hs_olympics | BONUS ROUND 1

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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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Baww, this is adorable! XD

TW:Character Death, Sexual Assault (implied), NSFW, Abuse
((This ended up a bit darker then I initially expected, but hopefully it still fits your tastes, as this was quite a fun prompt to fill))

Dear Diary

The Love Of My Life Is Gone My Light Extinguished
Smothered By That Dastardly Clown Fucker Darkness Remains Where She Used To Shine
Not Only Did He Steal Her Life But Also Her Body
Lacerations And Bruises Covered Her Corpse Like A Blanket
Crudely Painted In Her Own Blood To Mimic The Imagery Found Upon The Mirthful Messiahs

the dark carnival is back.
YOU LUCKY FUCKERS ARE GETTING AN ENCORE.

Her Stomach Read
A Mere Canvas For His Twisted Style Of Art
Her Gracile Limbs Contorted And Bound To The Bed Frame In A Manner Fit For A Convict But Not For My Darling Rose Who Merely Asked Too Many Questions

In The End It Was Karkat Who Had To Remove Her Cold Ravaged Corpse Dave Being Nearly As Inconsolable As Myself Over The Event
He Must Have Felt Responsible For It Too
Karkat Obviously Failing In His Duties To Placate The Monster
Had I Been Allowed To Deal With Him Initially She Would Still Be Alive And Our Own Lives Would Not Be In Jeopardy
Every Creek And Whisper
Every Dancing Shadow And Flickering Light
Every One Could Herald Our Last Breath

I Am Not About To Let This Pass By
I Tried The Method Preferred By Vantas And It Ended Horribly
Now I Am Left With Her Nearly Comatose Brother
Terezi And The Mayor Spending Every Waking Moment Trying To Get Him To At Least Feel Something
A Sheepish Vantas Obviously Feeling Guilt Over His Previous Moirail
And A Psychopathic Troll Running Rampant About This Blasted Meteor
That Is About To Change Though
Her Death Is Going To Be His Last And I'm About To Give That Fucker Tenfold What He Gave My Darling Rose
Every Cut And Bruise
Every Break And Fracture
Every Scream And Cry
I Will Break More Then His Body
I Am Going To Violate That Shit Stains Body And Soul
And Utterly Destroy It
Beyond Repair
And I Am Going To Make Him Fucking Beg For The End

Its The Final Act For That Last Mother Fucking Clown
He Better Put On A Good Show

They stood back to back, surrounded by a circle of enemies.

Dave swung his sword to create a wave of power that cut down the first few that had jumped at him. The drones from the opposing army that got caught up in the wave screeched as the fell, but more soon took their place. Wave after wave were taken down by the swipes of the sword and the shots of the rifle behind him.

“How many more are there?” Jade asked between shots of magical energy from her weapon, taking care of any that tried to get close to her partner.

“Just a few more waves I think, we can be done here and then head home in time to watch all of those amazing great cartoons that you live for Harley.”

“Hey shut up, my cartoons are the best, Dave!”

Even while more and more drones kept showing up, the two still kept their focus with smiles on their face.

The battle finally ended with the two humans being that last ones standing. For the first time since it started they turned and saw each other, one grinning and one smirking.

They gave each other high fives and then raced each other back to the compound, walking through the magical barrier, another day’s work done.

----

Sadly I don't think this is my best work and it's really short, but I hope it's what you were looking for!

Edited 2012-06-23 22:48 (UTC)

content note: imagery tending mildly towards vore-ish, I guess?

"Blood of my blood," Rose said, "go, fight, win."

"Your skirt is nowhere near real morale-boosting levels, Rose. This is not the carefully planned class act of reverse pathology sincerity-irony-agony horseshit I've been led to expect, where is the effort, what do I have to do for a little love around here."

She had considered a cheerleader outfit, but there were limits. Now Rose gestured towards one of the billboards standing at the ends of the field.

"I've considered everything you might need, Dave, don't worry. Keep an eye on that. Once we know all we need to about the virtues of Kentucky Fried—ah, such good timing!"

