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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<3Karkat

[personal profile] lacertae_dreamscape 2012-06-17 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
The phone was ringing.

Dave Strider, age thirty-one, successful movie director, mostly famous for his comic series SBaHJ, of which he had directed over three movies and an equally well-received TV-series, turned the music down and looked over his shoulder, waiting for his little bro to answer.

The phone continued ringing, but now that he had lowered the volume of his DJ set, Dave could hear the familiar sound of water running, and cursed slightly.

He had been working on a jig for a while, and he was sure that Dirk had taken a shower already right after lunch. He couldn’t seriously be getting his ablution time on so soon already.

Checking his watch, Dave cursed when he realised that it was already half past six. He’d have to wrap his work up and drag the kid out to eat.

The phone was still ringing, so with a defeated, disgruntled sigh, Dave stomped over and picked it up, checking the caller.

His hand froze halfway to his ear when he caught Rose’s number flashing on the small display.

He wanted to put the receiver down, but he had already answered. Better see what she wanted.

“Sup?”

“Dave,” Rose’s voice was as pleasant and as calm as usual, but Dave had grown apt at sniffing out when something was bubbling under the surface, and seriously, this felt like imminent disaster.

Instincs honed by an entire life spent as a Strider, Dave knew he was threading on thin ice.

“Yes that’s me Rosie,” he replied, trying to keep his tone even and not panic.

He had done nothing to upset her. Nothing at all. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this call, so early after our last conversation?”

There was a small tinge of amusement in Rose’s voice when she answered, but the feeling of impending doom still lingered on his head. “Yes, I do remember. It was such a pleasure to be able to uncover some of those deep, rooted problems you were hiding away, tucked within the confines of your mind… pleasant indeed”.

Dave refused to give in to the urge to cringe. Even if there was no one to see him doing it, he still didn’t want to break his cool façade.

Even if Psychologist Rose was worth a cringe.

“Well, Dave, do you perhaps know what your little bro has been doing for the last few hours?”

Dave licked his dry lips and swallowed. “Actually, aside for wasting all my hot water with his overly long showers, I have no idea”.

“So you do not know that he was half responsible for my daughter breaking out of the rehab clinic I had sent her to merely an hour and a half ago,” Rose continued, tone still nice and even.

Despite the fear that she would turn grimdark on him, Dave couldn’t restrain a laugh.

“So the lil dipship gave up and helped her out, huh. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist”.

“Indeed, I was afraid that would be the case,” Rose sighed.

“You ain’t going to bitch at her when she comes home, are you,” Dave inquired, more like a confirmation than an actual question.

A small sigh. “No, I am not. Although I guess I should perhaps change my methods a bit in light of this entire situation”.

“I swear, one day you’ll have to admit that this whole passive-aggressive shit is completely one-sided, and that day, I will be there to laugh at you,” feeling like the danger was gone and in no way about to rain on his beautiful, movie director ass, Dave relaxed.

“You are not going to punish your little bro either, are you?”

Dave snorted in amusement. “Oh, definitely the opposite. He’s going to receive the biggest collection of pony play porn he’s ever seen in his life, and he’s going to enjoy it up to the very last second”.

Rose chuckled softly. “I guess I’d like to be there to see his face when that moment comes”.

“You’re welcome here any day, Rosie, yah know that. You’re family”.

“Yes. Yes, I know that Dave. Now I must go, I have a daughter to greet back home”.

“Bye, Rosie, don’t choke on the passive-aggressive bullshit”.

“Goodbye Dave, I’ll see you at our usual feelings jam session, and be punctual”.

This time Dave did cringe.

–Fin–
Edited 2012-06-17 00:31 (UTC)