Hollywood tapped his thigh as he thought, eyes drifting as memories crossed him mind. "My biggest regret..." His gaze fell, as he found what he was sure it was, "Not trying harder to finding a better second job than the Gladiator Arena. I hate that I have to keep lying to the people I care about and keeping secrets. I am, however, grateful that I still have my little brother. He's all I've got, and I'd live, die, and maybe even kill for him. I'm also grateful for my friends, I can rely on them for everything, and they're like the village helping me raise him. My hopes and resolutions are that I'll be able to get out of the wRHG, find something to sustain myself and my brother, and finally get with someone I've been crushing on since high school."

Stefan smiles with a huge grin and says, "I simply would want more friends"

Brandy thought long and hard about the three questions. "What's my biggest regret this year?" she thought. "What am I grateful for? What are my hopes and resolutions next year?"

It all intrigues her, but it's tough to respond after all she's done is trying to survive the cold, cruel world. Wait... that's it! That's one answer she can think of, but what about the rest? Brandy pondered for a long while, as if she has no idea what to do. Finally, she gave three honest answers.

"My biggest regret is leaving home too early. After the incident, I had to run away... I was scared. I don't want to face capital punishment for something accidental..." she replied with a hint of sorrow and guilt within her breath. "But what I am grateful," she added, "is that I've survived enough to live on my own, with a new identity, and a new goal." Brandy then takes a deep breath and finishes one more question, "My resolution this year," she hesitated as she thought about this long enough, "is not just finding a new home, but to face... my past."

Skinnyclaw appeared to have left the Interview Room without anyone noticing. Whatever's her case, hope she has a nice New Year.

A puff of purple-tinted smoke engulfed Chesh in an instant, obscuring the view of him entirely. Once it had cleared, his female self let out a feminine chortle.

"Oh Miss Interviewer Lady, how you come up with such delightful questions!" She cooed, clasping her hands over heart in a rather dramatic fashion. Her eyes lit up like a cats as she twirled in place, the fabric of her clothing falling beautifully over every curve of her body. "To say the very least, I would find a nice tree to nap under. Unless of course it was too noisy, then a nice session of yoga would be splendid!"

Her manicured hand flew up to cover her mouth as she let out a giggle. "Yoga sounds nice, doesn't it?"

"i would make the world end early by expelling every last drop of energy i have to rip the world in two. That would also rip my body apart," said Digkid with a small chuckle.

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Beginning to walk circles around the room she began to chuckle. Not very loudly though, just quiet giggles as she seemed to face down on the carpeted floor. The chandelier above them swayed a little before she stopped tensely and looked up. Her mask just focused right on the quivering lights before it stopped.

"Huh, curious..." she murmured before looking at the time. "Oh yes, the next question. What would you do if the world were to end in the next hour or two from now?"

AAlbus's head snapped toward Chesh and Digkid. If his eyes could still express emotion, one of his brows would be arched sky-high. Yet another pair of interesting specimens... Calmly sliding his gaze back unto the interviewer, he replied, "I would simply move, of course. I could have a self-sustaining ship to maintain operations in constructed in mid-flight at exit velocity with the snap of my fingers." Of course, an hour or two would be a very short notice for his science team. His throat tightened a little as he thought of just how hard-pressed he would be to actually accomplish that.

Bek tilts his head, scratching behind his ear with his tail. The question had made something in him ache dully. It wasn't an unfamiliar ache, either. But strangely enough, he couldn't remember ever having felt it, either. It was quite the internal dilemma. Fun in a way, but not the sort of fun he typically enjoyed. His tail slowly drifted down to his chain, then tensed away. "Huh. I suppose that question is a bit harder to answer. I suppose the only answer I can give really is that I would have to go home and wait things out. Of course, that could be a bit fun, but quite dull afterwards. Like getting a toy on a time limit, without knowing there was a time limit to begin with, then throwing it away since it'd just be a bother to keep."

" i would try to find the way home to my dimension really fast," said Freewind as he flexed his wings.

They eyes behind the mask of Hollywood dragged at the though, his mind revolving to find an answer to this hypothetical. Hand sliding into his pocket, his head tilted down as he wondered, but he eventually found his honest truth. Returning his gaze back to the Interviewer, he spoke.

"I would take my brother to the park. I would be with him the entire time, do anything he wanted to do. Even if I'm terrified deep down, I'd want him to be calm and at piece." His eyes drifted for a moment again. "We'd probably talk about Mom and Dad too."

Brandy let the question sink into her mind, letting her voice replay in her head as it's processing the answer very carefully. Although, it sounded a bit ridiculous, she thought about it thoroughly and gave a heavy sigh. "I would go back to my family and spend my last hour or two with them, confessing the sins I've bottled up," she responded. "I would hug them one by one, and stay by their side as the world around me collapse upon itself."

"I would probably shit myself." says Yrk.

A young teenager with a grey hood covering his head walked in slowly as he tried to be the least amount of conspicuous. He looked around for a few second revealing the face of quite the young adult with red shades covering his eyes. He finds a empty table and walks towards it but as he does he takes out a notebook and quickly writes on it with a pencil he was hiding under his sleeve. "I heard this was the interviews." the man says loudly as he takes his seat awkwardly. "So what I would do of the world was about to explode in an hour?" He quickly whispers to himself as he continues to write and folds his legs to get more comfortable. "I would simply find all my friends ad thank them for being just that." With a small grin he says aloud as he stops writing and puts his pencil down on the table carefully."