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BONUS ROUND 2
Bonus Round 2
The Return of Round Robin Fanadventures
Comments have been screened; we will be tallying the points over the next 48 hours or so, after which we will unscreen the comments. Comments have been unscreened! You may continue the fanadventures on this post as long as you like, though we will not be awarding further points.
Hi shippers! Welcome to Bonus Round 2.
Round Robin Fanadventures generated so much awesome stuff last year that we decided to bring it back!
For those who are new to HSO, this is not actually that complicated a concept, but it might be a little tricky to explain, so bear with me. The point of this round is to create a bunch of fanadventures that are for a team other than your own.
Rules
- If you are starting a new adventure: start a new thread using the title format defined below. Include either text or 1-2 pieces of embedded art setting a scene (or both!), and finish with a command (==> does not count as a command for new threads). Then sit back and wait for someone else to contribute!
- If you are continuing an adventure: find a thread that does not center around your team's ship. Then comment using the title format defined below. Include either text or 1-2 pieces of embedded art continuing the scene (or both!), and finish with a command (this can include ==>, though generally we would prefer otherwise). Then sit back and wait for someone else to contribute!
- For ease of reading, we suggest using standardized image sizes. 600x400 landscape is a pretty good size! But as long as it's the same as the other images in the thread, people will have an easier time following along. The HTML for inserting images is <img src="http://yourimageurlhere.com">
- For this challenge, there is no minimum wordcount. We are trusting you not to abuse that fact!
- You may not comment twice in a row in one adventure. The point is to hand off the scene like a hot potato.
- You may not introduce or create for your team's ship into a fanadventure. If someone else introduces your team's ship to a thread, you can still contribute to that thread so long as your contributions do not involve your ship.
- This challenge will run until 11:59PM EDT July 7. After that time, even if it's just by a minute according to the LJ timestamp, no submissions will be accepted for points.
NOTES:
- Audio posts are fine, so long as you include a transcript.
- Please make sure to check that your titles are correct!
- You may answer commands that have already been answered. Think of it like a 'choose your own adventure' game!
Title Format
If you are starting a new thread, use this format in your title.
Replace [THEIR SHIP] with the ship you want this particular fanadventure thread to be. Remember that you cannot create a fanadventure based on your own ship. Whatever ship you choose must be represented by a HSO team not your own. The only exception is gen adventures, which are permitted.
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 it may not be counted.
If you are continuing a thread, use this format in your title.
Replace [COMMAND] with whatever command the previous fill has specified.
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 title is not in this format it may not 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
(as stated here)
First 5 entries per team: 30 (per entry)
Entries 6-10: 20 (per entry)
Entries 11-15: 10 (per entry)
Entries 16+: 5 (per entry)
All fanadventure content must be created new for this round.
We would prefer that any questions about this challenge or anything else in the HSO be emailed to us at homestuck.shipping AT gmail!
New John<3Jake Game (FILL: TEAM DIRK<3JAKE)
Your name is JOHN EGBERT and today is definitely not your birthday but it is FRIDAY, which you think is just like a mini-birthday without the presents or the getting older or numerous joys (lol jk) of cake. And, of course, you aren’t really celebrating or anything like you would do on your birthday and also none of your
SO-CALLEDFRIENDS have talked to you at all today, which they totally would have if it were actually April 13th. (You hope.)Okay, so it isn’t really like a birthday at all but that doesn’t matter! Fridays are awesome, the end.
Friday happens to be the day you and your THREE
FORMERBEST BUDS have MOVIE NIGHT. It’s a TRADITION.But as was stated before, nobody has bothered to reply to your pesters or texts all day, so you guess movie night is a bust and the tradition is just being kicked to the curb.
It’s a shame because it was your turn to pick a movie and you had just the COOL ACTION FLICK in mind for the occasion. In fact, you’ve been telling everyone for days how excited you were about watching one of the greatest actors ever STEAL THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE. (That is totally not the reason movie night isn’t happening by the way. You refuse to believe that anyone would pass up an opportunity to look upon the glorious face of Nic Cage, even if you have picked this movie no less than seven times before.)
At any rate, you aren’t about to let a bunch of BIG, DUMB, TRADITION-DESTROYING, CAGE-HATING BABIES ruin your night, so you say to hell with them and decide to rent National Treasure anyway. So what if you’ll spend your Friday alone in your tiny crappy apartment, watching movies by yourself? You don’t care!
> John:
Ignore the sharp pang of rejection and ache of lonelinessEnter the video store.[> John: Enter the Video Store] (FILL: TEAM Dirk<3Equius)
yeah nobody's coming over to ask you anything.
You sigh and turn to the wall of movies; looks like it's movie for one tonight. Oh there it is! The one single copy of it. Still on the shelf. Surprising, but lucky for you! You grin and start to reach for it --
"Well, what's this? National TREASURE, is it? That certainly sounds like a rip roaring good time! Right up my ally, by gum!"
Hey--! That jerk just snatched up your movie!
