#bigbeartask2

[cleoxortiz]

cleo remembered scoffing upon being told by the producers that this video diary she had to film wasn’t going to be shown to anyone. bullshit. everyone knew how these reality shows went - anything and everything filmed and said after signing the contract could and would be seen by anyone. and anyone who naively thought otherwise was, in her opinion, an idiot and probably deserved getting screwed over by some reality tv producers who were thirsty for views. she, on the other hand, was far from an idiot. so answering these questions as honest as possible like they’d asked? well, cleo was never particularly one to hold back, even knowing others would see her video. with the exception of maybe one question...

deciding to film her video on her drive to work, she propped her phone up on the dash, then pressed record. “hey, it’s cleo. i’ve been asked to do a quick Q&A before the show starts filming. and honestly, if i wasn’t being paid to do this, i would’ve said no. but here we are, so let’s get a little up close and personal, shall we?” wiggling her brows playfully, she smirked at the camera before her eyes returned to the road. “so, first question - do you see a future with marco?” she recited the question from memory, followed by a short laugh. “god, they’re really just going right for it, aren’t they?” referring to the producers. it was a question she ( and maybe even marco ) had been avoiding for quite a while and the fact that she had to answer it now for a reality show was definitely not how she’d planned to address it.

coming to a stop at a red light, she looked into the camera as she answered, “the short answer is yes, i do. we’ve been in each other’s lives for so long now, it’d almost be... weird to not have him there. but whether or not we’ll still be together is a different story. that’s probably not what the producers were looking for, but it’s a fucking loaded question, alright? all i know is marco and i will... probably always be a part of each other’s lives somehow and i’ll always -,” splat! letting out a string of curse words as her phone fell off the dash when she accelerated too hard, cleo quickly repositioned the device before focusing on the road again. 

“anyways, second question was something about whether or not i’ve cheated on anyone before.” taking a pause as she pretended to mull over her answer, she hummed, “hmm... no, i haven’t had to be that spiteful yet. but who the fuck knows? marco can be a real dick sometimes.” she knew the producers were going to eat that shit up, but that’s what this was all about, right? whatever it took to get those views? and it was views that brought in the paycheques. “you know how the saying goes - cheat or be cheated on,” she added jokingly, as she winked at the camera.

“next question was um... do you plan on leaving big bear as well as the sloth once you get your trust fund back?” drumming her fingers on the steering wheel, cleo again contemplated her answer, only for real this time. it was never a simple yes or no, was it? “there’s more to it than the trust fund thing, but ultimately, yes i do. my home is in new york, my life is in new york. c’mon, does anyone actually want to spend the rest of their life in middle-of-nowhere big bear?” glancing out the side window before she focused in front of her again, she added, “but i’ll always come back to visit. not to sound like a sappy sentimental bitch, but big bear’s kind of become my second home. so... ya. there’s that.” 

“shit, okay, finally a good question. who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth? ya fucking right - only one?? you might as well ask me who i wouldn’t kick out,” she laughed to herself. “ya, fuck that. let me break it down for you. there’s dory, who’s got some holier-than-thou stick up her ass. we hooked up once in high school, but honestly, half the time, i forget that even happened because that’s how below average that whole experience was.” with two fingers held up, cleo pointed out the second person. “next, the blonde with the creepy furby obsession. hannah? helena? hayley? who the fuck knows. you guys don’t need to know because if someone was actually going to get voted off, she’d be first in a heartbeat.” with a third finger pointed up, she continued, “charlotte. fucking charlotte. where do i even begin? okay, listen. no one is ever that fucking nice out of the kindness of their heart. it’s fake as hell and honestly, she’s probably secretly a psychopath. i’m pretty sure she was obsessed with jason at one point. maybe she still is.” 

“riley would be on this list too if he wasn’t so great at giving massages. so i suppose he’s fine, for now,” she added, bringing down her hand. parking the car, cleo paused, then continued, “you know what? i’m gonna add marco to that list too, but you may just have to watch the show to find out why.” holding up the camera in front of her now, cleo flashed a smile. “and that about wraps it up. if you wanna watch yours truly and a bunch of idiots hanging out in the bahamas, then make sure you check out mtv’s sloth in paradise!”

@marcodiangelo​ @thvodora​ @hazelwiddecombe​ @charlvttes​ @rileyyxkim​

[hazelwiddecombe]

hazel isn’t exactly thrilled about any of this. she doesn’t for a single second believe that her answers won’t be shared with the group as soon as she delivers them. why would the crew bother to have all of this footage made without using it for anything? yeah, no. 

feeling pretty smart but also pretty annoyed with the whole thing (and really wishing she had a podium to speak from), she has already gone over the questions more than once in preparation. she’s not about to get herself in trouble if she can help it.

“so i have to answer these questions... and the producers said the very least i could do was livestream it so,” she gestures toward the camera, “let’s just phil defranco this so we can all go home and do something productive.”

“do i have to go in order?” hazel flips through her scattered notes, “i guess i don’t so, uh... okay first question, who would i consider my best friend.” she pauses for a carefully rehearsed amount of time, putting on her best pensive look. even though it’s a very easy answer, she can’t hurt anyone by announcing it too quickly. “i’m gonna have to say aylie. she’s the anna to my elsa, the elton to my bernie, the cosmo to my wanda. the kyle to my... me. she’s all of it,” she taps her chest over her heart. ”oh and we have one of those friendship necklaces, and it literally says ‘bffs’ so... i can’t argue with that.”

an irritated groan off-screen as her phone falls over from its stand, which is really just a stack of her roommate’s books and that cursed vhs tape that ivan sent her for christmas. hazel is not cut out to be an influencer, but she at least the manages to power through her distaste for the scenario and prop it back up.

