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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

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.

Look through the prompts and fill whichever you like!

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

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!

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It's so cute! Look at my vampire pants trying to seduce Kar omg ok sorry but yeah wow it's great! :D

pfff XD this is awesome, thank you!! :D

I'm not even sure how to compliment this because it was so wonderfully terrible DOWN TO THE AUTHOR'S NOTES.

But you have certainly mastered the style of My Immortal.

Jake<3Terezi (because oh man Stridersexuals <3)

Time-travel - Memoir

is this ok??

fkjsdfkasfd
oh my god
this is AMAZING
thank you so much <33333333

aaaaaaaaaah i can't believe i didn't reply to this at the time this is ENTIRELY DARLING and i am entirely in love with it

aaah maybe but that is SUPER CUTE :333333333

road support

It was dark out, and the only current light came from the headlight of Dave's bike as he pulled up next to her.

"you came quick!"
"you were on my route"

Aradia raises an eyebrow at him, making it clear she was not entirely convinced. When he shrugs she decides to let it slide; he's here now and she's very much in need of help.

"so lets see"

She nods and motions at her lifeless bike. She'd heard something snap as she was on the road, and instant swaying followed. Aradia managed to pull up to the side before harming herself or others, and after an intense bout of spluttering, the bike had given in completely.
She tried looking at it herself (she likes to consider herself decently capable when it comes to mechanics), but she couldn't seem to find the problem. Being stranded and her frustration with the situation running higher, she decided to text Dave. Only minutes later, the familiar rumbling of his own bike became audible.

You could say many things about Dave Strider, but when you really needed him, he was there.

She stared blankly at him and her bike as he crouched down near it, studying and touching the metal in several places. Briefly, she wondered how he could even see clearly while wearing sunglasses at night.

"has it been backfiring on you"
"yes.."

He nods and hums knowingly, then gets up and wipes his oily hands on his -already roughed up- jeans.

"fuel supply slash combustion issue" He says as if its the simplest thing in the world. "could be fuel going where its not supposed to" He trails off for a moment and gives her a questioning look. "or timing"

"my timing is fine!"
"yeah i thought youd say that"
"so what do i do?"

She was starting to feel a bit desperate; he noticed and smiled calmly.

"chill megido itll be fine"

He walked up to his own bike and opened the box compartment attached to the back.

"take mine for now and once yours is cool ill take it down to the shop ok"

Aradia was about to protest when she saw Dave walking back up to her, holding a large pizza box.

"..did you seriously bring pizza?"
"thought you might be hungry"

Her stomach growled in response and she gave him a grateful nod.

As they sat down by the side of the road to eat, Aradia relaxed. A messed up bike wasn't too hard to deal with in the right company.

-fin

(Why do I agree to do anything on a word limit? FFFffffft. Still, this popped in my head and wouldn't get out. Hope it lives up to expectations! :))

Together they sat on one of many rowboats floating down stream. Nothing was ahead of them or behind them, just unending water.

He recognized the blood still clinging to the clothes she clutched in her arms. She recognized the symbol hanging on his neck.

“I knew only the stories, yet admired him greatly,” he told her when she asked about it. “He was a great martyr. No, he was a great troll.”

“He was,” she agreed, softly. She clutched the pants she held tighter to her chest, allowing him to pat her shoulder.

They floated on in peaceful, silent agreement.

UU<>Nepeta

comedy + highschool

Dirk<3Equius

steampunk + paranormal

Aradia<3Jade<3Feferi

romance + horror!

Roxy<>Dirk

crime drama + thriller

Dirk <> Jake
Victorian + mystery

oh my gosh this is so cute its perfect *u*

XD oh my gosh yes yes yes *u* thanks!

"I think this place is haunted," Jade said. "A bunch of weird things have been happening. My stuff keeps getting moved around."

"You've been spending too much time with John," Rose said. "It's just the movers unpacking stuff. Nothing supernatural."

"If you say so," Jade said. She wasn't convinced.

That night Jade woke up to find a pale figure sitting on the end of their bed.

"What kind of lame ass ghost wears sunglasses?" she asked it.

"Whoa, way harsh," the ghost said. "These things are the height of fashion. All the other spooks can't handle me."

