stroking his chin. “I guess you can look at it that way certainly, but in terms of previous years results, it certainly shows that they are not equal at all.”
“Perhaps.” Zazi replied.
“Anyway, as you’ve mentioned, you’re a chemist, and I’ve been told you work long hours and don’t get too much of a chance to exercise, keep fit, and make yourself physically strong in case of Game selection. No offence, but looking at you, you look the weediest of the 4 tributes from Districts 1 and 2. What do you think you can bring to The Games despite your obvious lack of physical strength? Do you think you can win?”
“I think you could take the entire crop of tributes and find something that they do better than all the other tributes. Some people are, as you pointed out, physically stronger. Some people are more intelligent. Some people are better at skipping stones. Some people are better at making love.” The crowd gave a few wolf whistles. Ayv hushed them with his hand. “The key to victory is just figuring out what that something is, and how it can help you achieve victory. As for me winning? Sure, I think I can win. If I didn't, I might as well just kill myself on this stage in front of everyone, as my life would be essentially over. That'd make for television, wouldn't it? No, I think I can win. I just need to figure out what about me will be the reason I win.”
“Yes please don’t kill yourself!” Ayv laughed “Or I may be out of a job!”
Zazi laughed with him. “No no, don’t worry, I don’t intend to.”
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