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hs_olympics2012-08-06 09:24 pm
hso_mods) wrote in hs_olympics2012-08-06 09:24 pm
BONUS ROUND 5
Bonus Round 5
Tales from the Road
Hey, shippers! HSO is winding down, so we thought we'd take a look back at the journey, so to speak. With that in mind, this next bonus round is going to be roadtrip-themed! Give us a little taste of your characters' life on the road, whatever form that takes.
Rules
- Submit prompts! Prompts should consist of one ship (friendship/gen is fine too!) and a location. This cannot be your team's ship! This round we will not be giving points for prompts.
- 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 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 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!
Bonus Round 5 is now closed!
16/08/12 Comments are unscreened again, for the sake of comments on fills. No new fills are being counted for points.
PROMPT: TEAM DAVE<3JADE
FILL: TEAM DIRK<3JAKE<3JANE<3ROXY
The old woman was very insistent that she could handle herself. She said she had business with a tribal elder four day's journey into the jungle and if he wouldn't help her she'd find some other idiot with a compass and half a brain to do it. Benedict was going to tell her to go fuck herself when he saw the money. There were a lot of old debts in England he could pay with that money.
"Yes, yes," he said. "I'd be happy to escort such a lady as yourself, Mrs. English. It would be my honor."
"Don't suck up," she snapped. "And it's Ms. English. Come on Jake, we have a guide."
Jake turned out to be the English's grandson. He couldn't have been older than six, wide eyed and bucktoothed and always getting into everything. Benedict wanted to strangle him a mere four hours into the journey.
"Behave, Jake," English said. There was no real threat behind it. She clearly found his antics hilarious.
"Yes, grandma!" Jake answered.
When they camped for the night English set up her own tent. She sat inside with a lantern and read a storybook to Jake, who seemed more interested in the bugs outside the screens.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Not sure," English admitted.
"Mister!" he shouted at Benedict. "Mister! What's that."
"It's a bug," Benedict answered.
"What kind of bug?"
"How the fuck should I know?"
English laughed.
"Come on, bedtime Jake," she said.
The next day the kid was a little less perky but still soldiered along. It was hot and muggy, the air seeming to weigh everyone down. When they stopped for lunch English cleaned her guns, handing them to Jake to check and reload when she was finished.
"Maybe you shouldn't be giving a kid a pistol," Benedict said.
"Oh, Jake's a smart boy," English said. "Jake, what's the first rule of firearms?"
"Never point them at nothing you're not willing to kill," he answered cheerfully.
"Very good," English said.
"Do you even know what killing is?" Benedict asked.
The kid just smiled. Little creep.
Night two and day three went by without a hitch. However night three say a fierce rainstorm sweep in, flooding the river and forcing them off the path onto higher ground.
"Can you still get us there?" English asked.
"Yeah," Benedict said. "For more money."
"We'll see," English said.
Benedict stewed the whole next day over her words. Who did she think she was, the smug bitch. Just because she was rich she thought she knew everything. But he'd show her she knew nothing about the jungle.
The rainstorm had delayed them and they ended up camping a fourth night. Benedict waited until they were deep asleep before quietly unzipping their tent and grabbing English's pack. He had seen her jewelry tucked away. Probably for trading with natives and shit. Like they had any use for a gold watch, bunch of savage idiots. He dug for the velvet pouch but it wasn't there. Where could it be? Was the woman wearing it on her?
He climbed into the tent silent as could be. His years in the army hadn't gone to waste as English didn't stir. Probably half deaf. He was reaching for her when he heard the click.
"What are you doing in here?" the kid asked calmly. Benedict turned his head and stared down the barrel of the gun.
"You don't want to be doing that, kid," Benedict said.
"What. Are. You. Doing. In. Here?" the kid repeated.
"You don't have the balls," Benedict said.
"Do you really want to try that?" the kid said, even and calm as could be. Not the tiniest amount of shake in his arms.
"Let's not be hasty," Benedict said, holding up his hands. "This is a big misunderstanding-"
"Get out."
"Alright, I'm going."
"Out," the kid said. "Now."
Benedict scrambled his way free of the tent, stumbling through the camp and into the jungle. He crouched in the brush but the kid didn't seem to be following.
They made it to the village the next day. The kid was watching Benedict closely the whole time, walking behind him on the path and staring. It made the back of Benedict's head itch.
"Good trip," English said, shaking Benedict's hand farewell. "Except for the one hiccup."
"Yeah," Benedict said.
"We were talking about a little extra-"
"No, no, no," Benedict said. "No extra needed. You're already more than generous enough. I'll just be leaving. Right now. Have fun in your village."
"Thank you," English said.
"Bye!" the kid piped in. "Have a safe trip back!"
Benedict hiked a lot faster on his way home.
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ALL THE OLD PEOPLE
Oh man should I make some Poppop prompt, should I go for the full house
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fjskdlfs I don't want to be a horrible prompting monster BUT a man has needs, I guess
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