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BONUS ROUND 2
Bonus Round 2
The Return of Round Robin Fanadventures
Comments have been screened; we will be tallying the points over the next 48 hours or so, after which we will unscreen the comments. Comments have been unscreened! You may continue the fanadventures on this post as long as you like, though we will not be awarding further points.
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!
New [Gamzee<>Karkat] Game (FILL: TEAM [Sollux<>Karkat])
But you also have someone to help you figure it out.
That someone is your new moirail, whom you hooked up with earlier in the most romantic and serendipitous of ways. Both of you knew, deep down, but neither of you knew you knew, and right at the perfect moment all the pale sentiment just welled up, and it was just perfect, the most perfect thing, even better than that moment at the end of Troll Fellowship of the Ring where they're in the boat, that part made you cry for an hour when you read it, and it was true serendipity, just like this is, you know it--
Ahem. Your moirail.
Now that all the action is over the two of you have sneaked off into an empty room somewhere on the meteor. Where everyone else is you don't know or care. Your moirail looks at you. His hair is a rat's nest. His shirt is stained all over. His eyes are wide and bewildered.
He is adorable.
What do you do?
Karkat: initiate feelings jam.
Karkat: Initiate feelings jam. (FILL: TEAM DAVE<3<KARKAT)
You can feel yourself blushing. You can't believe you're about to say what you're about to say. "Do...do you want to talk?" Your eyes flick back up to Gamzee's face, and the grateful look in his eyes makes something squirm pleasantly in your stomach.
"Yeah," he replies, voice breaking. "I've up and done a lot of bad things."
Oh, it hurts. You should have been there from the beginning, should have recognized Gamzee's solicitations for what they were. You fall against his chest, the thrum of his blood-pusher calming your breathing where it was beginning to be panicky. The weight of his arm as it comes to rest on your shoulders is almost too beautiful.
It's all so helplessly romantic. You don't even know what to do with yourself. Would it be too forward to suggest a pile already? Oh gosh, you're not sure. Maybe you should wait?
Karkat: No, no, no! Invite Gamzee to make a pile with you.
Karkat: No, no, no! Invite Gamzee to make a pile with you. (FILL: TEAM GAMZEE<3<TEREZI)
You start to suggest the pile, but then your bloodpusher gets all caught up in your protein chute and suddenly it's way too hard to talk. So instead you make what you think is just a frustrated noise but is probably another of your angry growls if the apprehensive look on Gamzee's face can be a measure of anything.
Oh, shitfuck. The most amazingly pale moment you could ask for, and you're already screwing it up. Not like that's a big fucking surprise. Already you can hear Future Karkat yelling at you about fucking over the first chance you've ever got to get to a real life feelings jam with your brand new moirail, and Past Karkat yelling at Future Karkat about how he needs to just shut the fuck up and why wouldn't he warn Past Karkat sooner if this was going to happen, and you're standing there as Present Karkat and all you want to do is kill both of them for barging in on your special moment, and meanwhile you just keep growling louder and louder, and--
"Fuck! Shit. I mean." Damnit! This wasn't even supposed to be about you and already you're too caught up in your own past-future-present-self-arguments that you're already the shittiest moirail ever in Alternian history. Without even giving yourself time to think, you finally blurt out, "You want to find a pile or something?"
And but fuck- Is it even possible for you to sound any lamer than that? You want to find a pile or something? Really? Or something? Your first pale pile and it's reduced to that?
Caught somewhere between mortification and self-depreciation, you almost miss the way Gamzee sort of crumples inward on himself with a quiet, "yeah," his face all terrified and relieved and goddamn pitiful all at once.
==> KARKAT: FIND THE BEST DAMNED PILE LEFT IN THE UNIVERSE.