“right, so next is, ��what’s the number one thing you want to do at the resort?’, and... i don’t know,” she shrugs, not bothering to put any more thought into it than she already has. “i mean, it’s gonna be work and i’m gonna tolerate it because i’ll get paid. so... yay capitalism? don’t quote me on that out of context, thank you.”

kind of hoping to make people tune out so she doesn’t have to do the last two questions, hazel goes to fetch her turtle. “so this is garfield, and he’d really like to take over from here and just answer the next few..." 

naturally, leo starts yelling at her in the live feed to answer the damn questions.

“okay, leo, just ruin garfield’s moment. fine. the next one is ‘if you had the chance to get back with your ex, would you?” she looks at the camera like she’s on the office and kind of feels like she is. “i want to know who approved these questions because this is private.

“so i'm assuming this is about ivan and not my 6th grade boyfriend... shoutout to roman,” she shoots the most awkward finger guns of her life at the camera. “i mean, we broke up for reasons. mostly stupid reasons but... it’s just hard to date someone who’s that wrong about the muppets.” her notebook script makes another brief apperance, mostly because she doesn’t want to look at the camera, “but ivan is still one of my favorite people and i’m really happy he’s in my life even if he took me to see cats, so... 

“ok, no one cares about this, so i’m just gonna move on to the last question: who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?” she holds the turtle up to her ear and nods like he’s telling her a deep secret, “– garfield agrees with me so unfortunately it’s unanimous: bye bye cleo. sad to see you go.”

and bye everyone else because that was her sock and hazel is a free elf.

mentions: @ayliemonroe​ + @sureivan + @leotakanashi​ + @cleoxortiz 

[sureivan]

— ❄ task two: the interview that proves ivan doesn’t know shit !

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If you had to pick one person in the sloth who you think has no future, who would it be?

“ i’m nearing thirty and not only are my primary occupations grocery store clerk,  larry daley, and seasonal children’s snowboarding instructor – my only friends are also all college-aged at their oldest. to be a perfect grouch, my own future looks fairly glum. however, if i have to choose another sloth member, i believe i would choose kieran – unless he decides to accept that he bears a striking resemblance to poppin’ fresh and, therefore, accepts royalties from the pillsbury corporation. ”

If you had the chance to get back with your ex, would you?

“ i’m not entirely sure. i believe we are in a much better place as friends than we were as an actual couple – god knows going to cats may have sparked an actual fight over who took who to see such a nightmare if we were together together. however, i also don’t believe i would be averse to it. the problem would certainly lie within christmas, however... ”

Would you leave Big bear and the sloth if you had the chance?

“ logically ? i should. i should probably start looking for an actual future. but in the question of would i voluntarily do so ? no ! everyone outside of the sloth thinks i’d put a tadpole in their hand. ”

Who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?

“ if i absolutely had to kick someone out, i believe it would be marco. it’s not that i don’t like him, but he’s simply so doom and gloom – and not in the amusing ‘tate langdon, it’s not a phase’ way. ”

[calliefm]

‘❄ — task two ; 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐘 ( 𝑎𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑘 )

sitting on the floor of her living room, callie contemplated on what to do next. she had just finished a bowl to herself and 2 burritos from taco bell and sleeping wasn’t on option yet. she scrolled through her phone when she got a notification on a new youtube video. then suddenly she remembers. ‘ fuck. ’, she muttered to herself, realizing she needed to send in a video diary to the producers. she pulled out the questions that they had mailed to her ( thanks to ian for grabbing her mail for her ) and set up her phone against the leg of the coffee table. once she hit record she sat back, pulling her legs in. 

‘ oh jesus... fuck. ’, she nervously laughed not realized how to start off the video. ‘ hey... what’s up ! ’, callie giggled, throwing a peace sign up to the camera. ‘ i’m callie and 22 and i never fucking learned how to read ! ’, she added while mentally smacking herself in the head. ‘ so i think i have to answer a few of these uh... questions for the show. so, i guess let’s just do that. sorry for this whole situation by the way, my room isn’t any better, so yeah... ’, callie stated while pulling in the letter near her.

‘ alright, sooooo... ’, she sang, while moving the paper close to her face and squinting her eyes in. ‘ sorry i forgot my glas- ok i think it says have you ever loved anyone. ’, callie said before taking a deep breath in. she looked up to the ceiling while giving her answer a thought. ‘ well... i mean i love my parents and i love mimi. but i’m guessing that’s not what they’re asking. ’, she said, attempting to swerve away from the answer. she pressed her lips together before taking another deep breath in. ‘ yeah, i guess you could say i did love someone. not stating who though, so... ’ her eyes wandered off to the side for a moment before she picked up the paper again to read the next question. 

‘ do you have feelings for anyone in the broth ? ’, she questioned. it took her a moment to realize what the question actually said. ‘ oh haha fuck. sloth ! the sloth. ’, she immediately got herself. she clapped her hands together once she set the paper back down and leaned forward a bit. ‘ god these questions are fucking hard... uhh... i don’t think i can genuinely answer that question. i have no idea if i do. ask me again in a week or something. ’, she nervously chuckled while picking up the next paper. 

‘ oh this one is fun ! everyone is single. who would you hook up with ? ’, she said with bright eyes. ‘ hold up let me think about everyone in the squad. ’, callie pointed her finger to the camera while looking up to the ceiling again. ‘ i think it’s a tie between cindy annnnnd ro- uh, i mean marco ! ’, the blonde stated. ‘ cindy because well she’s fucking hot and who wouldn’t want to ?! n well,  i don’t know i just want to know how the linguine dick is like, y’know ? ’

she picked the paper up one last time. ‘ alright, last question you guys ! ’, she stated while slowly beginning to laugh once she read the question. ‘ who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth ? ’, she boldly stated before crumbling the paper and tossing it over to the side. ‘ i know i’ll probably get so many questions for this, but know that i have my reasons. ’, she confidently stated while pointing at the camera. ‘ it’s got to be dory. no questions asked. ’, callie shrugged while picking up her phone.

