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BONUS ROUND 2

Bonus Round 2

The Return of Round Robin Fanadventures

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Hi shippers! Welcome to Bonus Round 2.
Round Robin Fanadventures generated so much awesome stuff last year that we decided to bring it back!

For those who are new to HSO, this is not actually that complicated a concept, but it might be a little tricky to explain, so bear with me. The point of this round is to create a bunch of fanadventures that are for a team other than your own.

Rules

If you are starting a new adventure: start a new thread using the title format defined below. Include either text or 1-2 pieces of embedded art setting a scene (or both!), and finish with a command (==> does not count as a command for new threads). Then sit back and wait for someone else to contribute!
If you are continuing an adventure: find a thread that does not center around your team's ship. Then comment using the title format defined below. Include either text or 1-2 pieces of embedded art continuing the scene (or both!), and finish with a command (this can include ==>, though generally we would prefer otherwise). Then sit back and wait for someone else to contribute!
For ease of reading, we suggest using standardized image sizes. 600x400 landscape is a pretty good size! But as long as it's the same as the other images in the thread, people will have an easier time following along. The HTML for inserting images is <img src="http://yourimageurlhere.com">
For this challenge, there is no minimum wordcount. We are trusting you not to abuse that fact!
You may not comment twice in a row in one adventure. The point is to hand off the scene like a hot potato.
You may not introduce or create for your team's ship into a fanadventure. If someone else introduces your team's ship to a thread, you can still contribute to that thread so long as your contributions do not involve your ship.
This challenge will run until 11:59PM EDT July 7. After that time, even if it's just by a minute according to the LJ timestamp, no submissions will be accepted for points.

NOTES:

Audio posts are fine, so long as you include a transcript.
Please make sure to check that your titles are correct!
You may answer commands that have already been answered. Think of it like a 'choose your own adventure' game!

Title Format
If you are starting a new thread, use this format in your title.

Replace [THEIR SHIP] with the ship you want this particular fanadventure thread to be. Remember that you cannot create a fanadventure based on your own ship. Whatever ship you choose must be represented by a HSO team not your own. The only exception is gen adventures, which are permitted.
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 it may not be counted.

If you are continuing a thread, use this format in your title.

Replace [COMMAND] with whatever command the previous fill has specified.
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 title is not in this format it may not 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
(as stated here)
First 5 entries per team: 30 (per entry)
Entries 6-10: 20 (per entry)
Entries 11-15: 10 (per entry)
Entries 16+: 5 (per entry)

All fanadventure content must be created new for this round.

We would prefer that any questions about this challenge or anything else in the HSO be emailed to us at homestuck.shipping AT gmail!

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Karkat: DAD I AM NOT GOING TO FUCKING *CAMP*.

“Douche”Dad: Oh come on kid, and you expect me to take care of you? Seeing you every day is bad enough, and now I have to hang out with you for a total of three months? Sounded like a nightmare I had to fucking escape. You know you aren’t exactly the easiest to deal with.”

Karkat: NEGLECTING YOUR PARENTAL DUTIES IS NOT AN EXCUSE TO PUT ME IN SOME SHITTY CAMP WITH REALLY DIRTY BATHROOMS AND BEARS AND SHIT. I COULD FUCKING DIE OF E. COLIE FROM SOME IMPROBABLE ATTACK BY SOME DERANGED ANIMAL THAT WOULD RIP ME TO SHREDS BECAUSE IT WANTED MY SANDWICH OR SOME STUPID SHIT.
“Douche”Dad: Oh stop complaining, and suck it up. It’s just for a couple of months. Besides it’s better for you to run around with these losers, then staying locked up in your room all day watching those lame movies.”

Karkat: DAD THEY ARE NOT LAME, THEY AR-

“Douche”Dad: They’re cheesy unrealistic romance films with really tacky actors, your movies are the epitome of lame. Oh look at that we’re here.

