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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!
PROMPT: TEAM DAD♥ROXY
romantic comedy + ghost story
FILL: TEAM DIRK<3JAKE<3JANE<3ROXY
"You've been spending too much time with John," Rose said. "It's just the movers unpacking stuff. Nothing supernatural."
"If you say so," Jade said. She wasn't convinced.
That night Jade woke up to find a pale figure sitting on the end of their bed.
"What kind of lame ass ghost wears sunglasses?" she asked it.
"Whoa, way harsh," the ghost said. "These things are the height of fashion. All the other spooks can't handle me."
"What, did you die in the 80s or something? Is that your deal? Rose wake up, come see our loser ghost."
Rose rubbed the sleep from her eyes as the ghost flipped Jade off and floated through a wall.
"Okay, we can call John in the morning," Rose said.
John showed up with a bag full of electronic doohickeys (Jade assured Rose that was the scientific term for them) in order to capture the evidence of this haunting of theirs.
"There's two kinds of hauntings, residual and intelligent," John explained.
"This one was wearing a Members Only jacket," Rose said. "It can't be intelligent."
"Says the little gothic princess," the ghost remarked, floating out from the kitchen. "Black lipstick is not your color."
John snapped several excited pictures before he realized the ghost wasn't running. He lowered the camera, clearly unsure what to do.
"This is my house too," the ghost explained. "Actually, I was here first so it's more my house than yours."
"That's not how it works," Rose said. "We are the new owners of it, you are simply a spirited squatter."
"Whatever," the ghost said. It stared at the coffee table.
"Was something suppose to happen there?" Jade asked.
"Shut up, I'm not a poltergeist."
"Well obviously," John said. "Poltergeists aren't even real ghosts, they're the manifestations of the spiritual and emotional energy of living people, usually teenage girls-"
"That's not how it works in Harry Potter," Jade said.
"I've told you a million times, Harry Potter is wrong about ghosts," John said. "So wrong."
"Who is calling who a loser here?" the ghost asked.
"Well if you're going to be staying you should at least give us your name!" Jade said.
"Why, going to use it to trap me in some sort of spooky ghost trap thing?"
"Does that actually work?" Jade asked.
"No." The ghost hovered for a moment, thinking. "It's Dave."
"Nice to meet you, Dave," Jade said, holding out her hand. Dave's own passed right through her wrist. John snapped another picture.
"This is awesome," John said.
"Your enthusiasm is cute," Rose said. "But you're not the one that has to live with him."
"Aren't you a bundle of sunshine," Dave said.
"We're going to have to set some ground rules if you're going to be our roommate," Rose said.
"Unfair, I want a ghost roommate," John grumbled.
"You couldn't afford the rent," Rose said.
"Fine, we will make up rules and a chore calendar and then we'll all eat tv dinners and laugh about it," Dave said. "Sound super fucking fun."
"How did you die?" Jade asked.
"Whoa there, you don't ask that sort of thing to a lady on the first date," Dave said. "Uncool."
"Were you murdered?" John asked. "You're sort of annoying, I could see someone murdering you."
"I swear, I will develop telekinetic powers and flip this table right at you," Dave said.
"Cool," John said. He snapped another picture.
It took a few weeks for them to ease into a routine. John was over constantly interrogating Dave about all the different aspects of being a ghost. Dave turned out to be much less knowledgeable about the subject than one might expect.
"Ectoplasm? How the fuck should I know, I just woke up like this one day," Dave said.
"So there's not like, a briefing after you die? No mentoring program?" John asked.
"John, we're trying to sleep, it's two in the morning," Rose said. "Take your ghost for a walk if you must keep chattering."
"You know he can't leave the house," John said.
"I've actually never tried it," Dave said. When they looked at him he shrugged. "Never saw a reason to."
"Okay, you're coming with me for a ghost walk immediately," John said.
"Let me remind you that it is still 2am," Rose said. "You can walk your pet ghost in the morning."
"Dude, not a dog here," Dave said.
John was ushered out the door by Rose and Dave spent the rest of the night sulking in the bathroom, moaning pathetically about how no one appreciated all he did for them whenever Jade got up to get a glass of water. John returned as soon as the sun rose, banging on the doorbell.
"Did you even sleep?" Rose asked him blearily.
"Nope!" he said. "Come on Dave, let's go."
"Hey I want to come too!" Jade said, bouncing brightly into the room. Rose glared at them all.
"I'm going back to bed," she said.
"She hates mornings," Jade stage whispered to the boys.
It turned out Dave was very capable of leaving the house. In the sunlight he turned even more transparent, becoming just a shimmering outline that made everyone they passed do a double take.
"We're freaking out the squares," Dave said.
"This is so cool!" John said. "Man we can have so much fun. You probably haven't seen a movie in ages."
"Mr. Egbert," Dave gasped. "I'll have you know that a lady of my standards does not go with a man to the movies unless she is bought dinner first."
"Can you even eat?" Jade asked.
"Well, no," Dave said. "It's the principle of the thing."
John managed to coerce Dave into coming to see the latest Nic Cage action flick with him that evening. He walked Dave back up to the house from his car and they stood beneath the porch light together.
"Ladies don't kiss on the first date," Dave said.
"Dude, stop being lame," John said, leaning up and smacking his lips against Dave's outline. He mostly caught air but he almost thought he felt a little tingle of ectoplasmic electricity.
"Whooo!" Jade called from the window. "Go John!"
John returned her thumbs up as Dave drifted through the door.
"When are you moving in anyway?" Jade asked.
"As soon as you talk Rose into it," John said.
"I'll work on it," Jade said.
Rose was mad to lose her home office but she came to enjoy having John there and even deigned to kiss him under the mistletoe come holidays. Jade snapped a picture with Dave putting rabbit ears on them in the background.