"What, did you die in the 80s or something? Is that your deal? Rose wake up, come see our loser ghost."

Rose rubbed the sleep from her eyes as the ghost flipped Jade off and floated through a wall.

"Okay, we can call John in the morning," Rose said.

John showed up with a bag full of electronic doohickeys (Jade assured Rose that was the scientific term for them) in order to capture the evidence of this haunting of theirs.

"There's two kinds of hauntings, residual and intelligent," John explained.

"This one was wearing a Members Only jacket," Rose said. "It can't be intelligent."

"Says the little gothic princess," the ghost remarked, floating out from the kitchen. "Black lipstick is not your color."

John snapped several excited pictures before he realized the ghost wasn't running. He lowered the camera, clearly unsure what to do.

"This is my house too," the ghost explained. "Actually, I was here first so it's more my house than yours."

"That's not how it works," Rose said. "We are the new owners of it, you are simply a spirited squatter."

"Whatever," the ghost said. It stared at the coffee table.

"Was something suppose to happen there?" Jade asked.

"Shut up, I'm not a poltergeist."

"Well obviously," John said. "Poltergeists aren't even real ghosts, they're the manifestations of the spiritual and emotional energy of living people, usually teenage girls-"

"That's not how it works in Harry Potter," Jade said.

"I've told you a million times, Harry Potter is wrong about ghosts," John said. "So wrong."

"Who is calling who a loser here?" the ghost asked.

"Well if you're going to be staying you should at least give us your name!" Jade said.

"Why, going to use it to trap me in some sort of spooky ghost trap thing?"

"Does that actually work?" Jade asked.

"No." The ghost hovered for a moment, thinking. "It's Dave."

"Nice to meet you, Dave," Jade said, holding out her hand. Dave's own passed right through her wrist. John snapped another picture.

"This is awesome," John said.

"Your enthusiasm is cute," Rose said. "But you're not the one that has to live with him."

"Aren't you a bundle of sunshine," Dave said.

"We're going to have to set some ground rules if you're going to be our roommate," Rose said.

"Unfair, I want a ghost roommate," John grumbled.

"You couldn't afford the rent," Rose said.

"Fine, we will make up rules and a chore calendar and then we'll all eat tv dinners and laugh about it," Dave said. "Sound super fucking fun."

"How did you die?" Jade asked.

"Whoa there, you don't ask that sort of thing to a lady on the first date," Dave said. "Uncool."

"Were you murdered?" John asked. "You're sort of annoying, I could see someone murdering you."

"I swear, I will develop telekinetic powers and flip this table right at you," Dave said.

"Cool," John said. He snapped another picture.

It took a few weeks for them to ease into a routine. John was over constantly interrogating Dave about all the different aspects of being a ghost. Dave turned out to be much less knowledgeable about the subject than one might expect.

"Ectoplasm? How the fuck should I know, I just woke up like this one day," Dave said.

"So there's not like, a briefing after you die? No mentoring program?" John asked.

"John, we're trying to sleep, it's two in the morning," Rose said. "Take your ghost for a walk if you must keep chattering."

"You know he can't leave the house," John said.

"I've actually never tried it," Dave said. When they looked at him he shrugged. "Never saw a reason to."

"Okay, you're coming with me for a ghost walk immediately," John said.

"Let me remind you that it is still 2am," Rose said. "You can walk your pet ghost in the morning."

"Dude, not a dog here," Dave said.

John was ushered out the door by Rose and Dave spent the rest of the night sulking in the bathroom, moaning pathetically about how no one appreciated all he did for them whenever Jade got up to get a glass of water. John returned as soon as the sun rose, banging on the doorbell.

"Did you even sleep?" Rose asked him blearily.

"Nope!" he said. "Come on Dave, let's go."

"Hey I want to come too!" Jade said, bouncing brightly into the room. Rose glared at them all.

"I'm going back to bed," she said.

"She hates mornings," Jade stage whispered to the boys.

It turned out Dave was very capable of leaving the house. In the sunlight he turned even more transparent, becoming just a shimmering outline that made everyone they passed do a double take.

"We're freaking out the squares," Dave said.

