hs_olympics | BONUS ROUND 4

Bonus Round 4

Mobius Double Reacharound FST - Revisited

Hi shippers! Welcome to Bonus Round 4! Bringing back a favourite from last year! (Sorry for the delay, we're very busy!)

Here’s how this is going to work: somebody will submit a selection of 3-6 songs without comment. Then somebody else will come along and create a companion fanwork to fit the soundtrack!

Rules

If you are submitting a soundtrack: submit only the track listing and download or youtube links. The idea is that people should ~interpret~ your selections!

You are not allowed to fill soundtrack prompts with your team's ship, nor are you allowed to fill your own soundtracks. (Filling your team's soundtracks is okay!)

Soundtracks count for 5 points each, for a maximum of 100 points per team.

Fills may be in whatever format you choose (except FST, of course) so long as they link the songs by mood and/or lyrics in some kind of narrative.

Post your fill as a comment to the prompt post, using the title format described below.

This challenge will run until 11:59PM EST August 3rd.

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 per team: 30 (per entry)
Entries 6-10: 20 (per entry)
Entries 11-15: 10 (per entry)
Entries 16+: 5 (per entry)

All scored content must be created/assembled 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!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Breathe - Fabolous
Amazing - Kanye West
Roman's Revenge - Nicki Minaj

"SWOOOOOOOOOON," Terezi announced, muffled behind her t-shirt, and did. As she struck the floor and sprawled there her iron grip on her shirt remained so that it stayed hauled up to her nose.

You'd think it would make him call her bluff! Instead Equius stood so still that the only sign of movement she perceived was of papers trembling. No doubt he was still holding the sheaf of papers he'd spent a quarter-hour thrusting at her. It was almost a surprise that he didn't start softly reading them to her so that he could brainwash her into erasing the incriminating parts of his commander's records after all.

Terezi resisted the urge to sidle her hand up and expose more of her rumble globes so he'd feel more embarrassed as people came over. He wasn't the kind of stupid that would focus on that rather than on the fact that she was supposed to be unconscious, though she forgave herself for the idea of acting as if he was. Most days, Equius seemed like every kind of stupid.

At least he carried her to the infirmary.

*

The medics confirmed what she had told him prior to pitching assbackwards to the floor - ensign Zahhak was too much for ensign Pyrope's strange adapted senses to deal with. She'd passed out through overstimulation at his STRONG scent and lack of oxygen because she'd tried to avoid it by not breathing.

"It izz the sweat, yes, that izz obviouzz," said one, and another, "So much sweat," in an intrigued tone. "Whyy were yyou not referred to medical after yyour physical exam, Zahhak?"

He'd strategically crushed most of the metal equipment used in the exam - sweating bullets at allowing himself to let go of his control to that extent; Nepeta said Pounce de Leon had literally used him as a salt lick afterwards, and Aurthour had looked considering as well - and the people running the test had then just excitedly asked if he'd contributed to the slurry yet.

Terezi listened to him explain, allowing himself to be downright menacing alongside his urge to please. She'd guessed right, then, and the medics were bluebloods so that he felt free to border on rude. Afterwards he showed his permit to stay and ward off anyone that might harm her as she recovered, and the medics left them in the small private bay.

Terezi waited a few minutes and then sat up and fidgeted the clamp they'd placed on her nose to a looser position. "Now I can't see anything."

"Trickery won't get you out of every situation," Equius said, savagely as if raised by a wolf - multiple wolves, even - and then, "Oh, fudge." Quiet despair; good. That was almost certainly easier to work with.

"Nepeta would love to know you're talking to me like that," she said off-hand, because that one was easy. He hunched in his chair. "But frankly, I'm more concerned that you were talking to me like I'd actually fucking change your superior's records!"

"Superior's auspistice."

"Vital information! All at once I give a whole entire shit." She spoke towards the wall but gestured to the left where he sat, so that he could be assured she didn't think him worth facing towards. "Equius. We've been in the same cohort since we were four sweeps old. Bluh bluh justice is my shtick! And, my friend, it is a fact you know it full well." (Pause for restrained drama. She loved her training in orotary.) (She'd miss it.) "We can't all give these things up the same way that you've stopped bothering with control, and throw ourselves wholeheartedly into beating everyone to death that our superiors twitched emphatically at. Or whatever equivalent our individual skillsets allow."

