BONUS ROUND 1

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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.
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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.
FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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!

Comments

Re: PROMPT: TEAM KARKAT<3NEPETA

[slippy]

It's almost a pity we're on the same team, because I wish I could do this prompt. That is a truly wonderful combo.

Re: FILL: TEAM JOHN<3KARKAT

[slippy]

And super cute! I like how tentatively friendly Karkat looks while Nepeta's all gung ho about spotting the ghost. They would be the sweetest paranormal investigators.

PROMPT: TEAM KARKAT <3 NEPETA

[slippy]

all A2 trolls in various degrees of <3
military fiction & yaoi

PROMPT: TEAM KARKAT <3 NEPETA

[slippy]

Dirk <3 Aranea <3 Jake
Buddy cop comedy + pulp

PROMPT: TEAM KARKAT <3 NEPETA

[slippy]

Dirk <3 Auto-responder <3 Roxy <3 Jane <3 Jake
Rogue artificial intelligence/robot + epic romance

PROMPT: TEAM KARKAT <3 NEPETA

[slippy]

Jack Noir <3< / <3 PM

Obituary + lament

Re: FILL: TEAM KANAYA<3ROSE

[bloodredbites]

Naww neat au haha! xD

PROMPT: TEAM [Alpha!Dave<3Alpha!Rose]

[andthus]

John<3Vriska
Romance + Military

PROMPT: TEAM JADE<3JOHN

[reddpop]

Terezi<3Karkat
Campus murder mystery + Memoir

[shellfishdimes]

Man, I am really glad you think so because in hindsight it is AS FAR REMOVED FROM THE ACTUAL PROMPT as possible.

FILL: TEAM Dualscar <3< Mindfang

[retardokoolaid]

done!

FILL: TEAM KANAYA<3ROSE

[tapps]

TW: Gore, violence.

“Give me a kiss,” he growls, laughing and it’s all gaspy and gross and she readjusts her grip on his throat, twisting harder so that maybe he can’t talk anymore, so that maybe she won’t have to put up with his bullshit anymore, his hiding and running and murdering.

She’s so sick.

“Shut up.”

“C’mon. Give me some sugar.”

But he’s even sicker, he grins and bears it and he’s a highblood for chrissake what’s she supposed to do?

A jadeblood is still a jadeblood, rainbow drinker or not, and she’s scrambling for purchase, skirt fabric slipping on the metal table so that she can’t quite get the height advantage to press down. It doesn’t help that her hands are slippery with greasepaint. So repulsive and it’s all over her clothes.

He slopped it on her face earlier, she was dazed and shaking and could barely speak, hole in her stomach throbbing. It may or may not have had his fingers in it, probing and groping, all “can’t believe you survived this one, sis, you goddamned miracle”, all “what a good color”, all “now let’s fix that pale face”.

She caught sight of herself in the reflective surface of a metal tank a few minutes ago. White light pulsing through gaps in the grey smears, and if she’s not mistaken those streaks and globs of jade are from her, her aching wound and her gross, corrosive hatred.

It’s hard to recognize herself like this.

With him.

He grabs her wrist, pulls her hand from his throat and shoves it down instead on the back of her neck. Their lips meet in no gentle manner, a hard and cruel smash with more than a little teeth. She bites, tasting indigo that is bitter in the way she’s heard Rose describe wine.

The tussle spills over into the alchemiter area; she slips backwards off the table, landing hard on a pile of alchemized bullshit and sending a shock of pain through her punctured abdomen. In that moment she loathes them all, not just him but the other two hims and the two hers and yes even her, good god, so much pain and anger all swishing around like a kaleidoscopic supernova of everything fucked up in her life thusfar.

In a moment he’s slid over the table as well, standing over her like a colossus of torn clothes and dripping, smeared makeup.

“I hate you,” she hisses, bucks up off the pile of things and managing to draw her legs closer to herself to get her throbbing chest off the floor. There’s blood everywhere. She rubs a lip that feels split and her hand shines green.

“Hate you too,” he says, and she hates how casually he can say that, how he can wrestle her over a table and have her gnaw his lips halfway to hell and back and then just lean up against something and watch her pant for breath. She reaches out and pulls hard and fast at his knee, and when he drops, laughing in a quick bark, she clambers on top of him.

He lets her pin him with a hand on his throat again, grinning so the sharp points of his incisors gleam jade. Beside her the pile of bullshit is tempting, and she gropes blindly for something, anything, and comes up with the hard and crystallized sugar the humans tried to make.

Rock candy, it’s something called rock candy and it is as hard and unflinching as she feels right now. In her clenched fist it shatters into shards; for a lack of something else to do she shoves it at him, presses the splintered candy between his lips and back between his teeth, yanking her fingers out before he can bite them. The stuff becomes powder in his mouth, a sticky shine on his lips.

This time it’s her that yanks him up for a kiss, a sickeningly sweet-tasting kiss that turns her stomach. It’s tinged with the bitter indigo of blood from his lips, from the earlier cuts that she tongues now, bites again to draw from further. The taste balances - sweet - and she drops him so that his horns crack hard against the metal floor.

He grins up at her still, even now with his mouth bloodied and his makeup smeared.

