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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.
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If your team name is not in this format and in the title we cannot guarantee that it will be counted.
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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.
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PROMPT: TEAM ARADIA<3EQUIUS
Road trip and heist.
FILL: TEAM SLICK<3<SNOWMAN
Okay, this came out really pretty stupid. I had an idea, but it was getting too long, so there's not much road trip and even less heist... bluh.
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Aradia checked the map, then peered around the seat in front of her at the road ahead. “Okay. We’ll be coming up on a series of intersections in a minute. Turn left at the first stoplight.”
Vriska, sitting behind the wheel, made a noncommittal noise that could have meant just about anything.
All Terezi could do was sigh and hope that Vriska wouldn’t do anything intentionally antagonistic this time.
It was, as she well knew, a vain hope.
As they approached the intersection, Aradia leaned forward and said, “Yes. This right here. Turn left. Left. Do you have that, Vriska? Turn left - “
Vriska ignored her completely. With a grin exposing all of her very sharp, very bright teeth, she floored the rental car. It shot forward, cut off a green pickup truck, barrelled straight through a red light, and kept going.
”Vriska!” Aradia shouted, at the same time as Terezi growled, ”Vriska - “
“What?” Vriska asked with mock innocence. “I’m just taking a shortcut! I know where we’re going, and it’s this way anyway. Who wants to muck around zigzagging through all these little streets?”
“You do, apparently,” snarled Aradia. “This area is an absolute mess of dead ends and one-way streets. It’s going to take me ages to get us going back in the right direction, thanks to you!”
“Heeeeeeeey,” Vriska said, drawing the word out in her grating, singsong way, “think of it as an adventure, Megido. I thought you liked those. I’m doing this for you!” She turned around and flashed Aradia her trademark Serket smile, specifically designed to be as smug and annoying as possible.
Aradia was just about to snap back a retort when Terezi decided she’d had enough, and reached over and turned on the radio. She spun the volume up until it drowned out Vriska and Aradia’s voices. They couldn’t argue over a screaming guitar that literally shook the entire car.
Terezi settled back into her seat. This was going to be one long road trip.
***
It had seemed like a good idea when it was first proposed. Aradia and Vriska had been increasingly at each others’ throats lately, with what had originally been petty differences escalating to the point where Terezi had to end nearly every FLARP session early to prevent one of them from getting maimed. Last game, she’d had to physically pull them apart, and she didn’t even manage that before Vriska had gotten a black eye and Aradia had long bloody red gashes gouged into her arm. Terezi had cancelled all FLARP sessions indefinitely and tried to mediate every interaction of theirs since then. Their fights had simmered down to sidelong insults and dirty looks - an improvement, but unlikely to last.
The World Jewelry Convention could not have come at a better time.
The very idea, of course, was illegal. It was so flagrantly illegal that Terezi was surprised that even Vriska had suggested it. But it took immediate hold. Vriska was excited for a large-scale heist. Aradia was excited for a great and daring adventure. It was the first time they had agreed so enthusiastically about anything in months.
“Besides,” Aradia said, when Terezi rejected the idea, “you know what’s going up for auction there? The Irons of Coronado! A golden icon in the shape of the Sufferer’s symbol, studded with rubies and emeralds! It’s of great historical significance, but it was stolen from a temple sweeps ago! It shouldn’t be in some private collector’s hive; it belongs in a museum! If that’s not justice, then what is?”
”Uuuuuuuugh, Megidork,” Vriska cut in, before Terezi had a chance to respond. “Can you get any lamer? It’s almost as if you - “
Terezi surreptitiously kicked her in the shin, then agreed that, together, they could pull off the greatest heist ever.
***
Terezi became significantly less enthusiastic about the idea when she learned that the convention was more than a thousand miles away. The fact that was far away wasn’t much of a problem. The prospect of getting both Aradia and Vriska there, without any serious injuries, rather was.
They’d unanimously decided that flying wouldn’t work. Even with Vriska’s mind-control powers, sneaking stolen jewels and priceless historical artifacts onto a plane would be next to impossible, if not just impossible. Train was suggested, then discarded. After stealing the jewels, it was likely that the three of them would need to make a very speedy getaway, and the fact that trains left from fixed stops on strict schedules worked against them here.
That left a road trip.
All of them agreed on it, but Terezi had serious concerns about what being cooped up in a car together for several days would do to Aradia and Vriska’s minds. Still, a car had one major advantage that planes and trains didn’t.
If Aradia and vriska’s constant fighting became too irritating, she could always pull over and make them walk for a little while.
***
The problems, naturally, began even before they’d left.
Terezi walked out of the store with the last things they’d need for the trip to find Vriska in the driver’s seat, Aradia glaring at her, and the scent of anger everywhere.
Terezi sighed in annoyance. “What is it now?”
Aradia jerked her head towards the car. “Serket here seems to think she has the God-given right to drive, and no one has any claim otherwise.”
Oh, Jegus, Terezi thought. Here we go...
For her part, Vriska sat behind the wheel, arms folded, making it clear that she had no intention of moving anywhere. “And you call me petty, Megido. Really.”
“Petty? You don’t even have your driver’s license!”
Vriska bristled. “Yes, I do!”
“Mind-controlling your instructor into passing you doesn’t count!”
“Come on, Megido, stop being such a whiny tightass.”
“Rather that than a sociopathic borderline-lunatic! At least I can promise that I won’t get us all killed in an impromptu drag race!”
Terezi just rubbed her face in her palms in frustration. “If you two don’t shut up and work something out, I’m driving. So unless you want the blind girl at the wheel, figure something out without killing each other!”
Eventually they did manage to reach a compromise. Vriska would drive there while Aradia navigated; Aradia would drive getaway. Terezi also insisted on always riding shotgun, just to make extra sure that conflicts were kept to a minimum.
She’d had to whack them both over the head a few times with her cane, but eventually they did manage to settle into a grudging cooperation. The trip was on.
As they left, Vriska humming an annoying song and Aradia pointedly ignoring her, Terezi began to think that this didn’t have to be an unmitigated disaster, after all. Road trips took tolerance; heists took teamwork. It could happen.
Maybe.
Re: FILL: TEAM SLICK<3<SNOWMAN
You've got that "I've been stuck in a car with these people too damn long" feeling that comes at some point in every road trip down. Terezi's gonna 8reak some h34ds before the trip is over if they don't time their breaks well. *g*
Poor Aradia. Anything they manage to liberate is gonna end up in Vriska's treasure horde before it reaches a museum, that's another sure thing.