Silence. Such emphatic silence, though. They had never been each other's closest friends within their cohort, but she could picture very well the slump of his shoulders and the hang of his head, and...

Terezi wriggled the clamp off her nose and then flared her nostrils as she laid it down beside her. The whole cubicle was blue with his nervous sweat, even the beige of the walls taking on the tinge; he was nearly inkblot black with the strength of it, especially the soaked streak of his hair. She sighed gustily.

"You'll faint again," Equius said with the irritation that came over him easier and easier by the night, and she slipped off the cot and took a deep breath standing right beside him. Such a deep frown.

"I find blueberry delicious! I have my ways of filtering out the scent of whatever I'm trying to get an image of, and I don't know how that isn't obvious to every medic here at once. Luckily we didn't get any of the ones who can actually bother to experiment." She shrugged at the carelessness. "You are like a deeply enraged health snack to me! Be proud, as surely this is the best of your accomplishments over this past season of training, and I know you agree with me. You've been proud of a lot of fucking awful things in your life, but since we got on this cruiser, I'm quite relieved that I can pass on messages that you're not proud of the things you keep doing anyway!"

A little convoluted, but he followed, and she didn't even have to say Nepeta's name again. He gripped his head as if it would physically split and she judged the moment ripe.

"But we'll be leaving this ship soon," Terezi said, "so there's no need for me to keep doing that."

In a fresher burst of blue, he sobbed. "We can't. Unacceptable - inconceivable - stupid. We are where - it is ordained that we should be--"

"Now you're going to pass out from not breathing! That is something that will bring us closer together, and prepare us for working together towards our escape."

"Can't even be enraged when I should be," Equius said, and quite on the contrary, got visibly angry about it. "I should crush you with extreme prejudice. You have evidence - against my superior - due to, to my own failure..."

"Yes. And that is why I can blackmail you into coming with me," Terezi said kindly, and licked the air reptilian-style as the realisation and the tears came in earnest. The dreamy deliciousness spread everywhere. It would probably get a bit old if he kept it up in the shuttle they'd have to steal, but there were worse scents to defy the empire with. Worse trolls, too, after all.

*

"Fucking seriously! That unbelievable DEMAND of yours was the last nookblistered straw!" Terezi said as they scurried frantically to control the stolen shuttle, punching Equius in the shoulder with affection that she found merrily appalling. Perhaps she was on her way to refining that mystical art of trolling oneself. Perhaps Aradia was right and that was what all em0ti0ns really am0unted t0. "I can't believe for a bulgesucking second you thought you could damned well ORDER me to go against my every principle, on top of every other wrigglerfucking thing I was forced to do on that chumpchanged ship!"

The nano-implants he'd whipped up to help him rein in his strength were excellent. He jumped each time she swore and still didn't break a single button on the shuttle's control panel. "Not even - that's not even - a word considered foal language."

"Which one," Terezi said, mashing buttons. "Are you sure about that? Repeat it for me, Equius, and we can discuss it on our journey together."

"Gosh," he said instead, unable to take the chance, and shoved a boxful of biscuits into the appreciative mouth of the engine hatch.

Hmm. She'd been forced to watch multiple romantic comedies like this. Road trips and narrowly escaping death ... buckets were an inevitability. Terezi considered. It was always fun to act as if stories were real life! And she was alive. And so was he. And life really was worth something.

"Maybe it was really the worst word, and I should be penitent. Maybe I'll let you wash my mouth out with soap," she said with a roguish grin.

Settling into one of the control chairs with much regained composure, Equius said, "That is not actually in any way sexy."

Terezi stepped over, and then leaned in to within a dermal layer of her nose touching his and murmured, "Maybe I'll wash out yours."

Equius retracted his statement in silence and a fresh burst of sweet, slick blueberry, and let her push the button that turned the stars into blazing trails around them.

this is great, oh my gosh

And I took forever to respond I am so sorry, thank you, this is awesome
(The last three paragraphs made me laugh out loud, oh man, perfect.)

BONUS ROUND 4

Bonus Round 4

SOUNDTRACK: TEAM DAVE<3JADE

FILL: TEAM KARKAT<3NEPETA

Re: FILL: TEAM KARKAT<3NEPETA