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

Prompt: Team Grand Highblood<3<Summoner

[saingirl101]

Steam-punk AU + Reincarnation(Past Lives)

Re: Prompt: Team Grand Highblood<3<Summoner

[saingirl101]

Ack sorry Psiioniic<3Signless

PROMPT: TEAM ERIDAN<>ROSE

[wallwalker]

Regency Fiction + Satire, Eridan<3<Nepeta

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[heybuddyboy]

Jane<3<Gamzee, body swap + post-cyberpunk

PROMPT: TEAM ERIDAN<>ROSE

[wallwalker]

Mirrors for Princes + Political Drama, Gamzee c3< Eridan/Feferi

PROMPT: TEAM JADE<3ARADIA

[marrow]

Slick♠Snowman
Body horror + Found poetry

FILL: TEAM PARCELPYXIS

[zivlok]

Melted Snowman Tutorial

Okay
so we are going to learn
how to make a melted snowman
tastes
r
e
a
l
l
y
good
soft
substantial



My thought is that
if I'm
going to go
through all the trouble
I want a "COOKIE".
Not some
little
tiny
thing
that is gone in one bite.



at least 4 hours in the fridge
at least 4 hours in the fridge
at least 4 hours in the fridge

Start to assemble the ingredients
for the next step.
You'll need:
Royal Icing
Silver Daggers
Parchment Paper
Shortening

After your

has chilled for
at least 4 hours hours hours
prepare your work surface.
You'll need
a pre-heated oven.
You don't want the

sticking to your hands.

Start to press it flat
Make it so it has a real
w
  a
   v
    y
kind of funky
look to it.

The ultimate goal is a puddle.
The ultimate goal is a puddle.
The ultimate goal is a puddle.
Go ahead and repeat that step.

Beat
untilyougetstiffpeaks
un til the con sis ten cy
is slight ly run ny.

For the right consistency:
using a knife
as it drips
count to 10

DO NOT WALK AWAY

You don't have to be neat
or perfect
just get it on there.

At this point
you've got your

ready to go
and you can decorate
as
you
please.
You'll need a
very
small
hole cut in
the royal cut in
the hole cut in
the royal cut in
the hole
cut
in
the
royal

Every decoration on these is
royal icing.
I pipe the noses
on
on
on
stiff consistency.
The nose should stand up
in the direction you
p    u    l    l   
the arms
eyes
and mouth.

To make it easier on the kids
you can use Silver Daggers.

PROMPT: TEAM BRO<3JOHN

[kuumpiim]

Dirk <3/whatever Rose
Magical girls + Romance

PROMPT: TEAM MEENAH<3<ROXY

[salticidae]

Vriska♥/♠Feferi

Class S + Sukeban

FILL: TEAM [eridan♥feferi♥sollux]

[ladylovelycocks]

http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m61v8zthQB1qilicho1_1280.png

PROMPT: TEAM ERIDAN<3FEFERI<3SOLLUX<3<ERIDAN

[shellfishdimes]

Disciple♥Sufferer
Travelogue + dystopian fiction.

PROMPT: TEAM ERIDAN<3FEFERI<3SOLLUX<3<ERIDAN

[shellfishdimes]

Dualscar♥Psiioniic
Biopunk + spy fiction.

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[heybuddyboy]

Roxy<3Nepeta, a girl and her horse cat + biopunk

Re: PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[mags12998]

“Hey, girl,” Roxy said. “How’re you feeling?”

She scratched the cat on her lap under her chin, who purred in response.

“Ready to say something?” the girl asked. She was ready for her pet to become her Companion. Similar to the old concept of a familiar, Companions served as protectors, confidantes, and friends to their humans.

The cat blinked up at Roxy. “Prrrrrrroxy,” she said.

“Hn?”

“Hello,” the cat purred.

Roxy pulled the cat up in a big hug. “Hey, Nepeta.”

+image :)

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[heybuddyboy]

Tavros<3Nepeta, space western + unrequited love

PROMPT: TEAM MEENAH<3<ROXY

[salticidae]

Psiioniic/Sufferer/Disciple multiquadrant mess

Hard Fantasy + Dieselpunk

PROMPT: TEAM ERIDAN<>ROSE

[headlessbird]

Eridan <3< / <3 John
Lost Worlds + Steampunk

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[heybuddyboy]

Summoner c3< Dualscar/Mindfang, drinking games + haiku(s)

FILL: TEAM Eridan<3<Vriska

[myrrh_darkwing]

tAKE A DRINK, hAIKU
tHIS IS A TEAM EXERCISE
sTOP TRYING TO,,, uGH

Chill oooooooout, love, we're fiiiiiiiine
Take a shot and make a rhyme
W8, haiku don't rhyme