‘ ok that’s it ! byeee ! tune in to uh- i don’t know what channel or time ! love you ! ’, she said right before kissing the camera and ending the record.

[charlvttes]

TASK 002: THE VIDEO DIARY

mentions: @hazelwiddecombe, @marcodiangelo, @cleoxortiz

when charlotte had been informed that they were going to turn big bear into a reality show, she couldn’t be more thrilled. she loved watching reality television, especially ones like the bachelor and love island. she had auditioned for both several times. doing the video diary seemed like it would be fun -- she was mostly an open person so it didn’t seem like it would be too hard of a task for her. she settled the camera on the tripod and pressed record. going to sit down, she gave a little wave to the camera.

“hi everyone! my name is charlotte gregison and i’m part of the sloth,” she started. “i’ve been working at big bear for about a year as a restaurant server at the big bistro cafe.” she looked at the screen which was giving her the questions. “and the first question i have is: do you have your eyes on anyone in the sloth?”

charlotte smiled, of course she was asked this question. loving love was practically her entire personality and it was what she was most known for among all of the other members of the sloth. “i would say i have my eyes on a couple of people, to be honest. i know this sounds really cliche but i fall in love really easily and i feel like i fall in love with people i haven’t even met yet. but yeah, i guess i would say i have eyes on...” she was about to say a name but she couldn’t bring herself to say it. it was like it was too painful to think about who she might have eyes on. ever the actress, she quickly changed her demeanor and finished off by saying, “but yeah, i guess i get crushes really easily.” she ran her fingers through her hair, squinting to read the next question. “oooh, i like this question. give us the latest piece of gossip you’ve heard.”

charlotte rubbed her hands together, ready to give the viewers all of the details about the inner workings of the sloth. it was insane how much gossip she was able to absorb and keep straight. “well, i’m not going to name any names...yet. but there is a certain sloth member who i don’t think is faithful. that’s all you’ll hear from me about that for now.” she sometimes amazed herself by the fact that she was able to remember so much information about each and every one of the sloth members -- who was sleeping with who, who cheated on who, who broke up with who. it was like she kept a secret book.

“next question is...play matchmaker: who do you think would be a good couple in the sloth? oh, okay so hazel is gonna kill me for saying this but i think hazel and marco could make a cute couple. they just seem like they would balance each other out and bring out different parts of each other. i think because marco has this really mysterious exterior and hazel has this kind of outgoing liveliness, they could help each other out with different things if that makes sense?” she cocked her head to the side before adding, “and i feel like hazel would bring out the softer side in marco. so yeah, i think hazel and marco would make a nice couple.”

she pursed her lips as she leaned forward for the final time to read the last question. “and last but not least...oof, i do not like this question one bit. who would you kick out of the sloth? i guess, i mean if i have to pick someone it would be cleo. i’ve tried really hard to be nice to her but she just doesn’t like me. one time i said i was going to a party and she was like ‘ well never mind i won’t be there. ’ so yeah, i feel like if i’ve tried to put in that much effort to have a nice relationship with you and you’re still acting like that then...yeah, she’s the person i would kick out.”

the screen with the questions faded as charlotte gave a wave. “and that’s all from me. this is charlotte, signing off. make sure to check out sloth in paradise, only on mtv.”

[rileyyxkim]

═ ═ ♕ Task Two: Video Diary ♕ ═ ═ 

featuring: @leotakanashi​, @calliefm​, @romanwalsh​, @surejo​, @cindyeggers​, @cleoxortiz​ @marcodiangelo​

Riley had absolutely no doubt that this would be seen by other people. The memory portion of his brain may be severely lacking in brain cells but he could still read contracts. Besides, if they didn’t upload it themselves for everyone’s viewing pleasure, he would do it himself damn it. What a travesty it would be for no one to see his face gracing the screen.  Pulling out his phone, Riley took some test selfies before turning it to video mode and letting a happy smile grace his face. “Hey lovers! It’s your resident drama king here, Riley Kim. As you can see, I’ve arrived in the ever sunny Bahamas!” he introduced himself, spinning slightly to show his surroundings. “but damn, maybe I should have invested in sunglasses. I swear to god it’s so bright my eyes are literally going to melt out of my head,” he said, doing absolutely nothing to fix the problem except pout. What can he say? He’s a slut for the perfect lighting and his vision would just have to be a casualty today.  “Anyway! Since I’m sure you’re here for the tea and not just to gaze at my beautiful visage, which is highly encouraged by the way, I’ve been given a list of questions to answer. Let’s get into it, shall we?” Riley said, holding up a piece of paper and waving it in front of the camera with his free hand.  “Question one! Who do I think would be a good couple in the sloth?” Riley started, turning the paper towards himself. “Ohhh, starting off interesting with this one, aren’t we? Well, the obvious answer is me and Leo, duh” he laughed, winking at the camera for good measure, “okay jk jk, all jokes aside you know I’m in it for Callie and Roman. Literally so adorable I could die on the spot. Friends to lovers is a trope I would sell my soul for. But you know? I’m also high key rooting for Cleo and Marco to make it work. We love a comeback,” he said, finishing off the answer for the first question.  “Alright! As much as I love love love lovebirds, the show must go on. Question two!” he said, throwing up a peace sign, “Would I leave Big Bear and the sloth if I had the chance?” Grasping his chin in thought, Riley smirked, “Is that an offer? Because if so the answer is absolutely not! I’m pretty stoked to be here and I still have so many things to do before I leave. Besides, if I go, who’s going to make sure that crocs are forever banished from the resort? and yes, I’m directly calling you out Cindy. You know what you’ve done to me. The nerve. I’ve never. Well we’re being honest though, I’m pretty sure you never really leave the sloth. It’s like a cult I definitely didn’t sign up for but the only way out is to drink the Koolaid. I’ll keep you updated for when I get to that point,” he rambled on, giving a specific look to the camera just for Cindy.  “Question three! Where do I see myself in ten years?” Riley tilted his head as he read the next question, “Okay now we’re switching gears a bit, aren’t we? But if you really must know, I’d like to open my beauty salon. Fitting right? I think so. Either that or take over the one at Big Bear. Make like a law firm and put my name directly on the wall while I’m at it. Gotta make sure everyone knows exactly who is responsible for the best day of their lives,” he explained, taking off his hat and flipping his freshly dyed hair, “To be honest, I’ll probably forget this video diary even exists by then and what I wanted so you’ll just have to wait and see where I’m at! The possibilities are endless with me.”  “Aaaand drumroll please because we’re onto the final question, number four!” he said, making sounds with his tongue, “Did you do it? I hope you did otherwise I’m coming for you and cursing you with a bad hair day for the rest of your lives. Only curable by visiting me at the spa of course.” Looking at the list for the last time, Riley read the question, “Who is the one person I would kick out from the sloth? Well, the answer is obvious, it’s not even a challenge to pick just one” he said, rolling his eyes, “I swear Jo has it out for me. I don’t even know what I did? I’ve never done anything wrong ever in my life but she’s always giving me looks like I killed her firstborn child. It’s too bad really because being friends with me is a blessing. If you’re watching Jo, I’m not even sorry,” he finished, blowing a kiss to the camera.  “Well, that seems to be it for this one! I’m so so sad to be leaving you all so soon, I could actually cry. Don’t miss me too much though because I’ll be sure to serve you some good looks in sloth in paradise so stay tuned and keep up with me this week! Also, make sure to practice some self-care and I’ll see you soon lovers!” He winked, waving goodbye to the camera before shutting it off. Slotting his phone back into his pocket, Riley looked around. “Anyone know where I can get some food? I mean look at me, literally skin and bones. Famished!” He said, throwing his hands up dramatically before walking off to find something to eat.   