"Best house ever," she said.
Re: FILL: TEAM DIRK<3JAKE<3JANE<3ROXY
FILL: TEAM JOHN<3ROSE
There's a night that John and Dave are engrossed in some new video game, laughing and shouting obscenities at each other, when Rose heads off to bed; soon Jade joins her in Rose's room, falling asleep cuddled up next to her before the hall lights go off.
They're woken up by a crash somewhere above them, like something heavy dropped onto the floor. Rose opens her eyes and whispers to Jade, "Did you hear that?"
There's another loud noise before Jade wakes up, untangling herself from Rose and looking at the ceiling. "Is it coming from the attic?"
For a minute it's quiet. Then the floor above them creaks slowly, to the pace of careful footsteps, and the hair on Jade's arm rises.
"What... is that?" Jade asks.
Rose hesitates. "...It's probably just an animal that got in somehow." But she looks doubtful as pulls Jade back down to the bed, and Jade is awake for quite a while thinking about how large an animal would have to be to put that much pressure on the floorboards.
She's almost forgotten the incident when, a few nights later, she sits up in her own bed at a steady thumping sound coming from somewhere else in the house.
"Dave, what's that noise?" she asks.
Next to her, Dave groans and shuts his eyes tighter. "I don't know."
The thumping stops, but before a minute passes something metallic is rattling above them.
"Are those... chains?" Jade whispers. "Why would there be chains here?"
"It's probably just John and Rose watching some dumb horror movie," Dave mutters. "Go back to sleep."
Jade says quietly, "I'm pretty sure John and Rose already went to bed..." but Dave doesn't respond. A few minutes later the noises stop and Jade lies back down.
When she brings it up the next morning, John and Rose look at each other and say they were asleep by then. But they both confess to have heard some strange things over the past few weeks, and John reports that more than once his glasses have disappeared from his nightstand while he slept. Even Dave, snorting at all mentions of "friendly poltergeists" John puts forward, can't deny that sometimes the wires of his music system are disconnected or switched around when he enters their downstairs studio, and the pieces Jade uses to build her gadgets tend to disappear from her basement workshop and show up in odd places around the house over the next few days.
But for all that Dave cries bullshit, John is absolutely convinced that the house is haunted. He stays awake late one night in Jade's room, refusing to sleep until he sees a ghost; she falls asleep next to him, and the next thing she knows he's shaking her awake and whispering something about voices.
John is still wearing his glasses as if he hasn't laid down at all and, sure enough, there's some sort of low, indiscernable murmuring coming from somewhere nearby. He looks fascinated, and Jade can't help but share his enthusiasm. If John is right and these are actual ghosts it could be a remarkable scientific discovery!
The noise stops and then another, slightly different "voice" sounds for a few seconds. John and Jade don't speak until it stops for good a few minutes later.
"Do you think it was actually ghosts?" Jade asks.
John grins, excited. "I'm sure of it," he says, and the next morning finally convinces everyone to accompany him on a ghost hunt to the attic.
By the time the sun sets Dave still thinks the idea is stupid, and he rolls his eyes at John in his Ghostbusters outfit talking animatedly to Jade about whether the ghosts will talk to them.
John leads the way to the attic with a flashlight in hand. The old floorboards creak, the air smells musty, and Jade nearly sneezes from the dust they stir up.
Once everyone is up the ladder-like stairs, they stop and John shines the light around the room slowly. "Hello?" he calls, but nothing answers. They're surrounded by old wooden chests and cardboard boxes with holes in them, and an old window near the rafters is so dirty Jade can't even see out of it.
"Maybe they're scared of us?" Jade asks.
"Maybe they think this is dumb," Dave says, and they can practically hear him rolling his eyes.
John turns around to face the others. "Well then you'd have something in common! You try talking to them, maybe they only talk to coolkids."
Dave just stares at him, but no one speaks, and eventually he sighs. "All right, 'ghosts,' I'm granting you an exclusive one-on-one interview with the Big Man himself. Here I am, taking time out of my outrageously busy schedule to come see you, so if you got something to say you better speak now or forever rest in peace."
Practically the moment he's done speaking, John's flashlight flickers and goes out, and a high-pitched creaking noise sounds from somewhere close to them. Despite her earlier assurance that tonight would be an exciting scientific venture and nothing to be afraid of, Jade reaches out for Dave's arm, which is a little too tense to be chill.
"Wait, hold on, I think I've got it," John says, fumbling with the flashlight, and Jade shuts her eyes in the ensuing light.
When she opens them, her brain takes a moment to recognize that, yes, that is a human-sized, pale white shape in front of her, and yes it is moving, and at once Dave and Jade jump backwards, clinging to each other and screaming.
But the shape doesn't move any further, just ripples slightly, and that laughing isn't spooky or eerie at all -- it's John and Rose, who, Jade can barely see by the quivering glow of the flashlight, are nearly doubled over in laughter.
John leans back against the wall and slides to the floor. "Oh my god Dave, you scream like a girl."
"You know what, fuck you. Fuck you both."
As Jade looks around now, she begins to see the signs -- the pulley system rigged up in the rafters that holds the fake ghost; the dust disrupted in places, clear indications that someone has been up here recently; a flashlight stowed away behind an old trunk.
Rose composes herself just enough to say, "The spirits of the house are angry with you for keeping them awake until three in the morning with your sick beats. They thought you should know."
"You know what I think you should know?" Dave says, then flips her off and leaves.
He admits to Jade later that night it actually was a pretty good prank, even if John and Rose are jackasses for pulling it and he's not going to spend the night with either of them for the next two weeks as "punishment."
Jade just snuggles closer to him. It may not be haunted, but at least life in this house will never be boring.