#northpointgossip

[helenamarx]

A girl like you must have had a run in or two with the law - what was your worst encounter with the police? Ever spend a night in jail?

“My worst run-in with the law?” Helena paused. “I...I was in a car with someone when they just pulled out a gun and shot someone on the curb.” She bit her lip. “The police were harassing me about it for a week. I just wanted to forget.”

[beckettjennings]

Buy flowers, and give them to someone that you imagine hasn't gotten very many in their lifetime. (Bonus points for chocolates!)

This is hardly a dare. I was already planning on it.

[alicemccloud]

Alice, I want to see you steal the spotlight. Make a scene at Banshee, but remember - always leave them wanting more.

Alice snorted. “You say that like I haven’t stolen the spotlight before. In fact, I don’t steal it - it’s already on me usually.” She leaned back. “This dare is like daring a bird to fly.” She rolled her eyes, her smile a bit smug.

Inwardly, she was already considering all the ways that going to Banshee could go wrong, from someone wanting to pick her up to her doing something stupid and getting it put on the internet. All she knew was that she would make sure she wasn’t as drunk as she planned on acting.

[rhys-harper]

I don't hear much about you, Rhys Harper. Let's change that, hm? I dare you to offer yourself up for body shots at the Sailor!

Rhys sighed. “Alright then. Looks like I’m heading to the Sailor.” 

[carter-galloway]

Everyone's favorite country boy. I almost don't want to ruin the effect! ... kidding. Before leaving town, you really should get in some quality beach time - wearing your choice of a speedo, and your trademark cowboy boots. (Pictures are encouraged!)

Well in that case, I guess I have no choice. A dare’s a dare!

[montybecker-blog]

Monty-with-the-sad-brown-eyes, take us through the day you realized you just weren't good enough anymore.

Monty’s eyebrows furrowed. It wasn’t like there was a defining moment in his life that told Monty that he was trash. Maybe it was being born where he was to who he was. Maybe it was who he was around his whole life. Maybe it was his life entirely.

He sucked in a slow breath. The only time Monty ever felt good enough was around Jae. Otherwise, it was the constant state of his being - worthlessness. He rolled his neck, trying to relax while he thought about this intrusive question.

It would have been easy to tell some story about how the world beat him down, how the entire time he lived in Kansas, the school system and the “real” world simply showed him where he placed on the totem pole. Maybe Monty could have pinned the counselors at school who talked to him like he was challenged just because he came from the trailer park. Monty could have said that he knew he was only good for a lay every time a pretty rich girl used him to piss off their boyfriend or their parents or their sister who also wanted to use him to piss someone off.

Instead, Monty looked straight ahead and smirked wryly and bitterly.

“I knew that the day I was born.”

He didn’t have the spirit to say that his eyes were actually blue. It’s not like that was worth noticing.

[sidney-thorne]

Sidney, Sidney, Sidney. You and Avery Kent almost came to blows - it seems like you teaching her some of those famous wrestling moves of yours is the next obvious course of action!

“Tch.” He sighed and rolled his eyes, looking up to the ceiling. He didn’t really want to spend that sort of time with the Boston bitch, but… A dare was a dare, and if Avery was up for it, he would be as well. “Fine. Gives me an excuse to put her in a headlock, at least.”

[darbycollingwoods]

Sweet Darby Collingwoods... what could I possibly do but dare you to spend the night, alone, in your ancestors' ruins? Enjoy!

Darby swallowed back the acidic feeling in her throat as her gaze drifted toward her apartment window. She had agreed to do this challenge in hopes of making herself more adventurous, but she had underestimated Rita’s cruelty. It wasn’t like she could back out now; she’d volunteered.

She decided that tonight would be the night. It was now or never. Darby stood up and headed to her bedroom to pack what she figured she’d need if she was going to spend the night in the woods… in her ancestor’s ruined home.