You give your dad one more angry glare, before you step out of the car, and reach for the trunk. Your asshole of a father doesn’t even bother to get up from his seat. You roll your eyes accordingly as you grab your luggage out of the truck .As soon as your father sees that you are in possession of your luggage, and you’re a good few feet away from his car, you watch in a scowl as your dad speeds across the road, managing to run over a squirrel as he speeds away to child free bliss.

==================è Introduce Yourself Asshole

Your name is Karkat Vantas, and you’re a whole 5’2 inches UNCONSOLIDATED rage now currently trapped in a so called all boys camp located in the middle of fucking nowhere. You don’t really know much of this “camp” other than the fact that it used to be a really shitty camp, that was shut down, and replaced by a so called new and improved camp.

You take a gander at the so called *camp* – your future home for four weeks in disgust.

You still can’t believe you’re even here; most of the kids running around here in tacky brown shorts are at least five years younger than you, and are still running around flinging boogers at each other.

And to believe you’ll be stuck with these assholes? You’re still not even sure how you even made the age limit honestly, (but you’re pretty sure your dad forged your age on the papers)

You walk over to the a giant area marked “Campees Drop Off”, where you see a teen on one of those metal chair thingies that close up and open up reading a magazine named “ PC Magazine.”

He doesn’t even glance up from the magazine,

Counselor: no technology allowed thatth iincludeth viideogameth con2oleth, iipodth, and camerath. bag check ii2 over there.”

You nearly snicker at the lisp. You drag your one bag of belongings, and pull it to the side. You know you didn’t bring any of the shit mentioned but you might as well indulge this guy.

==========è Karkat Vantas: Examine Contents of Bag Over at Hipster Teen Douche

==========è Karkat Vantas: Observe Teenage Boy Sitting on Metal Chair Flippy Thingy

Edited 2012-06-25 18:14 (UTC)

You have a hard time expressing just how confused you are. It only gets harder when the light from the device goes out again after just a few seconds. Was it supposed to do that? Who knows.

I might not completely understand what you're trying to tell me with this, Equius.

Let's hope your engineer knows.

=> Equius: Explain.

You are now the world famous cop Nepeta Leijon, but you work in a different defense sector of the law than your friends Terezi Pyrope and Sollux CopCar...you mean Captor, you work in the shipping division.

And man is it a dangerous job. You have the constantly defend what ships are allowed to sail and which ones have to crash and burn. If you had it your way you would control exactly which ones did what, but sadly your boss, someone you've actually never met, a Dr.Scratch, tells you exactly which ones are to sail.

And you abide by them.

Sometimes your close friends try to coax you out of the job, but it's a harsh world you there, and heck if you're going to let some crazy kids ship what's against canon (unless it's great, which most of it is...you quickly tell your brain to not tell your boss that, he'd probably fire you.)

All this, is not the point however. The point is, that you have a new recruit coming to work today, and since you've been on the shipping force for so long, evidently it's your job to teach them the ropes.

Nepeta: Meet the new shipping cop

Of course, you could just pretend you knew what you were doing.

Aradia: well i wanted to tell you about what was going on
Eridan: wwhy
Aradia: well everyone needs to know!!
Aradia: yeah so basically im alive--
Eridan: shit really ara i didnt evven fuckin notice
Eridan: not like you havve solid eyes or anythin

You give him a stern look putting your hands on your hips, and he immediately shuts up.

Aradia: and just everything is going to be okay!! the humans showed up and now theyre all doing what they need to do
Eridan: okay
Eridan: wwhy are you really here
Eridan: this is really obvviously not wwhat you wwanted to talk about
Aradia: uh
Aradia: well the real reason is
Aradia: i want to know you
Eridan: wwhat the actual fuck are you talkin about

> Eridan: Laugh humorlessly at what might be the worst joke ever.

==> John: Reminisce

You are now JOHN EGBERT, thirteen years old, master prankster, and you are just about to meet one of your BEST FRIENDS EVER.