> John: Confront jerk
Re: [> John: Confront jerk (FILL: TEAM JOHN<3KARKAT)
You turn to see a man that... looks like you? Sure his hair is styled differently and the eye colour is wrong but the resemblance is there, kind of unnerving actually. The words you were about to say are stuck in your throat. You seem to have lost the ability to speak.
What in the world is wrong with you? Maybe you're getting sick... this day keeps on getting better and better doesn't it?
And look at that! He seems to have noticed you and is smiling in your direction. He has such a nice smile, you mean, umm, fuck that guy! Yea, fuck that guy taking your movie.
And now hes talking to you why is today so horrible?
==> John: Be the other guy
==> John: Be the other guy (FILL: TEAM BRO<3GRANDPA)
Oh someone else is here—where are your manners? You turn and stare at a blue-eyed bespectacled man with wild hair and large teeth, getting the nagging impression that he looks familiar. A bit like you, in fact.
And oh Christ cakes, he’s staring. Well this is fucking awkward. You smile and try to start up a conversation.
“So…you like National Treasure too?” you flourish the case. He hasn’t moved. He’s just staring. Welp, “It’s one of my favorite films, a real landmark for cinema. Of course, to be fair, a lot of movies are landmarks for cinema—haven’t seen a bad one yet! Speaking of landmarks, have you seen Avatar? Oh hell, that’s one of my favorites.”
Thankfully, he seems to collect himself in the middle of your tirade, “Uh…no. Avatar’s kind of a piece of shit, dude.”
You blanch, “What? Are you pulling my leg!?”
“No, I’m serious. It’s just a bunch of shitty blue people running around the plot of one thousand other films. I mean, I love bad movies as much as the next guy, but I’ve got some standards.”
“I’ll have you know that there is nothing shitty about the Na'vi! There is not a woman alive who can rival Neytiri’s cerulean complexion.”
He snickers, “She was kind of hot, I’ll give you that. But weird ponytail sex?”
Okay that makes you laugh. As you do, you notice his eyes flicker towards the National Treasure in your hands. You tap it against your fingers.
“Oh hey,” he starts. He’s biting his lip a bit, “Are you renting that?”
“I was going to.”
“Oh.”
“Did you want to rent it? There’s a wide selection, I’m sure I could get my hands on something else.”
“Oh no. You got here first, uh.”
He looks weird, nervous. Like he wants to ask something.
>John: Ask something
John: Ask something (Fill Dirk<3Jake<3Jane<3Roxy)
You watch as he mulls the situation over in his head. He clearly doesn't know what to do either. This whole thing is becoming increasingly awkward, because both of you want this movie, and both of you are too nice to just take it and run.
You turn back to the shelf and give it a good scan. Maybe there is another movie that can fill the growing chasm of need for the brilliance of Mr Cage. Everything is checked out. How odd. This must be one popular video rental store. Is that even still a thing that happens? Didn't video rental stores go out of style with the Y2K bug and ridiculous boy bands?
The guy seems to be doing the same thing. Checking for another movie, but he too is coming up empty handed. He picks up a movie by the wildly bizarre and cutting edge director Dave Strider before rolling his eyes ever so slightly and placing it back on the shelf. You agree. Compared the brilliance of National Treasure, Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff: The Movovie is just a bunch of weird hoopla.
You catch the other guy's gaze and ask what some hardcore movie buffs might consider to be heresy, "So, not a fan of the infamous Dave Strider?"
"I wouldn't say that," the guy replies.
You nod your head sagely. "That's right, you prefer movies about giant blue catwomen."
He doesn't disagree. He just keeps his gaze fixed on your face and finally says, "...Well, yeah. I suppose I do."
This guy is kind of bizarre, but you almost appreciate that he is standing here and having an awkward conversation with you in a video rental store. You almost don't want this interaction to end. The guy seems genuinely nice. And even though you don't even know his name, you can't stop yourself from asking him one burning question. You know you shouldn't. He is a complete stranger, but you can't help yourself.
"So..." you begin, not knowing how exactly to propose this to your new acquaintance. You hope to high heaven that this guy isn't a serial killer. "Would you...would you like to maybe come watch National Treasure with me back at my place?"
>Jake: answer this intriguing stranger
Re: Jake: answer this intriguing stranger (Fill JOHN<3KARKAT)
Strider has taught you that people don't normally go around just talking up strangers and asking them places. Something you learned the hard way, because after all shouldn't everyone be up for a little adventure?
Well you sure are! And this seems like a great idea, you both get to see the movie plus you get to meet someone new, as much as you love your friends you would love the chance to make a new friend.
"Of course! That seems like a damn wonderful idea!"
He looks at you bit oddly but you don't really notice.
==> Pay for movie and go to John's house
Re: Jake: answer this intriguing stranger (Fill JOHN<3KARKAT)
You even let yourself consider that maybe this lad has more things with you in common. Perhaps he likes fisticuffs, though fisticuffs isn't something a person breaks out on a first...erm, what is this thing exactly? It feels strangely like a date, but that can't be right, can it? I mean, he's a guy, and he looks a whole lot like you, and something about it feels slightly narcissistic.