==> KARKAT: FIND THE BEST DAMNED PILE LEFT IN THE UNIVERSE. (FILL: TEAM [Davesprite<3Jade])
You frantically search the current room. You only have 3 options. Of fuck. What will you do? You quickly look at your moirail. He is staring at you, eyes full of helpless pity and concern. You want to jam. You want to jam with this boy so fucking hard, past moirails will cry tears of absolute envy, present moirails will cease all jamming, knowing they cannot fucking compare to you. And future moirails? They will not exist, knowing they cannot even cease to be as amazingly serendipitous as you and Gamzee will be.
You have 3 options.
OPTION 1.- You can jam in Gamzee's horn pile. Hmm. Maybe not. It's not as romantic as you want, and making fucking honking noises every 10 seconds isn't exactly fun.
OPTION 2.- You could use a file of fabrics you
stoleBORROWED from Kanaya's room? That could work! Still not romantic enough though. Think Karkat. You can get something better than this, you nookwhiffer!OPTION 3.- You could use the HAND PILE OF CUSHIONS you have captalogued for this very occasion! That's more like it!
==> KARKAT: WHAT OPTION WILL YOU PICK?
==> KARKAT: WHAT OPTION WILL YOU PICK? (FILL: TEAM SOLLUX<3<ERIDAN))
You take out the pile and turn around to gauge Gamzee's reaction, only to find that your moirail is.... missing? Where the fuck---
There's a chorus of honks to your left and you realize with a sinking feeling that Gamzee has already climbed into the horn pile. It's kind of gross by now and not really comfy, but you suppose it must be familiar to Gamzee. He looks exhausted, and you don't have the heart to tell him to move. You store the cushions away for another time and clamber up next to Gamzee. He worms an arm around your shoulder and the two of you lie next to each other in companionable silence for a moment.
Fuck. How are you supposed to initiate this feelings jam? It is always much more dramatic in your romcoms.
Karkat: Struggle to talk about your feelings.
Karkat: Struggle to talk about your feelings. (FILL: TEAM KARKAT<3NEPETA)
"ShiIiIiIiIt," says Gamzee, and sounds so much like how he used to that some vital organ inside you dies off and dissolves. You want to tell him to come back even though he's right here, to never do anything like that again, to stay and not die and be normal again. You can't do that. That would be hysterical and borderline crazy.
"You are like unto going the fuck nuts, bro," says Gamzee, sounding faintly awed as he stares at you. God damn it. Cover blown.
"You would know!" you snap, because you are are the best pale pal ever.
Gamzee catches your hand before you hit hit yourself in the face, so you quickly say, "Sorry. Sorry, I didn't mean to."
"Kind of got it right, though," he says with a watery smile. "Your old best friend's come into some power, would you up and believe? Got me this psychic shit swirling round my thinkpan. This is me being mired all up in on my bloodline's chucklevoodoos, and it's telling me about how everybody else has all kinds of shit swirling in their pans."
"What? What's a 'chucklevoodoo' when it's not freshly made up? Since when? Since how?" You are going to forgive your coherency this time for running off to hide. Any fresh bullshit being served up right now makes for a heavy weight to bear.
"Thing is... I got some, um, like, motherfucking hints on how to up and make all kinds of use of my rotpan." Why is this hard for Gamzee to say? You thought he'd be talk about what he'd done, now that he's back to normal. "There was all ... advice from this guy messaging me, he knew all the real shit I needed to have the knowing of too, and there was the doll... bro, there was the doll."
Yeah, there was. The doll Dave had spotted Gamzee sitting with, and had taken because it belonged to his manlususbrotherthing. One look at his timeline on Trollian made it clear that it had been with him all his life, and with his brotherlusus dead it had only seemed right to let him keep it once he flashstepped over and took it from Gamzee.
The serendipitous happy haze from before is totally gone from Gamzee. Right now he looks utterly lost, and his fingers hold desperately onto your hand.
"Best friend ... it all up and made some kind of sense when I had that bitchtits little balsawood brother with me. I think ... it's being like that I need it back?"
> Karkat: Realise that you have a lot more to deal with than you thought.