For the last three hours you've been sitting in front of your window, waiting for ROSE to finally show up. The both of you have been planing this visit for weeks, and with some convincing ("and a bottle of vodka," Rose informed you later) Rose's Mom agreed to let her go - as long as she could tag along too.

Your father had no problems with an extra guest, and to Rose's chagrin the Lalonde family made plans to catch a plane out to Washington.

Now the day has come. Rose and her mom are on their way, and you haven't been this excited in a long time. You've been a ball of hyperactivity all day, bouncing from room to room in restless anticipation until you very nearly ruined Dad's Red velvet cake. He kicked you out of the kitchen with a stern suggestion to go watch for the guests.

That is where you are right now in this flashback - leaning against the window and looking up and down the street. You start tapping on the windowsill. In the corner of your eye you spot the time - six fifty-three P.M. Their plane should have touched down by now, which means they'll be here any second!

==> Rose and Mom Lalonde: Arrive

You swivel your chair around turning to face him and find a grumpy blond headed man with multi-coloured eyes.

You frown, because seriously what's his problem haven't said a word and hes already annoyed with you! What a prick. There is no hypocrisy in your words, he was a douche first you are in your rights to find him an annoying prick.

But you guess hes still a coworker and he has to at least be civil to yu so your need for help still stands.

"Hey! Heeeeeeeey! Hello?" He finally glances over to you and smirks.

Ugh hes like an even douchier version of Dave, you didn't think it was possible. Your dislike of this guy is strong and off putting, you've never felt this bothered or angered by someone. Ignoring that you ask for help, you'll just have to deal with this insufferable prick.

==> John: Deal with insufferable prick.

You wiggle a bit, then swing your legs as hard as you can-

Unfortunately, your AIM is off, suffering from your vague annoyance at your current position.

You miss Gamzee's face by quite some distance.

If you had been using your faithful LANCE, you know you would have hit his face right in the middle, causing him PERMANENT DAMAGE and maybe a very unpleasing SCAR, but thankfully you were simply flailing your legs around.

Not that you would ever want to hurt your matesprit.

You would, perhaps, like him to wake up and help you, but that might be just WISHFUL THINKING on your side.

You do not want to think about what some other troll would say if they were to find you like that.

==> Tavros: ponder whether to use your remaining shoe or not.

no no no!!! you're okay! we're allowed to have multiple storylines! i think yours is really great! :D i might reply to it if i can think of something!

You totally would if you would have a clue where the history section actually is.
Ugh, why does your moirail spend so much time in libraries anyway when there are far more cooler places?

> Meenah: Shout for your moirail to catch her attention

It's...a can of applejuice? Is that even a thing people sell? Your Bro has always been a little strange about his juice. You take a minute to analyze the ironic potential of this discovery.

> Dirk: Be Dave.

Why would you do that?

You don't want to talk to her. You don't want to deal with the guilt of a doomed timeline. You definitely don't want to deal with the pain of finding the main timeline Terezi.

Besides, she looks so...pitiful and weak, just sleeping there under the trees.

Maybe you should take a nap yourself. You could settle yourself right beside her, just like you did a long time ago, and hold her hand and rest your head on her shoulder and just pretend nothing ever happened. No teams. No Sgrub. No god tiers. No doomed timelines. Just you and Terezi, Scrouge sisters and matesprits for life, if just for a little while.

On the other clawed hand, you do want to talk to her and find out which Terezi she is. You want to sit and talk to her and maybe apologize - for the eighteenth time - for being such a bluh bluh huge bitch.

You take a moment to decide if you -

==> Vriska: Sleep

or

==> Terezi: Wake up

But why would you do that? You all ready have your apprentice mopping the floors. Having him do your chores really frees you up for daydreaming, anyway. Thinking about things like, having a true wizards beard. Ah yes, how majestic it would be. How grand!

For some reason though, you like to imagine yourself with an almost 'w' shape for your mustache to make it complete. You're not sure why, you get the feel it's a passive-aggressive jab at some sort of mother figure you have.

Whatever it is, it completes the look all the same.