You follow the guy in silence for another block or two, until you stop at a cozy looking brownstone. The guy turns slowly and for a moment you think he's reconsidering the entire thing. Heck, you are kind of considering this whole shindig too. But he just smiles at you, in an endearingly, somewhat goofy way.
"Um, I guess before I invite you into my home, we should probably introduce ourselves. My name is John. John Egbert."
John extends his hand to you. For a moment you forget how to be polite, but you brush it off quickly and add a shiteating grin of your own as you shake his hand vigorously.
"Jake. Jake English. It is a pleasure to meet you, John."
And then he smiles at you again. And you kind of melt.
===>John, take Jake inside and pop that movie in the DVD player.
Re: ==>John, take Jake inside and pop that movie in the DVD player.(Fill JOHN<3KARKAT)
Okay so you've invited a stranger into your home and all you know is that his name is Jake English, some part of you also says that hes pretty good looking but you ignore that, you really shouldn't think that way of a stranger or a guy or you know what lets move on from this topic he's standing right behind you.
"So, you can just go in the living room and put the movie in I'll make some popcorn." He nods with that same grin and scampers off, he is certainly an odd person.
You can't say you don't like it.
==> Make popcorn
> John: Enter the video store. (FILL: TEAM JOHN<3ROSE)
FORMERfriends being boring assholes. You step inside, and man, you are in the zone, in your element, a master of cinematic connoisseurship. This is definitely, totally, completely not reminding you of the million and one other times you did this while practically skipping, imaginingRose, Dave and Jade'sthose losers' reactions to each scene and line and piece of music.You know the route by heart: turn right, head straight to the back of the store and get straight into the M-N sweet spot in the centre of the Action section. To your great relief, National Treasure is right there. You absently think it's kind of strange how it was there the last seven times you rented it, too, even though there's only one copy. You'd think people would practically be fighting each other over it!
While you're at it, you weave through the various sections and scoop up Deep Impact (oh man, you haven't seen it in FOREVER), Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, Men in Black, Alien, and Monty Python and the Holy Grail on your way to the front.
As you're traversing the rest of the Comedy section on your way to the cashier, you think you've got a decent haul already. But you're just barely out of the V's and into the W's when another movie catches your eye, and you stop and stare at it a while.
It's a comedy movie from some time ago, called Weekend at Bernie's, from the looks of it. You pick up and flip it over, scanning the description. You've never heard of any of the actors, and the plot seems like it kind of leaves something to be desired (a dead guy being used like a puppet to make it seem like he's still alive?), and you get the feeling it won't exactly have a sweeping soundtrack. Still, you're feeling
kind of bitter and a little heartbrokenadventurous today, so what the hell. It goes into your stack of goods as well.You sidle into line, humming tunelessly and hugging your rentals-to-be to yourself, contemplating the doubtless awesome and exciting marathon you've got lined up tonight. Who even needs company? Besides, you're just gonna have to accept that nobody has the same highly developed taste that you do-
"...and while we're on the topic it'd be calamitously untoward of me not to wonder whether you've caught the newest Cage flick yourself!"
Your head snaps up, and you very nearly stop breathing.
It sounds as though the voice is coming from the front. You step sideways and peer around the person in front of you.
And stare.
A tan, muscular boy with weird old-fashioned glasses - rectangular, gold-rimmed, a little too big for his face - is standing behind the counter in his button-festooned Video Mania uniform, kinda-sorta neglecting his cashier duties in favour of talking loudly and animatedly to his silent, slightly bemused-looking customer. His hands are going this way and that as he gestures excitedly with each sentence, price gun still in his left hand and occasionally swinging perilously close to the ancient-looking machinery surrounding him. He's also talking with pretty much the fakest-sounding English accent you've ever heard, and a little second-hand embarrassment creeps under your skin because not even your attempt at an English accent is that bad. Though it suits him somehow, you think.
But the creepy thing is that his wind-swept hair is the same pitch black as yours, and his eyes and nose are basically the same shape as what you yourself see in the mirror every morning, and when he grins and waves goodbye as his customer leaves, you see that his teeth are big and crooked and it's all he can do to close his mouth around them. You're also pretty sure that if you and he were to stand side by side, neither of you would be more than about a half inch taller than the other. He has big hands and long fingers, and he's definitely scanning bar codes and writing on receipts and adjusting his glasses with his left hand, not his right, and--
You stop because this is probably just a bunch of stupid coincidences and you're starting to sound a little gay here. Anyway, it's your turn to go up and fork over your cash, so you step forward and place your stuff on the counter.
He turns to you, smiling brilliantly. "Ahoy, good sir, and what resplendent jewels in film history's crown will I be ringing up for you today?"
Right after the words leave his mouth he seems to falter slightly and look at you curiously for a half-second. Maybe for the same reason you did? His eyes are bright green. You steal a glance at his name tag - "JAKE".
You're just starting to respond when he looks down at your last-minute addition to your movie night selections. He literally gasps, his eyes going wide, and looks up at you with a radiant expression.
What's his deal?
> John: Be the cashier.