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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.
FILL: TEAM DAVE<3JADE
you can see it from the moon.
Woooooooow, John, consider me tot8lly impressed. Not!
Your culture's puny wiggler 8uilding escapades are totally l8me compared to stuff I threw together 8efore I could even talk.
haha, says you!
you are totally wrong.
the great wall of china is a world wonder and everybody knows that. you are just jealous.
i did a report on it in fifth grade.
It's not too lame, you think, watching it snake away into a distance made of jagged, verdant hills and blue sky. Earth colors are so weird, you think, all brilliant golds and greens and blues where there should be ochre and purple, burning colors and black. Sometimes it reminds you of the Land of Maps and Treasure, but there was little of this bright, restful blue.
John's wearing a puffy jacket that makes him look like a candy-rave marshmallow, but you allow it. It brings something out in his eyes.
I guess it's e8sy enough on the eyes.
Even if it'd 8e a total cinch to 8reach with even the we8kest horde, hahahahahahahaha!
wow, i totally felt that burn.
i am totally insulted that you think you could overrun a wall built thousands of years ago by a country on the other side of the world.
a country that would totally wipe you out with their nuclear bombs.
They could try!!!!!!!!
What's a nuclear 8om8, anyw8y?
shh!
look!
The sun seems to plunge suddenly over the horizon, and maybe it does, because the abrupt shift into sunset takes your breath away like a fall. Red, fuchsia, the flushed insides of a fruit John called a blood orange, and gold, real liquid gold at the edges, a blazing reminder of Prospit. The trees beneath you change color, take on the shadows of majesty, and you feel maybe a smidgen of respect for this ancient culture of John's.
Carting a thousand tons of rock up the mountain range, building it for five hundred, six hundred, eight hundred sweeps--it should be a laughable exercise in futility and hubris. How could anyone expect to defend such a sprawling monster? How could it be anything but an eyesore on the land? How could anyone not want to scrap it and make it something leaner, something stronger, something 8etter?
But it's not a monster, not an eyesore. There's nothing to improve. It just is. And you watch the sun wash it in red and, with pain, you think Terezi's name.
John stirs beside you.
hey, vriska.
What?
You think he might hold your hand, but instead he punches your shoulder and grins like light itself.
i'll race you.
And he takes off, whooping into the wind as fast as his rocket pack can take him, and you roll your white eyes and remember what it's like not to have wings. Your sneakers regain that new shoe scent for a second before you can only smell jet fuel and exhilaration, because you are rocketing after John along the Great Wall of China.
You chase the dying light, chase the last threads of gold, and the wind takes you and you forget everything but flying. You forget the dream bubbles, you forget SGRUB, you forget death and justice and the sudden whiteness at the end of everything, and you hear John laugh and you bark a laugh back at him as he does a loop-de-loop. What a show-off.
He's a piece of sky held against the sun, and you love him.
You do hold hands now, your fingers tied together against a light that wipes out any difference in color between your skin. There's no telling where he starts and you end, and his smile is bending your lips, or maybe that's yours in his eyes. The wall never ends. It breaks in places and splits and turns, but it goes on forever like you never could.
And that's the thing about being dead eight times over between the two of you: you are nowhere, but you can be anywhere. You can be everywhere.
And if both of you are everywhere, then finally, there is no place the two of you are not together.
The Great Wall of China is not actually visible from the moon, but if you believe in something hard enough, that makes it less fake.
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I absolutely love the opening bit of dialogue, too - "i did a report on it in fifth grade." PERFECT.
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