"This is so cool!" John said. "Man we can have so much fun. You probably haven't seen a movie in ages."

"Mr. Egbert," Dave gasped. "I'll have you know that a lady of my standards does not go with a man to the movies unless she is bought dinner first."

"Can you even eat?" Jade asked.

"Well, no," Dave said. "It's the principle of the thing."

John managed to coerce Dave into coming to see the latest Nic Cage action flick with him that evening. He walked Dave back up to the house from his car and they stood beneath the porch light together.

"Ladies don't kiss on the first date," Dave said.

"Dude, stop being lame," John said, leaning up and smacking his lips against Dave's outline. He mostly caught air but he almost thought he felt a little tingle of ectoplasmic electricity.

"Whooo!" Jade called from the window. "Go John!"

John returned her thumbs up as Dave drifted through the door.

"When are you moving in anyway?" Jade asked.

"As soon as you talk Rose into it," John said.

"I'll work on it," Jade said.

Rose was mad to lose her home office but she came to enjoy having John there and even deigned to kiss him under the mistletoe come holidays. Jade snapped a picture with Dave putting rabbit ears on them in the background.

"Best house ever," she said.

Jadesprite<3<Jade Body Horror + Erotica

Edited 2012-06-21 16:13 (UTC)

Early in the evening I found myself on my way back to the hive of Mr. Zahhak, the wealthy blue-blood I had met earlier that week. My matesprit believed I was visiting a client about the spirits haunting their hive. In a strange way it makes me pity him more.
I know I shouldn't be doing this. It would probably be for the best if I never saw Equius Zahhak again. But something about the blue-blood is irresistible. The way he stumbled over himself when he tried to give orders, a nervous sweat beginning to show on his brow. The way a troll known for his strength looked at me, me of all people, as if I could break him to pieces. Besides, the voices told me to go back here. Why the dead care if I see him again is beyond me.

When I got to his hive I was once again hit by how foolish it was for me to even be here. But I pressed on and nervously knocked on the door.
He answered it as though he was waiting for me and hurried me inside, looking around to see if any of his neighbors saw me. Only then did I realize that he had almost as much to l did. He was looking anywhere but at me as he moped at his sweat. "I wasn't 100% sure that you would come."
"Neither was I," I told him.
"Ah..." He paused. "I understand that my invitation was undeniably forward. Perhaps even lewd ..."
I didn't know what to say to that. I'm still not even sure that last part was meant for me.
At last he seemed to notice the awkwardness in the air.
"Perhaps we should retire to the sitting room... Or somewhere else more comfortable... If you wouldn't mind"

-
I hope you like this. I think I did better with making it Soap Opera-y than I did with hitting the Urban Fantasy mark. *shrug*
I may write more of this same world.

You're not sure you can take another class in close proximity to Eridan today. You're afraid that you're going to end up screaming in frustration - not a polite thing to do in public lectures!

That hadn't happened yet, of course. You have far more poise than that, as a good tyrianblood must. You only have a few more sweeps before you'll be allowed to challenge for the throne; tolerating this sort of finishing school before then is supposed to be easy after surviving your childhood and defeating the other heirs to the throne. Isn't it?

Supposed to be, maybe! But it really isn't easy at all, and you know very well that Eridan was partially to blame. He was probably doing what he could to make it as difficult on as he could. She knew that he was dropping sly hints about her differences in ideology from the Condense - and she could hear his ridiculous wavy drawl now, defending himself with a stupid smile on his face, come on Fef I'm only trying to build you some support when he knew very well that the people he was talking to were the biggest traditionalists on this station, that they'd do whatever they could to stop you -

You pause in the room before the transportalizer, and take a deep breath. It helps to do that, you think, especially before you go to one of the few lectures you actually share with him. If you don't your mind tends to start wandering, occasionally in the direction of your former moirail standing in front of the class after you've just won a particularly devastating contest of wits. The problem is that you're imagining it now - his fists clenched in his pockets, his eyes narrowed and staring at you, and all you can think about is how much you want to lean in and whisper to him, twist the knife a little further and then pull back before he's bold enough to make a move. Let everyone know exactly what the two of you are -

No, no, no! This is exactly the kind of inappropriate behavior that the two of you are supposed to avoid, and you are both well aware of it. Displaying such overtures in front of the other highbloods will not aid your cause, and the only reason that Eridan hasn't already taken advantage of it is because he has as much to lose as you do. He wants to set himself up to oppose you, wants to rally the traditionalists to his banner and set them against you. And in a way you want it too, because where's the fun in a revolution that goes unopposed?

