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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
  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.

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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FILL: TEAM DAVE<3KANAYA<3ROSE

[personal profile] tobias_fiori 2012-06-13 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Being a monster hunter isn't as glamorous as it sounds. Sure, it means a chance to tussle with creepy critters of the night, but it also entails running from the cops when you end up lighting an old house on fire by accident. Turns out that "we were cleansing it of dark forces" does not excuse you from charges of arsony. Bummer.

It's not like they ever even find something spooky to smack around half the time. The last few months especially have been more of an extended road trip than anything else, and Rose is starting to get tired of eating trail mix for every meal. Dave tells her to go try out that crossbow on a rabbit or some shit so that they can get some real meat that isn't Slim Jims, and Rose slaps him upside the head with one her trashy truck stop novels and tells him to find a place to eat.

He pulls over at a small diner a few more miles up the road, some dinky little Ma-and-Pa shtick that's supposed to feel just like home. Considering their childhood consisted of occult combat training since elementary school, they could beg to differ, but food is food. They sit at the end of the counter and share a menu since the place looks pretty busy and the waiter keeps addressing them like they're a couple when he comes to take their order. It's a common misconception and Dave has stopped trying to pull the "shes my sister" card because Rose usually just ends up saying "That didn't stop you last night," and he really doesn't want to get side-eyed at a family diner.

When Rose is halfway through her sandwich and Dave is done with his and picking fries off her plate, they overhear some gossip at the next table over. They share a look with each other and straighten up a bit on their stools, paying close attention. Apparently, someone has been trashing this diner every other night and stealing all the raw cuts of meat. It sounds suspicious enough to warrant staying over night to check it out, so they camp out in their car in the parking lot until it's dark. Once the last of the patrons have left the diner and the owners have locked up they move in.

Dave shits around with some novelty lockpicking set he picked up last week and when he somehow manages to get one of the picks lodged into the keyhole, Rose tries the old tried-and-true credit cark trick. Thankfully, the door is old enough that it actually works.

"shit i thought that was only in the movies" Rose rolls her eyes and waits for him to pack up the rest of his kit before they enter together, crossbows poised for action. Dave mumbles that they must look pretty badass right now and Rose is inclined to agree but now is not the time. The old freezer in the back is standing ajar and in the dim fluorescent lighting there seems to be something hunched inside it. Rose signals for Dave to watch her back and crouches down to creep closer, peeking over the counter to get a better look. Whatever it is seems to be feeding. There's blood pooling on the floor around its pale feet.

She ducks down again and mouths to her partner, 'Get me some salt.'

"get some what" he whispers, a little too loudly, and she shushes him.

"Salt," she hisses. He looks around the diner then grabs a shaker off the table and tosses it over. It hits the floor with a crack about a foot away from her and she fixes him with the most unimpressed look she can manage. He only shrugs. That little shit. At least it didn't break open. She crawls over to grab it and unscrews the lid, carefully pouring out the salt to make a circle around herself. Dave joins her with a gesture and once they are both enclosed in the safety circle she stands up to take aim.

The freezer is empty.

"what the fuck" Dave says somewhere over her shoulder, and someone else a little further back says, "This Is Sugar."

They freeze. Dave makes a sound a little like a squeak and Rose turns her head slowly to see who is behind them. The monster is knelt down at the edge of their broken circle with her finger in her blood-smeared mouth.

"Sugar..." Somehow, between the shock and terror, Rose manages to feel a flicker of anger. She rounds on her brother. "Sugar? You gave me fucking sugar, Dave? What in the nine rings of hell is that going to do, satiate Satan's sweet tooth?"

"hey dont act like you never fuck up you gave me salt instead of sugar that one time we stopped at dennys"

"These are TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THINGS."

"Uh, Pardon Me-"

"my coffee tasted awful"

"We are going to DIE, Dave, and I can't say that I'm surprised it's due to your unfailing incompetence at, oh, pretty much everything!"

"I Am Not Going To Kill You, Actually-"

"oh so this is the thanks i get for saving your ass from that werewolf last month"

"That wasn't even a werewolf! It was a missing dog that we didn't even get to collect the reward for because someone happened to skewer it with a silver katana!"

"it was a pretty big dog..."

"Am I Interrupting Something?"

"How about you own up to your own mistakes for once in your life, huh?" She jams her finger into his chest and he slaps her hand away.

"pop off rose before i own up to your face"

"That doesn't even make any sense!"

"your face doesnt make sense"

"I Think I Am Going To Leave Now. If You Will Excuse Me." The vampire stands up to her full (and rather impressive) height and carefully steps around them as they roll past her on the floor, hissing and spitting at each other like a pair of frazzled cats. Humans are erratic, strange creatures that she would rather not get involved with. Especially not right after dinner.

They don't even notice she's left until they are both left nursing their wounds after Rose knocked her head against a table leg and accidentally kicked Dave in the crotch as a reflex. They both agreed that it was a literal low blow and ceased fire temporarily.

"we lost the fucking monster great way to waste a night" Dave grumbles, delicately pressing a pack of frozen peas to his lap.

"You should feel lucky we're even still alive," Rose replies sharply, picking bits of sugar and dirt out of her hair.

"christ are we really going to go at this again what do you want me to do say im sorry im a fucking-" She leans over the table and pulls him forward by the front of his shirt, cutting him off with a rough kiss before letting him fall back into his seat.

"Shut up, Dave. I want you to shut up. It's been a long night." Dave touches his mouth in disbelief, then lets his forehead rest on the table with a sigh. It's a little fucked up, but he guesses it doesn't really matter. People already think they're a couple.
Edited 2012-06-13 22:04 (UTC)
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Re: FILL: TEAM DAVE<3KANAYA<3ROSE

[personal profile] rex 2012-06-14 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
Dave has stopped trying to pull the "shes my sister" card because Rose usually just ends up saying "That didn't stop you last night," and he really doesn't want to get side-eyed at a family diner.

The noises I made, I swear. I love everything about this, but particularly poor Kanaya.