Fuck, you're an id'jit
Should a knowwn this wwas a bad
Idea; fuck you

I am up for that
If you have the guts to take
What you knoooooooow you want :::;)

oH HELL NO THIS IS
cERTAINLY NOT WHAT i MEANT
bY "yOU-- GET ALONG,"

PROMPT: TEAM JAKE<3JANE

[primitiveradiogoddess]

Dave<3Tavros, Science Fiction + Urban Fantasy

PROMPT: TEAM DAVE<>ARADIA

[binners]

karkat <3< feferi, mystery play and situational comedy

PROMPT: TEAM DAVE<>ARADIA

[binners]

karkat <3< john, ghost story + postmodernism

PROMPT: TEAM DAVE<>ARADIA

[binners]

roxy <3 <sollux, technothriller + heist movie (sort of the net meets ocean's 11 maybe?)

Re: PROMPT: TEAM DAVE<>ARADIA

[binners]

why do i keep posting prompts that *i* want to write :'(

PROMPT: TEAM ROSE<3ROXY

[plaidmage]

Crime fiction/romantic comedy, Rose<3Snowman.

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[heybuddyboy]

Roxy<3AR, after school special + robot apocalypse

roxy just wants to make out with her dirkbot

PROMPT: TEAM DAVE<>ARADIA

[binners]

aradia <3< vriska, existentialism + slapstick comedy

FILL: TEAM ROSE<3ROXY

[plaidmage]

The scene opens on Vriska Serket and Aradia Megido sitting on opposite sides of a blank and unadorned room. They are both reading a book whose title is obscured by masking tape, Vriska aloud and Aradia silently. Vriska’s reading is accompanied by bombastic gestures that threaten to upset the book’s position on her knees. Aradia looks as though she is about to strangle her companion.

VRISKA: “The blood is compulsory!” Wow, who wrote this? This is total garbage! You always pick the worst books for our reading dates!

Vriska throws the book at Aradia, who manages to duck as it impacts the wall behind her. She catches it as it falls and lays it on her lap, and unbeknownst to her, her own copy slides to the floor.

ARADIA: Reading a play is pointless if you give up not even halfway through. Oh, look, now I’ve lost my place. If I pick the worst books, you certainly don’t make them better by being such a tiresome reading partner.

VRISKA: Maybe you would be having a better time if we were reading “Quatermass vs. Ungoliant” like I wanted!

ARADIA: You spoiled the ending for that one. I wasn’t interested.

VRISKA: I didn’t spoil anything! It’s obvious that the big badass spider is going to beat the stupid weak adventurer guy. Or whatever he even is!

ARADIA: A scientist. Some of us prefer our heroes to be a little more intellectual!

Vriska tries to throw the book again, but of course it is already gone. She looks at her empty hand in confusion, then glares at Aradia. Aradia rolls her eyes and looks back at the book in her lap.

ARADIA: Wait, this isn’t where I left off.

VRISKA: Maybe you are just too stupid to realize where you marked your place! Or maybe this book is so boring that all the pages are the same!

ARADIA: Shut up.

Aradia flips back through the book.

ARADIA: “I’ve frequently not been on boats” - wait. This isn’t...

Aradia turns the book this way and that with an expression of consummate confusion. Vriska watches, snickering into her hand.

VRISKA: Wow, you sure are dumb. Can you even read?

ARADIA: I’m not the one who throws books!

VRISKA: Yeah, you’re the one who throws dates!

ARADIA: Ugh!

Aradia drops one book on top of the other and knee-shuffles across the featureless room to Vriska. She raises a hand to her, but Vriska grabs her wrists and holds them apart, laughing.

VRISKA: Wow, you can’t even slap me properly. You can’t do anything right! You are a really rubbish kismesis.

Vriska gives Aradia a kiss. Aradia bites her on the mouth, and she leans back with a shriek.

VRISKA: Oh my god, I hate you!

ARADIA: I know.

VRISKA: Shut up!

ARADIA: You are easily the most obnoxious woman I’ve ever had the displeasure to know!

VRISKA: I know.

ARADIA: Shut up.

VRISKA: Are we going to keep reading that dumb book, or are we just going to sit here so I can tell you how stupid you are?

ARADIA: If you would let go of me, I could get the books and we could continue.

VRISKA: I threw that crap for a reason! Looking at your ugly face is much better than having to stink up my brain with all those dumb words.

ARADIA: So you’re just going to hold my wrists for the rest of time.

VRISKA: Sure, why not.

Aradia gives Vriska a kiss. Vriska bites her on the mouth, but this does not deter her, and for an indeterminate amount of time they trade kisses and bites until Aradia is sitting in Vriska’s lap.

ARADIA: I hate you.

VRISKA: I know. Hey, how about we forget about reading and go back to my hive?

