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Bonus Round 5: Myth & Lore

Bonus Round 5: Myth & Lore


Summer's a time for swapping stories around the campfire. With that in mind, this round draws inspiration from the stories humanity have told each other over the centuries.

This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on August 4 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.


RULES
  • This round does not have prompts. Instead, we ask you to draw inspiration from the wide pool of mythology, fantasy, folklore, and fable. An urban fantasy or supernatural AU? A re-imagining of your favorite folk tale? Characters swapping ghost stories or playing D&D? As long as your fill in some way incorporates the fantastical and/or supernatural, it's welcome here.
  • Your fill still has to be about a ship from one of our nominated fandoms. What ships you create work for is up to you, though.
  • To submit your fill, simply leave it as a comment as a reply to this post.
  • Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.


FORMAT
Bonus round shenanigans all happen in the comments below. Brand-new works only, please.

Required Work Minimums:
  • 400 words (prose)
  • 400px by 400px (art)
  • 14 lines (poetry)
There is no max work cap.

Remember, this is a NO-PROMPT round. Format your fill comment in one of the following ways:

If FILLING:If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant:
FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
  • Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team you belong to
  • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
  • Place applicable major content tags and word count before your fill (when applicable)
  • If no major content tags are applicable, make sure to state this-- even if including other additional tags
  • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY as a new, unchaptered work. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of the fill in your comment.
  • To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" alt="DESCRIPTION OF YOUR IMAGE"/>
  • Visual example
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
  • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill, G - E, as explained in the rules
  • Place applicable major content tags and word count before the fill, where applicable
  • If no major content tags are applicable, make sure to state this-- even if including other additional tags
  • NSFW FILLS: Please cross-link these fills and use clear tags in your comment. Written/text fills should be hosted at AO3 ONLY as a new, unchaptered work. Art/visual fills can be hosted anywhere. You may include a small safe-for-work preview of your work in your comment.
  • To place an image in your comment, use this code: <img src="LINK TO YOUR IMAGE" />
  • Visual example


Posts not using this format will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, regardless of what they contain. They, like all comments in this community, are subject to the code of conduct.



SCORING
These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many fills as you want!

For fills:

First 3 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 4-10: 10 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21+: 2 points each

All scored content must be created new for this round.


Etc.
If you're hunting through the prompts looking for what to fill, a good trick is to view top-level comments only.

Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
elucidatedlucy: the worst kind of gay ([yka voice] manami shock)

Fill: Team Grandstand, G

[personal profile] elucidatedlucy 2016-08-01 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Tags: Major character death (sort of? allegory. confusing), trans HC pronoun
Words: 600
Manami & Miyahara

"A coin -"

"For passage. I know," Miyahara said, already inpatient.

The man in a suit balanced his chin along the bridge of his fingers, coy smile to bear. "No need to be nervous, miss...?"

She kept her mouth shut and held out her gold.

"I'm glad you're prepared," he said.

One moment, the weight was almost too much to bear - the next, gone, light flickering in his hand as he examined her payment. She allowed her hand to drop. Knowledge was all she had. No names. No food. No second thoughts.

"As long as you stay respectful, I hope you enjoy your stay here." The doors opened behind him, cool smile and sharp brows following her. "Miss Miyahara."

Her heel spun, almost - before she forced herself to a stop and kept forward. There were many tests. She'd read enough about that alone, heard enough from Manami. Stories were nothing more than words. This was real life. There was no mold along the walls - no vegetation twisting down around her feet.

The familiar thump of carpet followed her steps. Eyes adjusted to darkness and she could see the doors along the walls - dozens of them. Her heart raced with the thought. She had been told no destination. Feet carried her onward, despite the fear cooling through her veins. There were no stories about office buildings and the smell of printing paper. No stories about well-dressed business men and sliding doors, echoing with shadows beyond. No stories about stately young women believing they could break the rules of life and death.

Only stories from the mouth of someone sick and foolish. "I think you could do anything, rep."

Manami wouldn't let their eyes turn away from the end.

She knew that much.

Her toes tripped over bunches of carpet, broken alarms sounded to make her turn her head. But Miyahara reached the end of the hall. The only light stood over a single sliding door, pitch black against the other side.

She slid it open before the keeper could.

"Curious," she heard. "What are you here for?"

Miyahara stared. "I wanted to know," and took a deep breath. "How to build a robot."

"Wouldn't you rather a body? Warm to the touch?"

"Metal is plenty warm," she said.

"Or memories, this far down. I have many in my river."

Miyahara shook her head. "I have enough of those."

It hung over, and around her, the scent of fresh cakes and rain sinking through her skin. "You believe they will not come."

"I already paid," she whispered. "Please let me have what I asked for."

"That they will hate you for wanting."

"Sir." If she wanted, she could be harsh. Sick selfish spitfire, only coming out with one person - but they wouldn't follow her anymore. She wouldn't let them. "There are rules. I will report you if you go back on them."

It laughed.

And she could hear bells.

Far off, where she couldn't touch.

Miyahara didn't look back.

Hands burning against steel, she couldn't look back.

And when a robot wandered about like itself, it was no business of hers if it acted so familiarly. It wouldn't recognize her, regardless. Miyahara kept her face forward, against memories long since lost. Even if she couldn't let go of them.

"Hey, rep?"

An echo of their voice.

"It's been a while. I hope you visit soon."

Other people glanced that way, but she knew better. Miyahara was no fool. She wouldn't endanger what had once been lost. She had read many stories. Someone like her - knew better than to hold onto pride.

"I hope you're safe. I miss you."