The advertisement had switched and now the billboard read:

DAVE IS SO NERVOUS, YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

BE GENTLE.

RL

The crowds on the stands murmured. Except for the harpies, who shrieked, and the Valkyries, who sharpened their swords more, well, pointedly.

"Oh my fucking god, you couldn't just propose?"

Rose had considered a proposal, but.

But.

But that was paltry, of course, in comparison to the bond of sire and sired that would follow this match. That had to follow; that she would slaughter for, carefully and by rote, if it did not follow.

"Just go win, Dave. The apparently very stereotypically All-American Vampyre League demands that you pass this test."

He looked her up and down. "Yeah. And then you're sure? The darkness or whatever the fuck won't mess you around as much once you pass on your lockjaw to me?"

It had started simply enough: she'd been a girl with a great interest in a book on the Zoologically Dubious. Over months she had dreamed and through it she had transformed into a sorceress. With the passing of more time, colour leaching out of her skin, she had followed half-unknowing the call of more voices and had become a shape-shifter. And now with her skin growing greyer, her hair more blonde, her jaw stronger and more toothed, she was in sum and total: thirsty.

It wasn't as glamorous as modern pop culture made it out to be.

Rose considered the beat of Dave's plump heart, speeding with nerves, solid and warm, palpably close to her every sense. Her own sqeezed out a beat in turn. "There will be a kind of energy generated... It should be enough."

He put the football helmet on over his sunglasses. She offered no comment on it.

"You should know that I wouldn't go through with doing this to you if I hadn't already tried to run, and you hadn't already come to find me," Rose said, and he nodded. There wasn't so much you could tell from just the speed of a heart, really - but it was probably enough of an indication of his state of mind that he wasn't speaking.

Dave jogged out of the hallway onto the open field, and just about managed to join the right team huddle. And what really made her dread her own state of mind, and for him, was that she still believed he'd help his team win.

Why is this angst

Dirk<3uu
romcom + magical girl

Edited 2012-06-23 22:51 (UTC)

Eridan<3<Sollux Victorian +forbidden love

Ms.Paint<3<Lord English soap opera + romcom

Doc Scratch would be the perfect host for such a show...

o m g

this is super super adorable. the ghost! their faces! their outfits! meenah's fantastically long braids (you could play jumprope with those braids)! if this were a fic i would totally read it.

I HOPE THIS IS OKAY
IM NOT ENTIRELY SURE WHAT I WAS DOING LMSDLKAGH;L

...OK so this is now the third prompt of yours I've filled but I just really needed to give this pair a shot, OK? OK.

----

You are Rose Lalonde. You are an alto with perfect pitch, and you have the best voice in your high school, according to everybody you know.

He is John Egbert. He is a tenor with a voice given to him by the angels. He was your friend until freshman year, when he dumped a bucket of water over your head in the middle of the matinee for the school musical. You had scored the lead as a freshman, but because of him, everybody laughed at you and you never had a chance at a lead again.

(he says it was a harmless prank and that he only did it because nobody was in the audience anyways, but word got around, and he never thought to apologize, so you never thought to forgive him)

Standing between you now is a scholarship to the top music conservatory in the country, which both of you have the grades and voice for.

You sit opposite from one another in the waiting room before the audition. John’s playing a game on his cell phone; you sit with your hands folded primly on your lap. The model student.

You shut your eyes and concentrate, thinking only of the goal at hand. How you will rip the scholarship right under Egbert’s nose, revel in the sweet taste of victory-

“--Rose, god, are you even listening?”

You snap your eyes open and glare at him. “What?”

“Well I was trying to tell you good luck on your audition, but you ignored me!”

“Ah.” You close your eyes and continue to ignore him.

“Rose! Come on, don’t tell me you’re still upset about the stupid musical.” You open your eyes again and look at him.

“Why, how could I ever be upset about something as minor as that?” you ask in a languid voice. John relaxes at your assurance but of course you can have that so you continue. “After all, it was only my one chance to shine as an actress – it certainly couldn’t be ruined due to a prank in the middle of one of the two performances.”