[marcodiangelo]

“oh, was that due today?” marco asked, a smirk playing at his lips. the producers have reminded him countless times that he needed to record a video diary, but he kept shrugging it off. what was it even for other than to give the audience reasons to root against him even before the show’s official airing? marco diangelo wasn’t a bad guy ( debatable ), but he sure did a fantastic job of playing as one. and if that was what they wanted for ratings, then he could be the bad guy, but that didn’t mean he’d give it to them way too easily. 

mentioning @cleoxortiz​ @ayliemonroe @thvodora @leotakanashi @calliefm @rhcdesx

finally agreeing to doing the video diary, he was taken into a makeshift studio, which was really just a warehouse and a backdrop. he figured the producers must have arranged everything for him, just in case he comes up with another bullshit excuse like “sorry, i don’t know how to use a video camera.” once everything was set up, the red light on one of the cameras started blinking. “rolling.” 

the interviewer took a deep breath before asking the first question, and it wasn’t until she finished reading it did he understand why. "do you see a future with cleo?” it took him several moments to come up with an answer, because it was a little complicated, a little personal. “i should have known you were going to ask that.” marco forced a smile. “well, cleo can be a pain in the ass sometimes, everyone’s going to see that eventually, and we argue way too fucking much...but i’d rather argue with her everyday than with anyone else.” he broke out into a laugh, shaking his head as he realized how cheesy he sounded. “you’ll have to kill me if you want to get a straighter answer than that.” 

the second question made him feel a little uneasy. “if you had the chance, would you get back together with your ex?” adjusting himself on the couch, his eyes fell, the palms of his hands running over his thighs. oh, they were good. “well, both relationships ended kind of ended on bad terms -- both because of my own doing.” marco could have treated aylie and dory better than he did, but it was too late. as much as he considered asking both of them for second chances (at different times), he knew what he had to say. “no. they deserve better.” 

“who do you consider your best friend in the sloth?” marco bit his tongue, fearing the name ‘leo takanashi’ would leave his mouth by instinct. considering what happened to their friendship, he knew leo wasn’t exactly an option anymore. and so, he went for the close second. “probably callie macdermot.” he smiled. “we’ve known each other since we were kids, she gave me my cheek scar,” he pointed at his left cheek. “we were neighbors for years, and we have a lot of memories together. it’s almost, like, stockholm syndrome.” 

a sigh of relief came forth when the interviewer told him it was the final question. “fucking finally.” he leaned back against the couch. since it was the last one, they’re sure to make it easy, right? “who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?” it didn’t even take him long to make up his mind. “kieran.” the interviewer gave him a look, urging him to explain why. marco merely shrugged. “he thinks he’s hot shit when all he is is a pretty face.” his jaw clenched. “was everybody asked this question?” a nod. “most of them said they’d kick me out, huh?” his assumption was met with another nod. he clicked his tongue. “i think that’s fucking hilarious, because no one -- other than aylie and leo, really -- has a valid reason to not like me. you think i’m an asshole? boo fucking who. the only reason why kieran would want to kick me out is because he badly wants to fuck my girlfriend. and i’m the asshole?” 

[ayliemonroe]

aylie turned her head to the producer in the car with her on the way to the airport. leave it to her to film what they asked of her at the last minute possible . “hello world, it’s me, ayls and as you all know, i am going to be on a bloody reality show. no, my dad will not be making an appearance, hate to be the barer of bad news. promise this is going to be one hell of a show, though.” the brunette says with a wink. she knows how to work a camera and if this is the start of getting her views, she’ll take it. so she has every intention of answering the questions as if no one will ever see them. “producers asked me to make a video diary slash vlog to answer a few questions before we head off, so here we go.”

“Do you have current feelings for anyone in the sloth?”

