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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!

PROMPT: TEAM ECTOBIOLOGY

[personal profile] indolent 2012-06-10 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Eridan<3<Feferi, curtainfic + cosmic horror
mr2bonclay: (Roxy with Dirk)

Re: PROMPT: TEAM ECTOBIOLOGY

[personal profile] mr2bonclay 2012-06-10 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
oh man if i understood those genres more id so draw something u.u
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wallwalker: Venetian mask, dark purple with gold gilding. (Default)

Re: FILL: TEAM ERIDAN<>ROSE

[personal profile] wallwalker 2012-06-11 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Something awesome, obviously! XD
chronologicalimplosion: Dave<3Jade (Default)

FILL: TEAM Roxy<3Dirk

[personal profile] chronologicalimplosion 2012-06-15 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
I... I also wrote a fic for this, and I just... it... I... yeah. I'm sorry. I really am. I don't... I just don't even know.

Warning: Thar be crack.
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While one can debate the existence of gods, upper or lower-case, all they want, there are certainly creatures in planes of existence that sometimes cross ours which are far more powreful - and strange - than we can imagine. Creatures whose grand battles occasionally change our reality and all it ever was, with little more thought from said creatures themselves than our boots give to the traces of mold clinging to their laces. It is not that we are petty to them, merely completely irrelevant.

Regardless of all this, they occasionally have some very... human problems.

"What the fuck, Fef? You really want to drape that trashy nebula through our bedroom? We could go much classier than that without having to invent new geometries to do it! Like the Horus system. We could even spring a bit and use the entire Cigar Galaxy. Wouldn't that be something?"

"Eridan, none of those match the color scheme at all! I swear, you are the most tacky abomination I have ever met. Besides, there are some really adorably quaint populations in a rather nice alignment with the Eagle Nebula, and I'd love to have them to peek in on now and again."

"They're all just filthy cretins! All live on land breathing disgusting blends of gasses and everything. I mean oxygen, really? It's plant vomit!"

"Are you even listening to what you're saying or do you just like the tuna your own voice that much?"

"Oh, for the sake of all that's Lovecraftian, we aren't going to start the fish pun thing, are we?"

"Oh, I don't tank I ever stopped."

Somewhere, a cluster of planets exploded and a sun went supernova. Not all at once, mind, because time is another thing that isn't quite so simple when you're an elderich abomination from another dimension slash plane of existence. In fact, to anyone who didn't know better, they would appear to have been behaving that way naturally. Our perception of cosmic events clings rather persistently to the laws of physics.

"Eridan! Watch your temper! If you can't bewave yourself, I swear I will saunter on over to my matesprit and move in with him instead. I don't know why I agreed to this in the first place."

"Something about keeping me from killing star systems and otherwise generally ruining my fun. Generally being an annoying pain, I th-"

"Well I am not your moray-eel and I don't want to be! I hate this and I hate you!"

And that was when the fighting began proper and things started to go south for our universe and universes in general. The beginnings of a livable space that had been coiling together around them were torn apart, stars scattered too far from planets they needed to be close to and order being generally disregarded. They messily conjoined, tentacles made of thought and fear and horror intertwining and attempting to rip each other apart. The parts used for sensory input twisted into shapes of disgust and anger and hate. There was a good deal of grunting and yelling and moaning and, many degrees of reality away, a sensor somewhere was picking it up as an unexplained spike in background radiation.

There are, in fact, several universes built with the pillar of their hate as something of a foundation, and you'd best be glad that ours isn't, because we get off much easier than they do, based in something so vitrolic.