BONUS ROUND 4

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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

1. 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!


2. 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!)


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


4. 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.


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


6. 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.
SOUNDTRACK: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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.
FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
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!

Comments

FILL: TEAM ENGLISH

[fencesatmidnight]

((Real sweet soundtrack you got there, hope you like Vris<>Kan.))

Sometimes Kanaya didn't know. Sometimes, Vriska would stalk past her, the urge to break a cue ball or eight written all over her face. And Kanaya would carry on with her own business, no longer feeling the urge to get up and shoosh her into calmness (or as calm as Vriska Serket could get). She'd sew garments and add cerulean trim before plucking it all out and replacing it with jade, and she didn't even feel much different from before. It was easy to sound content when all the other party saw was a row of jade green letters on the screen. When it came down to it, Kanaya really didn't want to hear about her friends' sloppy makeouts, but she'd stopped being bothered by the red relationships within her social circle a long time ago.

All the time, Vriska knew exactly what was going on. She'd throw herself down beside Kanaya and annoy her until she got a response, and once-readily available gentle comfort of Kanaya's touch was now a luxury, a luxury that only the worst of moods could elicit. Vriska could drag people over just to get into fights with them, and when they'd stormed out in a huff and all she got was a tired talking-to and long silences. All the time, it was like a stranger was sitting in an even more foreign hive, and eventually Vriska stopped wondering why she was trying to draw a response from this troll. She just did.

The world saw two moirails, standing side-by-side. The two trolls felt a gap, widening by the day. Nobody ever saw them argue: they seemed perfectly at ease with each other. But how can you argue, when you can't even speak?

Kanaya was unperturbed as she made the journey to Vriska's hive, as opposed to Vriska visiting hers. She was empty-handed save for a small roll of paper.

A scrap of paper with unfamiliar, loopy handwriting stuck to the side of Vriska's recuperacoon had only one neat sentence written in jade green ink: "You/I don't know me/you at all."

The piles of cue ball shards that day were smaller than usual.