“i’ve kind of sworn off getting emotionally attached to anyone after getting my heart stomped on - but i suppose i’ve been ignoring the fact that i may actually truly fancy kieran. not that i would ever admit to it or tell him. but if we’re being honest, there’s always been something there. he’s the person i trust most in the world, he was there for me when my mum died, and he just knows me. plus, he gets along with my dad and brother’s which is a big thing in the monroe family. i think not a lot of people really dig beneath the surface with me because i tend to be an open book but he has and, i don’t know, i like the way i feel when he looks at me...like i want to believe in myself. like i’m not just jackson monroe’s daughter or that girl on instagram or the girl who’s mum died. he’s an idiot, there is no doubt about that and i’ll be the first to say it, and a little bit of a manwhore, but he’s more than what people think he is. a lot more and i feel sorry for people in this world who don’t see him.”

“If you had the chance, would you get back with your ex?”

an instant scrunch of her nose formed as the producer read the question. “in theory? not a chance in hell. but everyone knows what we had was- well, nevermind. marco was - better place, better time, maybe. but heaven knows he’s the last person i should even be thinking about.”

“Who do you consider your best friend?”

“hazel grace. love of my life, wind beneath my wings, elsa to my anna, the leslie knope to my anne perkins. she is the best person i’ve ever met and, don’t tell her this, but she makes me better every day. i can’t even think about what life was like before i met her. she is an actual angel and i will fight anyone who ever does anything to her. oh, also kieran, but that goes without saying because he’s been around forever so does it really count?”

“Who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?”

“honestly, this is probably going to be the worst answer, but no one. they’re all family to me and it wouldn’t be the sloth without each of them. personally, i could go without seeing marco everywhere. but still, i wouldn’t kick him out. we’ll talk after we’re done filming though. see if i change my mind. a lot can happen when you’re stuck in a villa. is that it? alright, you lot, i am hopping on a plane in a couple hours so wish me luck and i will see you at the end.” aylie blew a kiss into the camera with a smile before the recording stops.

@rhcdesx - @hazelwiddecombe @marcodiangelo

[leovevo]

featuring: @cindyeggers​​  mentions of: @rhcdesx​​, @romanwalsh​​, @rileyyxkim​​, @marcodiangelo​​, @sureivan​

the video starts with leo arranging the camera, before flopping on the couch. leo: "konnichiwassup, guys! welcome back to my channel! today, we'll be doing a q&a with a very special guest." he waggles his eyebrows at the camera before gesturing for cindy to seat on the spot next to him, "welcome, welcome!"

cindy: literally jumps onto the couch, throwing up double peace signs, "sup y'all! i'm arizona blues of... can i say it on your channel? i don't wanna get you demonetized." she makes a jerk-off motion instead, "this is the only clue you're gonna get."

leo: nodding, leo turned to the camera with a knowing look, "she is, like me, a content creator, and if you've been on other streaming websites besides youtube, then you definitely know her. so, before we get into the main course..." he grabs the makeup kit from the coffee table in front of them, "to make this q&a a wee more interesting, i'll be putting makeup on ari and make her look even prettier while we answer your questions!"

cindy: "hell yeah bro fuck me up," she says excitedly, turning towards leo as a good little canvas. "so what kind of look are we going for today?"

leo: "something glamorous, obviously. maybe a glittery, pink look?" he rummaged through the bag, face instantly scrunching up. "the fuck is this? where do i start?"

cindy: "you're asking the wrong person, broseph. good luck," she says as she grabs a random product and tries to figure out what it's supposed to do. at least it's shiny. "anyways, while leo mua here figures this shit out, should we just get into the first question - what's the number one thing you want to do at the resort?"

leo: "i'm sure we have to start with foundation. but your skin's clear enough, and i don't want to choose the wrong shade." he pulls out a brow pencil. "okay, we can start with your eyebrows." he scooted closer to cindy, uncapping the pencil and beginning to... well, thicken cindy's brows (rather roughly). "eat. eat loads. and just bask in the sunlight 'cause i don't get much of that anymore. how about you?"

cindy: “so what you’re saying is that my brows suck,” she teases, but she sits still and lets him do his thing. “i was gonna say troll people but honestly, i’m gonna tag along with you on that. food is the answer.”

leo: once he was finished, he pulls away to examine his work. alright, they looked fine. just... a little thicker than usual. "like, we're staying in bougie-ass houses, and we get to do whatever we want. it's the life." he tosses the brow pencil back in the bag, before pulling out a random palette and some brushes. "next question! do you see a future with anyone on the sloth?"

cindy: "it's the shit," she concurs, oblivious to her new thicc brows. "uh, this sounds like it's asking me if i want to like, get married and have babies with someone. which, nah i'm good. but i'm gonna take my bromance with ivan to the grave. and i'm also gonna harass kieran forever."

leo: "the question is too ambiguous, so i'm going to worm my way around it. i'd really like to grow old with roman, kieran, and riley." he silently motions for cindy to close her eyes, before experimentally skimming a hot pink shade across her lids. it was pigmented as fuck. leo grits his teeth. "d...don't know what i'd do without them."

cindy: "god you're such a coward," she tells him, her eyes closed while he undoubtedly stains her poor eyelids for life. still blissfully unaware. "that's cute though, i can respect that... why do you sound all weird though? are you gonna cry?" she blindly reaches out and starts touching his face to check.

leo: he gingerly attempts to tone down the colour with his thumb, only smudging it and making it worse. "yea, no, there was just, uh, fallout from the palette." inwardly panicking, leo dabs on a darker shade (red) to her eyelids. oh no. ohhhh no. she looked like a cirque du soleil cast member... only with... shitty makeup. "third!" deciding not to ruin the look any further, he sets the palette down, reaching for the eyeliner. maybe he can salvage it with a classic wing. "do you believe in forgiveness?"

cindy: "what kinda philosophy shit is this," she says with a confused huff, no longer able to ignore leo's frantic smudging, "what's going on? what are you doing to my face?"

leo: "you're not allowed to look until i'm finished!" he retorted, "i'll do your eyeliner now. come on. answer the question."