“Was that enough sugar for you?” she pants, slapping his hands away from her waist and clambering to her feet. She needs Rose now, needs some bandages and some bedrest. She leaves the sound of his laughter behind, the gaudy braying sound echoing in her ears as she wipes futilely at the green-gray mess on her face.

Sick.

So incredibly sick.

Re: FILL: TEAM KANAYA<3ROSE

[icylily]

oh my freaking gosh
yes

Re: FILL: TEAM KANAYA<3ROSE

[icylily]

i was wondering how on earth you guys would tackle this
woah
*_*

PROMPT: TEAM ARADIA <3 SOLLUX

[icylily]

crayons + lack of speech, WV<3PM

PROMPT: TEAM ARADIA <3 SOLLUX

[icylily]

humanstuck + aquatic animals, eridan<3feferi or eridan<3<feferi :3

FILL: TEAM ARADIA<3SOLLUX

[icylily]

HERE YOU GO :D

full size here: http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5v14gdkb71r4yh0so1_1280.jpg

Re: FILL: TEAM Dualscar<3<Mindfang

[kiyama]

YESSSSSS really good YESSSSSSS
THANK YOU!

Re: FILL: TEAM [Bro<3Dave]

[slippy]

oh god so cute. I don't know why, the image of them hacking away at walls to leave messages across time ... it's just really cute.

Re: FILL: TEAM JADE<3KARKAT

[slippy]

Aw, I could see Jade being just that practical and ruthless and sweet about doing getting between such a volatile couple. I also like that she's winning over at least one doctor. A force to be reckoned with!

Re: FILL: TEAM Dave<3Karkat

[slippy]

Oooh. Those ghostly tentacles look so cool, and the way Feferi's hair echoes them. Actually I like everything - the mirrored composition, Jade wrapped in roses, the look of the 3AM dress and Feferi's glee.

FILL: Team Dave<3Karkat

[lacertae_dreamscape]

I know someone else is going to fill this, but I had started doing my own fill before seeing it, so I thought might as well finish mine, too. And I did a fanart, so...

Preview pic just to see, but please go check the link for the bigger version because resizing did horrid things to the image. ;_;



BIGGER VERSION HERE: http://i46.tinypic.com/2lcmr1d.jpg

FILL: TEAM EQUIUS<3GAMZEE

[brightgray]

(Psychological horrors scare me so bad. ;w; Hope this works! Here's the image on flickr: http://www.flickr.com/photos/79034122@N08/7400707844/in/photostream)

FILL: TEAM ERIDAN<3KARKAT

[crispychocolate]

Oh man i hope this is what you wanted. I hope it's somehow clear that it's supernatural as in talking with a projection of yourself but ok.
___________


The world is spinning around you.
Dark, it is dark. Streams of colours. Running down the walls.
You can’t tell whether it’s the room you just were in or something completely different.
It seems to be another realm that your mind takes you to whenever you’re on the edge.
Noises are around you. At first they’re quiet and you almost think they aren’t there. But they get louder and louder to the point where it’s agonizing and they just don’t stop.

You scream your lungs out, anything to make it STOP.
You close your eyes and hunch down on the floor, make yourself small. You hate this. You are scared and you want the terrible voices and the sickingly colours to stop flashing around you. But he isn’t here to stop them. Not this time.

But someone else is. He’s sitting behind you and you look up at him and through the blur of indigo tears you see his twisted smile, the same indigo gashes on his face as on yours, the same makeup.
“Leave me alone!” you bark at him but he just laughs at you. His hand traces over your face and his nails dig slightly into your skin.

You hate him, that other side of you, that just won’t leave you alone. That takes control over yourself. Makes you do things you never wanted to do. Slick and colourful liquids cover the floor and raise up to your ankles. You want to scream again but he presses his hand on your lips and growls at you. “No don’t.” he whispers. “You can’t stop it. It’s your destiny. That is what you’re supposed to be.” He tells you once again.

You’re so sick of hearing this. Your vision clears a bit more and you find yourself in complete Darkness, standing opposite of the other one, the other you. There is no definable room, it’s just endless dark space surrounding both of you. He takes your hand into his, gentle, and runs another one over your cheek again.

“You will be the greatest of them all. You’re born for this.” He continues to talk to you but you don’t listen. You concentrate on the shades of colour on your hands. Olive, Blue, Brown, Yellow. You’re not even directly responsible for two of them. Your heartbeat quickens as another colour appears on your hands and you noticed that the other one stopped talking.

Your eyes widen and your head jerks up to look into his face. There’s a sadistic grin on his face and a cruel spark in his eyes. “No…” you whisper. “No, no, no, no, no!!” you scream at him and bat his hands away and you almost jump at him, claw at his face, his throat.

Suddenly he disappears and so does the darkness and the construction of the room appears in front of you again. You’re back in the veil, but the colour is still there. Still on your hands. And it’s burning accusingly bright and red on your hands and you lean over and look at the body in front of you. Your mind is racing and you scream.
You cradle the body in your arms and you hope he’s not dead. You can still feel his heartbeat and you let out a relieved sigh. He’s the only one who could save you from yourself and you promise that if something like this ever happens again you will kill yourself. In order to stop the other one. The one that has so much control about you.

The one you hate so much.

Re: FILL: TEAM [Dirk<3Roxy] TAGS: [N/A]

[tehstripe]

Oh my goodness this is everything I could have ever hoped for with this prompt. Fantastic. |D