Still, you have a lot to do before that can happen. You just hope you can count on his help - such as it is - when the time actually comes, so that it will happen.

You compose yourself and step onto the transportalizer; it whisks you away to another part of the spaceship, and you walk through the doorway to your class, a perfect aristocrat.

Eridan doesn't even give you a challenge this time! He must be distracted, you think, and sit down just close enough that you can easily catch his eye. He looks back at you with a frown - not his usual scowl, the mask of hate and disgust that he usually only shares with you, but a distracted expression.

Hmm. Trouble, you think, and lean back, preparing for the lecture as the holographic projector hums to life. If he needs your help he'll demand it of you, and of course you'll protest until he makes it clear how badly he actually needs it. That's how things usually work between the two of you - words leave no unseemly marks, and yet they can inspire as much disdain as claws and teeth.

The projector transports you to a scene from history - floating far above an army of Cavalreapers as they soar through the air - as an obviously recorded lecture begins. It's about the Summoner's revolution, and how it was crushed - you take careful notes, even though you've heard it all before. Mostly, though, you're eagerly waiting for it to be over.

Eridan doesn't wait any longer than necessary to involve her in his - their - ridiculous problem. "Capros is movin his plan up a bit," he says in your ear. "If you're makin a move, do it fast."

"Is that all?" you whisper back, archly.

"He's the biggest traditionalist in this school and has a lot of support outside of it. Might wanna take this one seriously," he answers, before brusquely pushing his way past you.

You feign anger at his mistreatment, which gives you the perfect right to reach out and grab his arm, almost hard enough to draw blood. He freezes - obviously trying to strike the right balance between desperately wanting to fall back against you and be touched, and feigning disinterest for appearances' sake. How sad is it, after so many years of begging for this kind of intimacy once your moiraillegiance started to fall apart, that he's finally receiving it only after finally turning your digestive sac with his constant selfishness? "And why are you telling me this?" you say, as sweetly as you can.

He makes a half-growling sound as he tries to recover his voice. "Because nobody else gets to humiliate you when I'm around, why the fuck do you think?"

You smile like a shark and let him go, but judging from the way his fingers are twitching, he'll be waiting for you when you slip out of your quarters tonight. He's so predictable! Maybe a nice exciting hatedate will help him think of some ideas to deal with your would-be bully, you think with a shark-like grin.

Even if it doesn't, well, you could use definitely use some release from all of this stress. School is a lot harder than you expected it to be!

John<3<Dave Superhero + Bizarro Fiction

This link goes to the tumblr post, but click on the picture there to see it better! I hope this works for you. :,3

Jade<3Vriska military science fiction/memoir

Edited (forgot subject i'm so smart) 2012-06-21 17:23 (UTC)

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Re: FILL: TEAM DAVE<3ROSE

Re: FILL: TEAM DAVE<3ROSE<3TEREZI

Re: FILL: TEAM ERIDAN<>ROSE

PROMPT: TEAM dave♠karkat♥terezi♥dave

FILL: TEAM JADE<3JOHN

FILL: TEAM Kanaya<>Karkat

Re: FILL: TEAM Kanaya<>Karkat

Re: FILL: TEAM JAKE<3JANE

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PROMPT: Team Aradia<>Tavros

PROMPT: Team Aradia<>Tavros

PROMPT: Team Aradia<>Tavros

PROMPT: TEAM BRO<3DAVE

Re: FILL: TEAM DAVE<3TEREZI

Re: FILL: TEAM [Alpha!Dave<3Alpha!Rose]

FILL: TEAM DIRK<3JAKE<3JANE<3ROXY

PROMPT: TEAM DOLOROSA<3MINDFANG

FILL: TEAM Eridan<3Roxy

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FILL: TEAM [DIRK<3EQUIUS]

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