#bmtask

Before we plan the next locations, we really want all of your input on where the group goes so we've decided to come up with a task to get all your ideas!

For this task we just need you to make a list of your character's top 5 places they want to go, and make sure to tag your post bmtask12 so we can find it.

There's no time limit but be sure to finish this ASAP so we can move the group quickly.

Sky Dive

Swim with sharks

Cover a Layton's car with post it notes

Meet Chuck Norris

Visit a nude beach

Learn to cook

Get a deep fryer

Fall in a pool fully clothed. 

Go to Harvard

I'm incredible.

Anyway for this week you're just going to answer some questions we've come up with (answer them in character), just so everyone including yourself can get to know your character a bit better. Make a post with the answered questions, tag it as bmtask9, and have it done by Saturday at the very latest. If you want to add more things about your character but there aren't any questions relating to it, you can just go ahead and add it in anyway if you want. Do me a favor and like this once you've seen it? Questions are under the cut. 

Julia woke up from her dream in a cold sweat. Sitting up straight in her bed, she quickly turned to her left to see if Violet was awake. She wasn’t. Breathing in and out slowly to catch her breath, she ran her fingers through her hair and tried to stop herself from shaking. After she was sure that her hands were no longer trembling, she let out another breath and laid down, only to sit back up again. Her pillow was damp. Why was it damp? After patting it for what felt like a minute with her hands, she realized that it was wet because of her tears. She had been crying. Shaking her head in a lame attempt to stop the flow of memories from her earlier visit, she stumbled out of her bed and clumsily grasped for the bottle of alcohol she knew would be right next to her. Plodding to the door she opened it and tried her best to make it out to the courtyard before the tears in her eyes had completely blinded her and the recollections from earlier today swallowed her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Hi,” Julia said in what she hoped was a polite tone of voice. “Uh, I’m here to see Malena Fujimoto.” The lady sitting at the desk in front of her appeared disinterested and bored. Chewing her gum loudly, she looked up lazily at Julia and asked, “Are you a mother or a relative?” Julia shook her head and gave the worker a tight smile. “Neither. A friend.” The woman stared at Julia for what seemed like ages, then slowly nodded her head. Giving Julia a paper bracelet, she pointed to her right, down the hall. Speed walking down the pristine hallway, she quickly made her way to Malena’s door and stood in front of it. She closed her eyes for a millisecond and twisted the doorknob. Peeking her head inside, she immediately placed a hand over her mouth to stop the noise that was threatening to come out of it. Malena looked anything but well. Her naturally tan skin was shot to a pale white, and there were multiple band aids and cloths that decorated her body but did little to cover the black and blue bruises and cuts. She looked like….death. Julia inched forward uncertainly and sat down softly, scared that any sudden movement might break the poor girl. “Hey,” she managed to croak out along with a half smile. “How does the other guy look?” She knew Malena couldn’t laugh back, but she still felt a pang in her heart. “Listen I….I really need you to get better.” Tears began to well up in her eyes and she blinked them back, struggling to see properly. “We’re not super duper close but I still considered you a friend. And I saw you last Friday at Remi’s party, you were,” Julia covered her mouth once again, but couldn’t trap the noise that squeaked out. “Y-you were walking, and talking, and, you were well, and…” She inhaled sharply, struggling to get the words past the lump in her throat.

Finn had always been relatively active when it came to the rivalry, he didn’t like the Fleming kids and he wasn’t afraid to show his displeasure with the way they acted, but he had never done anything like this. Vandalism was something serious, and he knew is they got caught he would be in serious trouble, not only with the cops, but also with his mother. But the older woman was also part of the reason he was there. He had heard the stories of how the Fleming girls used to bully her, all because of that asshole, his father.

And as he thought about the man who had left his mother to raise him alone while he lived a perfect life with his precious family, his anger just boiled. He knew what room he was going to go first. He had one fist closed as he approached the school he had hated for almost eighteen years now, and in his other hand a baseball bat. They were here to cause destruction, right? He knew he wouldn’t be the only one there; this was a little school project, much more fun than any other. And as he got inside the imposing building he smiled seeing that some of the dorms had already been destroyed. He just hoped the one he wanted was still waiting for him.

The boy stuck his head inside a few doors, until he finally found it. Rhys Knox’s room. The boy who had everything he should have, and just love it to shove it in his face. Well, not tonight. He started with the TV and the computer, hitting each as hard as he could. Letting every ounce of anger spill through his actions. Finn took special attention to the picture frame next to the computer, a family picture. The boy broke the frame, shards of glasses flying, before ripping the picture in little pieces. He went through draws and closet doors, and nothing was left in place.