cindy: "that's like the least comforting thing i've ever heard," she replies, but she lets it go because... if nothing else, it's probably good for the views, "i guess i do believe in forgiveness? like, if we're being real i've needed it sometimes so, yeah? but i also think it's fair to just snip snip, cut people out of your life so. depends. i don't fucking know, leo."

leo: this was a difficult question, but he was so focused on trying to draw a good wing that he couldn't sugarcoat his answer. despite so, his hands were trembling. he hopes cindy doesn't snip snip, cut him out of her life for fucking her face up. "i think it's important." he whispered, eyes narrowing in concentration. "i just suck at forgiving."

cindy: "i get you," she nods in agreement, realizing too late what she's done. despite all of leo's efforts, her movement sends the eyeliner out of its path and up towards her forehead, "shit i'm sorry.”

leo: at the disruption, he lets out a scream, "NOOOOOOOO!" was it ideal to throw a tantrum in front of the camera? not exactly. but he had been doing SO well! "wwwwhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"

cindy: "I'M SORRY," she yells, grabbing a concealer from the kit, "can't you just like... paint this over it? it's fine, look..." without grabbing a mirror (because the rules forbid it) and with absolutely no idea what she's doing, she starts applying concealer in arbitrary areas.

leo: "no! NO!" leo shrieked, taking the concealer away because now she was getting concealer in her eyebrows, which he had worked so hard on! "no, no. sit there and relax," he insisted, "it's fine. we're fine. you're fine. let's move on." all leo had to do was to slap some lipstick on cindy's face and finish the job before it could get any messier. he grabs a random shade—all of them looked similar and started to apply it on cindy's lips. "who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth? wait, we already answered this question in your video, which i am not allowed to link down below because... well, of reasons..."

cindy: tries to answer but because leo is putting lipstick on her, it's more of a series of sounds than words. when he finishes, she purses her lips, "i think we did but... fuck it, i'd also kick out that victoria girl just to see what she'd do about it."

leo: "she'd kill you, probably. i'd still kick marco out. we're almost done with the makeup," he laughs nervously. the lipstick looked clean enough, though. thank god. "i'm gonna finish it off with some o' these," he raised up a blusher, "and, uh, i'll..." he trailed off, smearing it slowly across her cheeks. cindy looked like a straight-up clown. "last question: you are about to get into a fight, what song comes on as your soundtrack?"

cindy: "i've never felt more beautiful," she says, but only because she's the only person who has no idea what he's done to her face. "shit this is the easiest one. it's clearly gotta be that one that goes like..." she starts singing horribly off-key, "i don't give a damn about my reputation. the one from the tournament scene in shrek 1."

leo: "okay, okay, that's valid," leo laughed out, putting all of the makeup back in the kit and stowing it away. "mine would be the walmart fight song." he could feel his palms getting sweaty, "okay. uh." he slid the mirror towards cindy. "feel free to... take a peek at your look of the day."

cindy: "also a valid choice," cindy agrees as she grabs the mirror and comes face to face with her new clown self, "how did you even achieve this look? i look like shit leo." she looks at leo, then at the camera with a mix of amusement and true horror. "by the way," she adds to the camera, "we didn't tell you guys but.... i said i'd wear this for the rest of the day."

leo: relieved that cindy took her spankin' new look rather well, he visibly relaxed. "you're still smokin' hot, don't worry," he pinched her cheek, accidentally getting some blush on his fingers. "shit. well!" he looks at the camera, giving a thumbs up. "aaaaand that wraps up our q&a, thank you for humouring me—us, miss ari! anything else to add before we head off to the mall?"

cindy: "uhh, like and subscribe or whatever," she mumbles as she grabs the eyeliner and meticulously sketches out a penis on leo's cheek, "50,000 likes and leo will eat a live octopus." leo: "arigathanks for watching, everyone," he said, staying still for cindy. "check out mtv's sloth in paradise—as well as my channel—for more content!" cindy: "yeah check us out or else," she throws another round of peace signs and gets off the couch, "later dickface."

[surejo]

— ❄ task two: the video diary !

@hazelwiddecombe @cleoxortiz @ayliemonroe @rileyyxkim

with a printed out copy of the questions the producers had sent sitting on her lap ( because phones who ? ) – and with a lot of preparation, what from rehearsing her answers to getting into something nice, but not too nice – jo finally hit the record button... and immediately realized she had not rehearsed how she would introduce herself to a camera. furrowing her eyebrows as she attempted to think of a fitting way, her painted confusion was probably introduction enough. nonetheless, she gave in. 

“ hey, hello – i’m jo and i’m supposed to... record a video diary for you guys. so the producers sent some questions out for me to answer – probably to, like, stir the pot. ” there was no way they were going to keep these video diaries private – there was no way they weren’t going to show other sloth members everyone else’s videos. she may have been dumb, but she wasn’t stupid !

adjusting herself, she looked down at the sheet of paper. “ okay, so my first question is ‘everyone is single – who would you hook up with?’ ” she had already mulled over this answer. she had mentally analyzed who was and was not single ( as far as she knew ), the complexities of the different sloth members, the openness of all of them, and how she got on with them. “ if everyone is single, and if this is a hypothetical situation – y’know, considering it is – then i plan on hooking up with, like, charlize theron and idris elba. ” - no, not in cats. even though she adored the movie, she knew better than to bring it up at that moment in time. she was not a furry. she was sure the producers would hate love her answer.