“Come on-”

“Furthermore, that dress was only one of my favorites, purchased by my very own savings. And water has never been known to ruin such delicate fabric before!”

“Hey, I offered to pay you back for the dress-”

“And deprive you of the money you so clearly need for an orthodontist? I could never accept.”

John makes an effort to pull his top lip over his buck teeth. “Oh yeah? Well I hope you get laryngitis! It’s just about the only thing that could make your stupid voice bearable to hear!”

Your eyes lock.

(neither of you get the scholarship. they didn’t believe that “making out with a rival” was a valid excuse for missing the audition)

hehe, no problem :) I love the painting style!

Spades, but either way would be wonderful- I just really love to imagine a strong mutual respect/rivalry between them :D

Oh my goodness this is so perfect <33 thank you so much!!

“Dirk, I don’t think this is working.” mumbled Roxy from her place on Dirk’s chin, long arms stretched around his neck and legs balanced on his shoulders as she buried her face into his cheek.

“No, we’re golden, don’t worry about it.” Dirk responded quietly, smiling at the tall and attractive man before him.

“I think he can see me clinging to your chin like this.” she whispered. “He’s looking at us weirdly.”

“Nah, he’s just engrossed in how amazingly attractive I am, just keep on telling me good pick up lines, you know I’m terrible at this stuff.”

“Right okay...” she sighed. “Are you a parking ticket? Because, boy, you got fine written all over you.”

Needless to say, Dirk got laid that night.

Edited 2012-06-23 23:15 (UTC)

Roxy <3 Jane

Private Detectives + Humour

Against all expectations, the first show goes off without a hitch. Who knew the press would find so much to praise in a fledgling collection modeled entirely by robots? Of course, no one suspects any romantic tension between you, the Ambiguously Gay Duo Who Are Not Gay For Each Other Besides That Would Technically Be Heterosexual Please Go Away.

The same can’t be said for the second show. Or the third, though all bets are off when Vriska’s rapper ex-baby-daddy and Jake’s thrice-deceased-but-reanimated grandmother sit down at the table. Though you doubt anyone could have predicted the tsunami, or the triumphant return of your evil art school principal/father figure.

When Dirk kisses you, it is actually not terrible, unlike everything else in both your lives.

Edited 2012-06-23 23:19 (UTC)

Helmsman♢Sufferer
Bizarro and Diary/logbook
the catch/bonus: the Sufferer is still consumed with rage

Ahhh this is great! Love the set up. <3

the Condence<3the Grand Highblood

Commedia dell'arte and drabble

PFFFFFFFFF YOU TURNED IT INTO A LITERAL BEARD I CANT
IM DIEING
THIS IS AMAZING

thank you!

Karkat<3<Sollux Cutscene and Film Noir

Dave <3 Dave

Domestic Life + Comedy

Just popping by to say that I adored this!

Vriska<3Terezi
Slapstick and Fantasy

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BONUS ROUND 1

Bonus Round 1

Re: FILL: TEAM DAVE<3TEREZI

FILL: TEAM ROXY <3< MEENAH

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

FILL: TEAM KARKAT<3NEPETA

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

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

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

FILL: TEAM JOHN<3KARKAT

Re: FILL: TEAM DAVE<3KARKAT

FILL: TEAM DAVE <3 ROSE <3 TEREZI

FILL: TEAM JOHN<3VRISKA

Re: FILL: TEAM FEFERI<3JADE

Re: PROMPT: TEAM Karkat♢Sollux

Re: FILL: TEAM [Dirk<>Roxy]

FILL: TEAM KARKAT <3 VRISKA

PROMPT: TEAM KARKAT <3 VRISKA

FILL: TEAM ENGLISH

PROMPT: TEAM Karkat♢Sollux

Re: FILL: TEAM JADE<3JOHN

PROMPT: TEAM Karkat♢Sollux

Re: FILL: TEAM KARKAT <3 VRISKA

PROMPT: TEAM Karkat♢Sollux

PROMPT: TEAM KARKAT <3 VRISKA

Re: FILL: TEAM BRO<3JOHN

PROMPT: TEAM Karkat♢Sollux