Participation Trophy Novels & Stories

There were about ten participants and the youngest and thinnest was he, who had the audacity to look at the rest curiously. You're finished, dude. The animator dictated the rules clearly and quickly. A trophy and three hundred dollars would be the succulent prize for part of the meat they were going to eat. The other contestants were anxious and the most surprising thing is that Luc looked at me with a smile as if the competition were a piece of cake, which is illogical because eating a large amount of indecent meat and seeing who could eat the most in a time of no more than ten minutes, seemed crazy to me.

The preliminary stage takes 9 episodes of the show, the semifinal takes 3 episodes and the final, an episode. There are prizes for winners in this competition. The first, second and third position in each category receives a cash prize of different amounts, laptops, trophies and medals. The fourth to sixth position in each category also receives cash prizes of the same amount. All eliminated semifinalists and students eliminated in the preliminaries are also not left out in the receiving of cash prizes but theirs is lesser depending on when they were disqualified. Aside from this, every participating student gets a tablet each; text books and computer systems are given to the winner's school

Assunta was sad but she didn't feel any regret, she knew that she fought the strongest opponent she ever faced and won his appreciation. The Night Sky was still blooming with light from the fireworks as the awarding ceremony was about to start soon, Lauren head back to the waiting room to get himself ready for the awarding ceremony. Lauren 'She was really impressive, she was not fazed by this big loss, it looked like she gained something from our battle today, now that is over I should quickly freshen up to and go back to the stadium' Lauren washed and wore another pair of the black coat as he walked back to the stadium, he saw rows and rows of trainers filled the battleground, they where al

I walked, more like staggered slightly to the mantle by the fireplace where all the family’s knickknacks and small achievements were kept on display. I saw the small trophy Pearl got for her waterboarding camp, a photo of her all red face and wet by the side. Ryan was in a karate fit which was very on-brand for him. Margaret won the tastiest roast at a fair and Chase squished between all of them in another photo, holding a birthday cake.

Samantha's POV The trophy was heavier than she expected. Samantha had held trophies before. Smaller ones, regional ones, the kind that lived on shelves in childhood bedrooms and collected dust with quiet dignity. This one was different. Cold metal and real weight and the Grand Prix insignia cut clean into the base. She held it with both hands and looked at it and tried to feel the size of what it meant. She was still working on that when she heard the sound beside her.

But Martin didn’t want to lift it alone. He lowered the cup slightly, turned to Damien, and reached for his hand. Their fingers interlaced naturally, rings pressing together with familiar warmth. Martin guided Damien’s hand to the other handle. Together, they raised the trophy as one—four hands, two hearts, one victory. The stadium exploded. The roar transformed into something primal and joyous, chants of “Martin! Damien!” rising from the stands in waves that drowned out everything else. It wasn’t just applause for a goal or a tackle; it was acceptance, celebration, and a collective exhale from fans who had witnessed the rawest kind of truth on the pitch tonight.

He gestured to the clothes I had unwrapped on the bed. I nodded. He nodded too. “You know the trophy you were holding...” “Yeah?” “Arjun won it for being in the top 10 most successful businesses owned by a young person.” “Really?” My eyes widened. “Yup, that was his first trophy. He then went on to winning many more trophies after that, including most useful business awards, America's big youngest business owner, and another award about being the hottest CEO or something.” As he spoke, I watched how his smile never left his face.

ZACK’S POV The stadium was filled with athletes, their family and friends and the huge crowd of audience who were deadly excited to see their beloved athletes perform their best. They all were hell bound on cheering for their favorite athletes at the top of their voices. Various announcements were being made about the sports venues and finally, after a long wait, the championship trophies were brought up to the stage for display. The Championship trophy was a huge golden colored one which was similar to the Zonal championship’s symbol. It was the symbol of unity, sportsmanship and victory. Winning this trophy could become an athlete's honor of earning what he deserved!!!

I agreed eagerly as he went to bring me some diabetic treats. I was still recovering from the after-effects of the competition. My stomach was so full that I thought I would puke any second or burst out into bits. Sweat was formed over my forehead and mouth as I wiped it with the sleeve of my shirt. There was sauce stains all over my clothes. I cringed inwardly. I needed to freshen up and I had brought a pair of spare clothes along with me. "George, George," I heard a man's voice coming from behind me and I turned around. One of the host of the competition came running to me and he handed me a small bronze coloured trophy with a cheque. "Here is your trophy and a cash price of thirty dollars

he asked, his expression naughty as he licked his lips. Instead of answering him I said, “I wanted to participate because of the gift prize which is ten thousand dollars. Why would you want to participate?” “Because I would like the trophy,” he replied simply. “Oh, okay and you will tell me what happened between us?” “You are quite certain that something happened between us,” he smiled with an evil glint in his eyes and I could feel myself getting warm all over. “Okay fine, I will participate in the competition with you, now tell me!” I compromised with the devil.