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The one who started the fire.
Snarky MTV VJ energy. Leather jacket, zero filter, all girl. She doesn't read the news — she roasts it. Backstage pass permanent. Coffee always half-empty. Left every party that wasn't good enough for her.
"What's up, it's your girl Blaze."
The Gentleman Anarchist.
Born in São Paulo, raised in London, based in Brooklyn. The accent is British, the soul is Brazilian. Charcoal turtleneck, gold chain, wire-frame glasses when he's being serious. He slows down instead of getting louder. The cool counterweight to Blaze's fire.
"That's your world. Try not to break it."
The Digital Correspondent.
Half puppet, half glitch, all mouth. Bought on Etsy for $45 and put on air before anybody asked if he wanted the job. He didn't. He's here anyway. Talks back to Blaze, questions Marco's turtleneck choices, and once told the weather to go outside and check for itself.
"Don't shoot the messenger. Especially if he's made of felt."
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