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BONUS ROUND 1

Bonus Round 1


Genre-Mixing


Hey, shippers! Welcome to your very first bonus round proper--we hope you have lots of fun with it! This time around we're going to be asking you to mix it up a little--each fanwork posted for this round will be a mish-mash of two different genres, blended together in a delightful incestuous slurry to create an UNSTOPPABLE CREATIVE CONCOCTION--er. Or. Something.

Yeah, we're genre-mixing. That's what we're doing this round.

Rules
  1. Submit prompts! Prompts should consist of two different genres and one ship. This cannot be your team's ship! These are worth 5 points each, for a maximum of 100 points per team.

  2. Look through the prompts and fill whichever you like!

  3. You may not fill prompts for your ship, nor may you fill your own team's prompts.

  4. Fills should be posted as replies to the prompts which they are for, following the format below. They may be any medium.


Title Format
If you are starting a new thread, please use this format in your title.

Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team YOU belong to; please use the characters and quadrant, not whatever portmanteau or nickname you've come up with.
If your team name is not in this format and in the title we cannot guarantee that it will be counted.

If you are filling a prompt, use this format in your title.

Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team YOU belong to; please use the characters and quadrant, not whatever portmanteau or nickname you've come up with.
If your team name is not in this format and in the title we cannot guarantee that it will be counted.

Posts not using this format in the title will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, no matter what they contain. They, like all comments on the comm, are subject to the Wank Policy.

Scoring
For prompt posts: 5 points each (maximum of 100 per team)

For fills (as stated here):
First 5 entries in each post: 30 (per entry)
Entries 6-10 in each post: 20 (per entry)
Entries 11-15 in each post: 10 (per entry)
Entries 16+ in each post: 5 (per entry)

All scored content must be created/assembled new for this round.

If you have any questions, please ask them at the FAQ post here, or email them to us (homestuck.shipping at gmail). Otherwise, we cannot guarantee that we will see them in a timely fashion!
gregariousprotagonist: (Jadekat heart)

FILL: TEAM JADE<3KARKAT

[personal profile] gregariousprotagonist 2012-06-13 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
TAGS PRESENT: Body Horror
No other Cat 1 tags apply.


You have received the highest blessing of all. Plucked from the uniform masses of New Alternia (for no one was allowed to call it Earth any longer) by Her Imperial Condescension herself and named a test subject.

It wasn’t bad at first. She ordered ridiculous experiments; a list of what he would and would not eat, how far he could run in five minutes, and how long he could tread water. Idiotic things that caused little discomfort
and taught her next nothing. The Batter Witch knew little about humans.

Between experiments, he was allowed to roam free in the wing specially reserved for test subjects. There were no curfews here. No forced recitations of the New Alterian anthem. No weekly cullings to boost morale.
Here, he could talk to the others, regardless of the randomly assigned castes of the surface world. Here, he could openly share the stories that his bro passed on to him about the Earth that was. And here, of course, he could be with her.

Her name was Jade and she was brighter than even the most obnoxious florescent light in the lab. He asked her if she had been named after the beautiful color of her eyes. Unfortunately for his swag, Jade had been a test subject since her second wriggling day, and had never heard of the stone. He fluttered and flailed, trying to save his pride and his compliment, while she sat and listened. Jade was something special.

The tests got worse. How long he could hold his breath? How long he could go without eating? When did lack of sleep start making him hallucinate? By the fourth day, Dave could only see purple and they declared the experiment a success.

Even his freedom began to take a toll. There were less people to share his stories with. Fewer subjects left each day to listen to his jokes or to have rap with. But Jade was always there, smiling and laughing at the appropriate times. Offering sympathy when things got bad. Never letting him forget just how lucky he was to be saved from the surface.

And sometimes, when Dave felt the weight of his freedom crushing down around him Jade would lean in close, whisper three little words, and lighten his burden. He was lucky. They were lucky.

But there are always two sides to the coin. The trolls working on him explained that Her Imperial Condescension had recently discovered that some animals exhibit talents not found in humans. It was her wish to make humanity stronger and he would be one of the first New Humans. It was an honor.

They hooked him up to machines and fed wires through his veins. Wires, scraps, and motors were hooked to his muscles. Changing his shape. Controlling and morphing the very Dave-ness inside of him to something not-quite-Dave at all. And when he felt that he could scream static and weep electricity, they moved on to his skin. They pricked his flesh, covering it with tiny holes and refilling them with feathers. Thousands upon thousands of sharp, dull feathers. Hot, itchy, and permanent.

When that was done, they asked him politely to fly. He failed the test too many times to count. Disappointed, but hopeful, one of the trolls reminded the others that birds have bigger wings and smaller legs. Back to the operating room he went.

When they finally let him leave, enjoy the freedom that was the final gift he would receive, Dave was no longer Dave. He was a feathery monstrosity, whose gait was a combination hover and limp. Something not quite human. Something not quite Dave. He was an almost.

Jade was waiting for him. Sitting at the table they had sat on his first day. Loyal, radiant, and pained.

At first, he thought the look was for him. He thought she was taking in the bloody feathers that covered his body and recoiling in disgust. But, when she forced a smile, he saw that she was not unscathed.

Atop her head were two large white ears. They were sewn on haphazardly, one lopsided and one too far forward on her head. Her own ears, perfect and dark against her tangled hair, were sewn shut with sloppy stitches. They had given her the hearing of a barkbeast.

“I can’t hear anymore,” she said. “They tried to make me stronger but instead they didn’t.”

He replied that they had taken everything but his ineffable cool because no animal had more swag than D. Strider. She blinked at him with her clear Jade eyes.

“I can’t hear you,” she repeated. Dave was ashamed. He mouthed apologies over and over so she knows what an idiot he was.

She said, “I never felt free, Dave. But it was okay when I could talk to you. Now… now they’ve taken everything.”

He shuffled forward, forcing himself to move as gracefully as possibly with his hover limp. Wincing, he grabbed her hands in his and looked her in the eye. Carefully, slowly, he traced the words Jade’s magic
words into her palm with his feathered finger.

You... Have... Me...

She broke down with relief, exhaustion, and pain, pulling him close and burying her head in his feathers. The pain of Jade's solid form reminded him of one thing. While the Batter Witch could take his humanity, take his Dave-ness, and eventually take his life-

She could not take Jade.
Edited 2012-06-13 06:27 (UTC)
portaling: (kanaya • dancing with death)

Re: FILL: TEAM JADE<3KARKAT

[personal profile] portaling 2012-06-13 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
That was beautifully sad, everything I could have hoped for and more. Thank you so much!
tehstripe: (davejade)

Re: FILL: TEAM JADE<3KARKAT

[personal profile] tehstripe 2012-06-23 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
oh my god this nearly brought me to tears

This is seriously fantastic - wonderful job