ARADIA: Why bother?

VRISKA: What if somebody shows up?

ARADIA: You’re right. Shall we go?

VRISKA: Yeah, let’s go.

They do not move.

PROMPT: TEAM ROSE<3ROXY

[plaidmage]

Cyberpunk/children's book, PM<3WQ.

FILL: TEAM EQUIUS<3TAVROS

[cygna_hime]

Once upon a time in a tiny white room there lived a tiny white girl. Her hair was white, and her teeth were white, and her body was white where the white plates were fitted on to cover the wires. Her skin where it was skin was almost white, but her eyes were black.

The girl did not know this, for she could not see her eyes. There were no mirrors in the white room.

The girl's name was PM, which was her model, and 1025, which was her unit number. Of course, this wasn't the name her mother had given her, for though in those days mothers sometimes gave their daughters silly names, 1025 was much too high a number to have been an organic unit number. The girl didn't remember her mother, or the name her mother had given her. Sometimes this made her sad, but her job made her happy.

PM1025 had a very important job. This was explained to her by the serious people in white clothes who came into the white room and took care of her, which they called maintenance. It was her job to send all the letters that people mailed to each other on the computers and make sure they arrived safely. This was a very important job, and because she was partly a computer too, she and the other PMs could do it.

It was lonely sometimes, in the tiny white room, but the letters were always there. They brushed past her all the time and sang little songs to cheer her up. No one else could see them, because they were in her head.

When the tiny girl got older, the tiny room seemed even tinier and even lonelier than before. The serious people didn't come as often as they used to, and the girl who was no longer tiny started to feel little pains under her white metal plates.

One day, when she was listening to the letters to distract her from the tickling feeling of something not connected up right, the girl thought: Everyone else sends letters when they want to talk to someone. I will send a letter too.

She picked a name out of all the names she knew because the letters sent by that name sang especially brightly, and she sent that name a letter. It was a very simple letter. It said: Hello. I don't know who you are. Will you talk to me?

Nothing came back at first. The girl tried not to be sad.

The next day, when she was still trying not to be sad, there was a song in her head just for her. It was a letter!

Hello, it said. I would be glad to talk to you. I am Wendy. Who are you?

The girl was so happy to have a letter of her own to answer that she wiggled a few wires loose by accident. I'm PM1025, she said. You write the nicest-sounding letters. That's why I wanted to write you one too.

PM1025 and Wendy wrote and wrote. The girl told her new friend everything about the white room, which wasn't much. Wendy told her about everything else, which was.

I wish I could see everything with you, the girl said one day.

Wendy wrote back very quickly. Why can't you? I would like that too, very much.

Because I have a very important job to do, said the girl. Wendy understood. She understood all about having important jobs. She didn't like to talk about it much, but the girl knew that she had a very important job of her own.

One day, the serious people in white clothes came in large numbers to the tiny white room. They poked and prodded at the girl, and they talked to each other over her head. They thought she couldn't hear, but she could, and she heard words that scared her, words like "obsolete" and "decommissioned".

As soon as they were gone she sent a letter to Wendy. It wasn't a very good one, because she couldn't think clearly with her head full of tears, but it was long, all about what the serious people had said and how the girl was frightened of not having a job or anything else to do anymore.

Wendy sent back a much shorter letter. Hang in there. I will come.

The girl waited. The tiny room felt too tiny, so she shut her eyes and listened to the letters instead. They made little songs, just like always, as she sent them along to the people they were meant for.

A little while later, there were sounds outside that the girl had never heard before. They frightened her, and she tried to be very quiet so no one would hear.

The door of the tiny white room opened. The woman who opened it was in white clothes like the serious people, but she was nothing like them. She was tall and elegant, and her right hand was all gold from the very fingertips to where her arm vanished into her white sleeve.

The girl wasn't frightened anymore. She knew this person. There was a song in her head like the times when she got a letter just for her.

"Hello, Wendy," she said, smiling.

The elegant woman smiled too. "Hello." She started to unhook the girl from the wires that kept her in the tiny white room. She knew all the right places where the girl stopped being girl and started being things. "Are you ready to go?"

"Where will we go?" asked the girl.

"Everywhere," she said.

And they did.

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI (warning for child abuse/pedophilia ahead)

[heybuddyboy]

Rose<3Doc Scratch<3Handmaid, heartwarming children's story + epistolary fiction

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[heybuddyboy]

Doze<>Clubs Deuce, spy fiction + slapstick comedy

PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[heybuddyboy]

Nepeta c3< Equius/Aradia, americana + tragicomedy

Re: PROMPT: TEAM SOLLUX<3TEREZI

[wallwalker]

Yes. Yes yes yes. Writing this as soon as I can get my thoughts together on this. :D