==> Be Apprentice

You decide to start from the bottom, mostly because you have crazy rapping skills that would make any guy swoon over you.

You walk over to the computer lab, it is eerily empty. Not a nakodile in sight. You start up the computer and open docs.

yo john egbert, please sit down
as i proclaim my love for thou,
We’ll be on this ship for two more years.
But after that it’ll be hard to bear,
a single day without you,
is just not fair,
so-

BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE BACKSPACE

The rap seems too mushy. You wonder if you will get your rap finished in time.

===> Skip the rap and go to NanaSprite to make cookies!

Edited 2012-06-25 19:34 (UTC)

While daydreaming about the antics you and Rose could team up to do together against Dad, you hear the sweet chime of the doorbell. You quickly rush to the entrance of the house.

You open the door.

"Hello, John."

==> Dad: Respond to doorbell.

Edited 2012-06-25 19:14 (UTC)

You are now JAKE ENGLISH and you are really friggin bewildered!

You were minding your own business, wandering into your room to ~~make out with Neytiri~~ clean your guns, when you found yourself wrapped in the metallic embrace of your DADBLASTED CONTRAPTION OF A FISTICUFFS PARTNER.

The damn metal man is always getting the jump on you! Even when set to NOVICE MODE, which you assume he must be right now since this rascally sneak-attack on your person seems almost…tender. If he’s on anything other than Novice, he always just beats the tar out of you then disappears while you nurse your bruised body (and pride).

In fact, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think that the infernal machine was giving you a hug rather than getting prepared to flip you in the air and throw your sorry ass across the room.

You make a distressed noise as you brace yourself for impact; your adrenaline is pumping.

But the collision of your rump with the floor doesn’t happen.

Brobot doesn’t let go either.

Your confusion has graduated to being downright BAMBOOZLEMENT.

JAKE: …
JAKE: Uh.
JAKE: Uh brobot?
JAKE: What are…

>Jake: Attempt to actually say something coherent.

You do so, somewhat begrudgingly. To be honest, you're not sure who's worse at dancing - you or your date. At least you're being fools together.

ARADIA: see? isnt this fun?
SOLLUXANDER: defiine fun.
ARADIA: dont be such a spoil sport!
ARADIA: see? everybody else is enjoying themselves
SOLLUXANDER: they're laughiing at u2.
ARADIA: theyre laughing with us!

> Everybody else: Be laughing at SOMETHING

You ponder whether to use your remaining SHOE or not. It seems risky to leave yourself completely without options. You should probably try to think of something else, but what?

You remove one (1) GOLD COIN from your inventory, gently caressing it with your fingers. It's very smooth, very pretty; you think it could be useful to TRADE, but you haven't encountered someone who values these coins as much as you do yet. You hope that the soothing motion and feel of soft, smooth gold against your fingers will assist you in THINKING.

You cannot take your mind off of THROWING THINGS AT YOUR MATESPRIT. He kind of is the only troll you have contact with, because you have no COMPUTERS in your inventory and so cannot pester anyone else.

As you polish the gold, uncertain if your motions actually contribute to its shininess, you wonder what else you could possibly throw at him.

And then it hits you, and you kind of hate yourself because wow it has been right there this whole time you've been thinking.

>TAVROS: Throw extra HAT FEATHERS.

From the depths of your sylladex you pull out a SNUGGLY BLANKET. For a moment you started to worry if you'd brought it for nothing. You wrap the blanket around yourself and Feferi, taking care to make sure you are extra snuggly.

There. That should keep you warm.

=> Feferi: Look at Jade

ahh well thank you then ;v; You're adorable!

Your name is JAKE ENGLISH and you have pillaged, plundered, and pilfered the shit out of these ANCIENT RUINS. The only thing standing in your way of the last horde of treasure and TOTAL VICTORY is the final guard, alternatively called the FINAL BOSS.

==> Jake: Take a gander at your final boss.

Hubba hubba.

This boss fight might turn out to be a little more than you bargained for.