“ alright, the next question: ‘if you were to take one person to cats the musical, who would you take ?’ ” now, solely because she could not see this question stirring the pot, she had come up with a legitimate answer. somehow, however, this question was much harder than the others. you see, as dumb as it was – oh, and she knew it was absolutely idiotic – that nearly plotless musical had a very special place in her heart. “ so, like, it depends on if they’ve seen it or not, y’know ? like... if they’ve already seen it, then i don’t really care – i’d take one of the very few who would be, like, willing to go with me. ” there weren’t many who would be that generous. it was now associated with the horrifying cgi monsters... that she had absolutely nothing against. “ however, if i’m taking someone to see it for the very first time, then, like, totally ignoring what i know their opinion on it, i’d either go with hazel – even though i know she hates it – cleo, or aylie. ” aylie... had been the only person willing to go with her to the movie premiere, so she would clearly deserve the honor of seeing cats with jo. “ i mean, a much better question would’ve involved t.s. eliot’s old possum’s book of practical cats, though. ”

this next question... she was still unsure. although she had rehearsed it, the truth of it ( the truth being ‘probably dead in a ditch’ ) didn’t seem to be anything they were looking for. granted, her answer to the question about hooking up with a hypothetically single person certainly wasn’t what they were looking for, but going dark ? a bad idea for an mtv program. “ ‘where do you see yourself in ten years?’ ” huffing, she set the paper back down and crossed her arms, ever so deep in thought. if she had no one to tell her what to do... “ i really don’t know where i see myself in the next ten minutes. like... i don’t know, it’ll be 2030 in ten years, so i’ll be... thirty-four. god’s honest truth, i’ll probably be trapped in a pyramid scheme. ” no, god’s honest truth, she’d probably be dead ; next to god’s honest truth, she’d probably be trapped in a pyramid scheme ! 

running a hand through her hair, she looked down at the paper one last time before picking it up and beginning to create a poorly constructed paper airplane. m.i.a. would be so proud. “ ‘who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?’ ” they had trapped her with that one. the specification had trapped her. “ i really don’t think i could kick... anyone out. i mean, like... everyone here has way more many pros than they do cons, y’know ? like, honestly, i think the only person i’d be totally fine without is riley. he knows why. ” okay, but did he ? did he know it was because he had expressed extreme distaste for “cats” and hadn’t known what “old possum’s book for practical cats” was ? did he really know that ?

attempting to fly her poorly constructed airplane and failing miserably ( in the very corner of the camera, it visibly fell on asparagus, aka gus, aka gus the theatre cat ), she clasped her hands together and turned back towards the camera. “ alright, so... those are all of the questions. ” she also had not rehearsed how to sign off. “ uh... yeah ! make sure to like, subscribe, and turn on that notification button ! ” - that was what she’d heard most youtubers say, but it just sounded strange coming from her... someone who had filmed maybe one other video in her entire life. “ ... okay, bye. ”

[romanwalsh]

despite the fact that it was pretty hard to get roman to shut up in real life, now that he was sat in front of a camera he suddenly didn’t really know what to say. he readjusted the sunglasses that were keeping his hair out of his face. and readjusted them again. he read over the questions on his phone. this should be easy, right?

he took a deep breath, before flashing one of his trademark smiles. ‘hi everyone! i’m roman and i’m gonna.. answer these questions for your enjoyment. hopefully.’ he shrugged, before reading the first question. he’d read them so many times already, he pretty much knew them by heart but he didn’t want it to come across as if he’d done exactly that. ‘have you had feelings for anyone in the sloth? well...’ he chuckled. ‘short answer: nope. i had a girlfriend for a while but.. well, let’s just say i won’t be doing that again any time soon.’ he hesitated before adding ‘also, if i did have feelings, i wouldn’t really confess that in a video diary for anyone to see.’

‘anyway, next question. which perfectly fits with everything i just told you.’ if there was one question on this list that he didn’t have to think about for more than a second, it was this one. ‘if you had the chance, would you get back with your ex?’ he looked straight into the lens. ‘i’d rather shoot myself in the foot.’

he looked back at his phone, looking over the next question briefly. but he already knew what it said, and a bright smile had spread over is face. ‘who do you consider your best friend.’ okay, he had to admit this was also a question he didn’t have to think about for very long. ‘callie. childhood friends, you know. and she’s the only person who values sleep as much as i do. also leo probably? when i’m not the victim of one of his pranks.’

‘that brings us to the last question already!’ he locked his phone and put it down, instead taking his sunglasses and fiddling with them as he talked. ‘who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?’ he shrugged again and scrunched his nose. ‘no one really. listen, i don’t have the time to hate people or start drama... but if i had to choose probably kieran, just because we have some trouble seeing eye to eye about... certain things.’ he shot the camera a meaningful look, ‘or maybe ian, but i actually like ian most of the time. just not when he plays soulja boy at 4 in the morning and i’m trying to sleep. and i’d miss mimi if i kicked him out.’

‘alright.’ roman let out a sigh, glad he was done with all of this. ‘i hope you.. learned something? and tune in to mtv, whenever we are on. i don’t know the dates but google exists, so... bye for now!’

[rhcdesx]

— ❆ task two: 𝐀𝐔 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 !

kieran was finishing up at the gym when he spotted the an interviewer from the show he was going to be starring in, she wanted him to answer a few questions so they could air it to the public to build some buzz beforehand. “alright, i’ve got this.” he stated as he pulled out his phone and pressed record. “so you ask the questions then and i’ll do my best to give you an answer.” 

Have you ever loved anyone?

“love is a pretty strong word, maybe once? almost? but i severely doubt it, love and i don’t really mix well together unless we’re talking about leo...but i doubt that’s the kind of love you’re referring to.”

Have you cheated on anybody?

“no, seeing as i’ve only ever been in a committed relationship once in my life. though i can admit that i’ve helped other people cheat before, if that counts.”

Everyone is single - who would you hook up with?

“should i go strictly by people i haven’t slept with already? if so, i’d probably pick aylie, its something i’ve always been curious about if i’m honest since she’s always been there for me...we’ve always been there for each other. i know it wouldn’t change how solid our friendship it is, i’m sure it would be fun.” 

Who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?

“I can’t be the only one who thinks that we’ve had enough of marco, can i? whatever, yeah, i’m picking marco for sure.” 

