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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 KARKAT<3NEPETA
FILL: TEAM dave♠karkat♥terezi♥dave
John counts the minutes while the pendulum swings on the large clock that sits in his tiny work room. He starts at one end of the room, hunched over his projects with tweezers in one hand and a hammer in the other. Eventually he moves to the window, carefully testing and oiling his mechanical bunny Liv while watching the people passing by. By the time night has fallen he’s sitting in front of his clock, holding Liv tightly in his arms while he twirls his hammer restlessly. His eyes follow every swing and second, his foot tapping the time impatiently.
He’s on minute three hundred and fifty-seven when he hears the door to the shop swing open. Liv whirs to life, her little head tilting toward the direction of the noise. John knows who it is before the person has even passed through the door
“What did you do this… “ John trails off. “…Oh gods Dave.”
There’s blood dripping from his mouth, making Dave Strider look even paler than usual, and the oil in his hair makes it stick up in weird angles. His aviator jacket is ripped and dirtied, black marks marring the red fabric where it was singed. He holds a cloth-wrapped bundle in his arms. With a limp Dave approaches John and unceremoniously lets the fabric unroll. Pipes and gears crash loudly onto the floor, some scattering and rolling away.
“The wings need work,” he says, deadpan, limping over to John’s workshop table. He shoves the cogs and machinations aside and spreads his jacket over the hard table to give himself somewhere to sit.
“They worked just fine yesterday!” John can’t help but stare in dismay at the pipes and gears – what is left of his pet project of three months – even while he moves around the room grabbing supplies. “I checked them! The test flight went perfect!” Liv produces a small vial of antiseptic, and John hurries to the sink to fill a cup with water.
“That was yesterday,” Dave grunts, leaning back against the wall. “This is today. Shit.” Dave presses a hand to his side, gritting his teeth. John sets the bowl down by him, pulling his hand away. He fights the urge to squirm away from the dark stain on Dave’s shirt, and instead brushes his fingers over it. Dave cringes.
“Dave –“
“I was heading to meet a confidante when one of the Batterwitch’s cronies got me. Tesla ray right in the ribs took me down near the docks. Thanks to the jacket it just stung more than anything, but man he was insistent. Tried looking for me for fuck knows how long.” He trails off, rubbing a hand across his face. “And the bastard made off with my aviators, the pair you made me. Damn it.”
He sounds angrier over the loss of his shades than anything else. John isn’t sure if he’s flattered or concerned. He shoves all of that aside for the moment. Together they get Dave out of his shirt, allowing John to see that, yes, it’s mostly just burned skin and sensitive nerves. John quickly takes to cleaning up the wound. Fixing the wings can come later.
Seven quiet minutes later and concern wins out. Liv helps hold the gauze in place while John tapes him up, quietly saying, “Dave, you can’t keep doing this. It’s not safe.”
There are not enough hands to count how many times John has said that. John never made it any secret how worried he is at any given time. He’s worried ever since Dave spoke the words “resistance movement”, ever since Dirk Strider’s body appeared swinging from the Queen’s gallows, ever since he showed up on John’s doorstep in his custom made jacket (courtesy of their friend Rose) begging John to help him.
Dave’s head has fallen back and his eyes are closed. He doesn’t even open them, just licks the dried blood from his lip. “Who else is going to do it, John? Huh? I’m not going to sit around and wait for the witch to pick us off. She has enough of our friends’ blood on her claws. Someone needs to rise up.”
“I know but –“ John stops, his teeth sinking into his lower lip. Now Dave is looking at him, his eyes narrowed under his hair.
“What?” he asks, arching a brow.
“Do you think we can really take her down?” Suddenly the roll of gauze tape in his hands is very interesting.
There’s a long moment of silence. John counts twenty-four ticks of the pendulum. “If I can get a working pair of wings, a working blade, and a new pair of shades, her head is as good as ours. Until then I just need to start small and help the resistance on a more local level. That is –“
Their hands meet half way, fingers weaving together.
“-as long as I’ve got my mechanic with me. Can’t get anywhere without having you fix my ass up every time I fuck up.” He kisses John's knuckles, like some kind of knight greeting his princess.
John smiles gently, despite any misgivings he may still have. “Geez, Dave, you already sound like some kind of hero out of a theater play!”
“Nah, I ain’t no hero,” Dave mumbles, closing his eyes again. “I don’t even have an appropriately shitty name yet, although I’m working on it. How about ‘The Birdman’? Not shitty enough? ‘The Metal Macaw’. 'The Feathery Asshole'. Whatever it is, it needs to have ‘the’. That’s what makes it five times more obnoxious than it should be. A proper hero name for a proper hero."
John laughs and pulls away, rolling up his sleeves. The pendulum ticks away the seconds, each one lost time. Time's counting down, and John doesn't want anyone to lose anymore. Invigorated, John says, “Alright, let’s get those wings fixed up. Liv can get you a pen and we can wire anything you got to the resistance.”
Dave just sits there and smiles, even when Liv shoves a notebook and pen into his hand. "Where would I be without my trusty mechanic?"
John's smile doesn't leave for the full four hundred and thirteen minutes it takes him to repair the wings.
Re: FILL: TEAM dave♠karkat♥terezi♥dave
Re: FILL: TEAM dave♠karkat♥terezi♥dave