==> Vriska: Acknowledge the new challenger.

Your name is KARKAT VANTAS and you are currently HOT AS FUCK.
After a ton of pestering you agreed to come visit your Matesprit JOHN EGBERT on his STUPIDLY HOT PLANET during his Summer Vacation.

You are currently regretting that decision.

Wait no, you don't regret visiting but you do regret agreeing to go to the beach with him. I mean why the fuck would anyone WILLINGLY agree to leave their pleasantly cool, air conditioned homes, to parade around in the sun and the sand that may as well be MOLTING HOT LAVA.

This frozen ice treat isn't even helping you cool down, shit.

> Karkat : Try to find your stupid boyfriend.

No matter how much you want to apologize you're not sure if you can handle facing her. You don't know if you'll ever be ready to face her. Maybe, if you lay down next to her, just like that day so long ago, she'll think it's just part of her memories. You could enjoy being around her, and not have to face the guilt.

You walk over and lay beside her, head on her shoulder, and you grab her hand in yours. You close your eyes and prepare to sleep.

> Terezi: Freak out, you didn't even know she was there.

There. Now that the fish is in the toilet, you can finally clean the bowl. In the meantime, the fish seems to rather enjoy being in there, but of course, this is only temporary.

The fish is safe in there, right?

>Dave: Do not accidentally flush the toilet

This most definitely did not go as according to plan...

> Dave: Save Dave!

Easy peasy. No way you'd accidentally flush the toilet, that would make you a moron. Nope, no flushing any innocent fish here.

> Feferi: Call and check on Dave.

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BONUS ROUND 2

Bonus Round 2

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New Sollux <3 Karkat Game (FILL: TEAM Psiioniic<3 Signless)

Dirk: Express your confusion (FILL: TEAM BRO<3DAVE)

New Nepeta<3Calliope Game (FILL: TEAM ERIDAN<3ROXY)

> Aradia: Pretend you have a plan. (FILL: Team Karkat<3Karkat)

JOHN: Reminisce. - Mom/Dad (FILL: TEAM Dave<3<Karkat<3Terezi<3Dave)

Re: >John: Ask the weird looking guy for help. (FILL: TEAM JOHN<3KARKAT)

> Tavros: Kick your shoe off in the direction of Gamzee's head.

Re: Aradia: Run into trou8le. (FILL: TEAM ARADIA<3FEFERI)

>Meenah: Go look in the history section (FILL: TEAM ERIDAN <3 KARKAT)

Dirk: See what's hidden under the rug. (FILL: TEAM JADE<3KARKAT)

> Vriska: go 'wake' her up. (FILL: Team Dave<3<Karkat<3Terezi<3Dave)

> Rose: Assign Menial Task to Apprentice (FILL: TEAM [Bro<3Grandpa])

[ ==> DAVESPRITE: Start working on your surprise.](FILL: TEAM [ARADIA<>TAVROS])

Rose and Mom Lalonde: Arrive [FILL: TEAM AUTORESPONDER<3ROXY]

Re: Be the frazzled teenager. (FILL: TEAM DIRK <3 JAKE)

Solluxander: Dance (FILL: TEAM JOHN<3VRISKA)

>Tavros: Ponder whether to use your remaining shoe or not. (FILL: Team Eridan<3<Vriska)

Jade: Be the girl with the great idea. (FILL: TEAM BRO<3DAVE)

Re: Aradia: Run into trou8le. (FILL: TEAM ARADIA<3FEFERI)

New Jake<3Vriska Game (FILL: TEAM JOHN<3VRISKA)

NEW [John<3Karkat] Game (FILL: TEAM GAMZEE<3JANE)

> Vriska: Sleep. (FILL: Team Karkat<3Karkat)

>Dave: Put the fish in the toilet (FILL: Team Eridan<3Karkat)

> Dave: Descend from the heavens like unto a god (FILL: TEAM [Bro<3Grandpa])

> Dave: Do not accidentally flush the toilet. (FILL: Team Karkat<3Karkat)