[abbyhoops]

abby settles in front of the camera and beams, fixing her hair and shifting her position in her chair before waving eagerly. “hi everyone! so, i guess they want us to film those like, confession things you see on keeping up with the kardashians and stuff? so here goes!” she peers at the questions, humming thoughtfully as she reads them over.

What was your last regret? “not moving sooner.”

What’s the number one thing you want to do at the resort? “not get a sunburn! i burn really easy, so i’m gonna have to seriously slather on the sunscreen.”

Everyone is single - who would you hook up with? “oh gosh, um.. kieran’s really cute, and cindy and charlotte are so pretty. probably one of them.”

Who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth? “oh my gosh, nobody! they’re like my family now, i wouldn’t kick anyone out.”

[wiitchtoria]

victoria settles in the chair before the camera and fluffs her hair once before leaning back and crossing her arms nonchalantly. she peers at the screen in front of her, reading the questions and humming.

Everyone is single - who would you hook up with? “roman. and honestly? any of the girls.”

If you had to pick one person in the sloth who you think has no future, who would it be? “can i pick myself?”

If you had the chance to leave big bear and everything behind, would you? “...no. i left behind everything i wanted to leave when i moved to big bear. the people i’ve met here, the friends i’ve made.. they’ve become family. don’t tell them i said that.”

Who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth? “i dunno. cleo i guess? we got on each other’s nerves real bad.”

[moonvoiid]

                    ☾ 》ᵗᵃˢᵏ ⁰⁰² . ／ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ᴅɪᴀʀʏ !

               "   hey,   i’m ian and i’m about to answer the fuck out of these questions.   ”

mentions: @cleoxortiz @charlvttes @ayliemonroe @calliefm @romanwalsh @rhcdesx @myvirtuesuncounted.

ian is sat at his desk,   opened sketchbook sprawled in front of him with a pencil and a gum eraser messily tossed aside.    it seems like he remembered that he needed to record the mini q&a right before the deadline and put his activities on hold for the few minutes it would take to film.   it’s dark inside of his room and he looks like he hasn’t gotten a moment a rest since he got ready that morning.   anyone who knows ian well enough to guess that he’s filming this at three in the morning is right on the money,   he hasn’t even changed into his sleeping clothes nor considered the thought of getting a wink of sleep yet. 

he wastes no time with further introductions and leans into his pc screen.   as he reads the first question,   an soft meow is heard from somewhere behind him.    “  what was your last regret ?   ”    ian reads out loud,   taking approximately five seconds to tilt his head in thought before he’s answering.

“   not quicksaving on skyrim earlier today,   ”    he frowns,    “   played for two hours straight,   did a whole ass dungeon quest and looted the shit out of my foes,   and then a goddamn sabertooth jumps out on me and that’s it.    i’m dead from the most random shit.    i nearly threw the controller across my fucking room,   ”    it’s clear that the memory is distressing by the way his words get increasingly heated.   he delays,    makes sure to breathe a sigh of forgetting,    and keeps on.  

“   anyway,   everyone is single,  ”   he reads off the screen again,   “  who would you hook up with ?  ”    ian can’t help but sigh loudly.   clearly,   this gives him much more to think about than the previous question.    “  shit,   who wouldn’t i sleep with ?  ”    he frowns deeply and looks out of focus,    lost in thought.  

“   you know what ?   i’m just gonna go ahead and say it,  ”    he shrugs,    “  cleo,   charlotte,   vic and aylie are all hot and the second thing they have in common is that they’re all my roommates,   so,  ”    another shrug and a smile,   he takes the easy way out.   sucking in through his teeth as a quick subject change,    he reads the third question.

“  if you had the chance to leave big bear and everything behind,   would you ?  ”    this one makes ian pause.    he’s not frowning or smiling or looking like he’s trying to get an answer out quickly,    he’s sitting somewhere between hesitant and carefully detached.    his eyes aren’t looking straight at the camera, they’re off to the side,  staring at nothing.

“   yeah,  ”    he nods slowly,   turning the word over in his head.   “  yeah,   i would,  ”    this time his nodding is definitive.   “   i came here on a whim,   and eventually i’m going to have to leave,  ”    he looks at the camera,   just for a glance,   before he’s looking off again.    “   most likely it’ll have to be soon,   once i’m confident with my portfolio to start sending it to schools.  ”    when he mentions his portfolio,   his hand is fiddling with the edge of his sketchbook.   there’s one last reluctant pause,   thoughtful and a little anxious,   and then in a split second ian’s demeanor changes,   like he flicked on a mental switch to smile and move on with it.

“   anyways, this is the last question !  ”    he squints,   reading,   “   who is the one person you would kick out from the sloth?  ”    ian chuckles to himself,   then hums.    “   honestly ?   i don’t have serious beef with anyone,  ”    he purses his lips,   back to the casual shrugging he opened the video with.   “  i’m just going to say callie and kieran and uh,   roman,  ”    he smiles innocently.    “   i already openly insult them on the daily so they know that i’d trade them and their presence for a grape.   a singular grape,   not three individual ones.  ”

“    and i’m done,  ”    clapping his hands once,   ian keeps the smile on his face, just a little more proud.   “   i’m about to go pass the fuck out but thanks for watching,   peace.  ”    right at that moment,   mimi jumps onto his lap,   and ian ends the video with a peace sign and a clingy cat on the screen.

[bigbearhq]

You've been doing so much, especially for just one person, so I don't want to make you feel stressed out or even compelled to still do it, but will tasks still be sent out? Again, you've done so much, I'm not trying to pressure you at all, just curious!

hey ! don’t even worry about it ! i was planning on making the tasks as y’all post video diaries, just so i can get a good idea of something juicy we can stir up ! i’m going to wait til tonight to start sending them out so you guys have the rest of the event to complete it ! 

i saw that a bunch of people posted already ( which i lit rally love so much y’all dont understand ), but if possible can everyone try their best to post their video diary by tonight ! it would help a ton, thank yooou !