hs_olympics | 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
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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.

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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.

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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

They think all of the radiation from the nuclear explosions has mostly subsided -- "Besides, Jade is some sort of radiation-eating dog, right?" John reminds them, even though it's not technically true -- so of course the thing to do as some of the few survivors of the apocalypse is to hijack a car and drive from upstate New York to Seattle.

Dave's seen it done on COPS, and Jade is pretty handy with a wrench, so it's not hard for them to kick the car into action and off they go, heading as due West as they think they can get. Dave's driving - mostly because he's seen Bro do it occasionally, and no one trusts Rose to not pull off to the side of the road and examine the charred remains of some unfortunate sole - Jade in the passenger seat, John and Rose in the back.

"Do you think anyone else survived?" Jade looks out the window at the wreckage as they pass through some city in Pennsylvania, crumpled remains of bodies and burnt out buildings passing them by at sixty miles per hour. Dave drives like he's being chased by the cops, but so far the only authority figure they've seen is an abandoned EMS, blood splattered all over the windshield and front of the vehicle.
"Not all of us can be gods, Jade," Rose's voice is soft. "I doubt that there's much left for us anywhere on this planet."

Dave kicks the podunk car into driving a little faster, all three of them steadfastly attempting to ignore the sniffles and tears that come from the passenger seat.

At the Ohio border they decide to start playing a game: every time they pass an abandoned, SUV, they kiss. Every town, they stop. And after finding more gas and some food that looks edible (pretty swag that the time god can make a tomato go back in time until its deradiated, huh?), they all try to cheer each other up by taking turns at playing games. On Dave's turns, it's all spin the bottle, empty coke cans spinning on deserted sidewalks and John murmuring appreciatively when Rose and Jade "use their tongues, dude, just like liv tyler in that movie!" For John, it's about the movies -- and surprisingly, a lot of towns had movie theaters that survived. So they watch whatever's available, in the vaults or on the reels, throwing stale popcorn at the screen during the bad parts and laughing at the sappy ones. Jade prefers the parks, running to the swings and demanding to be pushed, to slide, to run on spinning wheels and climb monkey bars. Sometimes, she even finds old amusement parks for them, getting the engines on the machines to work with some old-fashioned elbow grease, and watching as Dave screams like a little girl at the drops. But for Rose, it's about stories -- the stories she tells, of course, but the ones the others can tell too. Stories of SBURB, stories of their childhoods, things they had never thought to tell one another before. Rose explained that she held elegant tea parties with her horrorterror princesses; Dave admitted that kids made fun of him for his eyes; John, shifty eyed, explained that he had once pretended to be a detective; Jade confessed that sometimes it was so lonely on her island that she would hide in the jungle for days, until Bec zapped her home.

When they weren't driving, they raided houses -- going into the personal lives of deceased others was fascinating, in a way. Some houses were perfectly preserved, mysteriously unhurt by the fire and debris, from the green flames and radiation. Others weren't so lucky. They'd find the largest bed they could and all curl up in it, pulling the covers to their chins and moving together. Jade snored -- Perhaps when I become a doctor, I'll see to fixing a cure for you, Rose tells her every morning -- but none of them seemed to mind, because it was always back into the car, back on the road.

They make it to Seattle in two weeks, but they aren't happy there. They find a note from Dad -- SON, IF YOU ARE READING THIS, THEN I HAVE GONE WITH A VERY CLASS LADY AND HER ASSOCIATES TO A BUNKER IN PERU -- and decide that they don't want to stay in a city with no people.

"Well, if we're driving again, I want a fucking tank," Dave points over his shoulder at the neighbors' SUV, unused since the disaster but in relatively good condition. They all agree enthusiastically -- Jade yells "Hooray!" and runs for the backseat, John barreling in after her. Rose walks slightly more dignified, sitting down on the leather front seat with only the barest rustle of fabric. Dave takes his sweet time getting to the driver's seat, fiddling with the mirrors and controls, until the twins in the back tell him to hurry up.

"You know," Rose mentions, looking at everyone. "Before we go, how about a kiss for good luck? After all, we don't know what crossing the border will be like. It might be months until we get to Peru."

The car erupts with cheers as every single member kisses the other, the engine sputters to life, and the kids barrel out of the neighborhood, every single one of them wondering how long it would be until they could get "good Mexican food."

aah this is so lovely!! thank you :)

no problem! I'm glad you enjoyed it :)

Oh gosh this so good <3

thank you!

Oh wow, this is fantastic.

thanks!

This is gorgeous.

This is great.

This is fantastic! The atmosphere and dialogue are spot on, and it was heartbreaking and heartwarming in just all the right ways and I love this to pieces forever.

ahhh so many nice words, thank you!

BONUS ROUND 1

Bonus Round 1

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