Bonus Round 6: Remixes

[referees]

The event's almost over, and you've made it this far, congrats! This round encourages you to look back at everything the SASO has made and use it as inspiration.

This round is CLOSED as of 7PM on August 18 EDT. Late fills may be posted, but they will not receive points.

RULES

• Choose a fanwork created by other participants in a previous main or bonus round of SASO and create a new piece based on it. You could create a fanart of another work, an FST inspired by a piece’s style, retell another person’s fanfic from another point of view, create a new fanfic inspired by a great piece of art... go wild!
• You cannot remix your teammates' works.
• You must have permission from the original creator. There's a blanket permissions post here (feel free to add yourself to it!), or you can leave a comment on their original post asking for permission.
• You must include the dreamwidth link to the original work in your post.
• Since all fills are based on previous works, there will be no prompts for this round. Simply post your fill as a comment in response 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 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 Write it exactly as it appears on the team roster (without brackets) or your team will not receive points 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

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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.

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Comments

FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA, T

[blueminuet]

Fuji Shuusuke/Kawamura Takashi (Prince of Tennis)
Tags: body horror, Inui Juice is bad for you
Word Count: 533

A remix of nobetterpicture’s fill here



Fuji cracks, but never quite breaks; not anymore. It took a long time for Inui’s classmates to realize what was happening, and by the time they did, it was too late. It look longer for Fuji, since he was the only one that could drink the juice with seemingly no ill effect, even liked it at the best of times. But, like so many of the other regulars, he soon began to realize that he couldn’t break.

But he could crack and crumble, all too easily and literally, like a porcelain doll, and Fuji hated the comparison. Far too often he would wake up and see a crack running down his face when he looked in the mirror and would scowl at it.

It would be fine, it would mend, but it made Fuji burn with rage.

On bad days, sometimes he would crumble completely, scattered to the wind. But he would know everything that had happened, experience the same things as all his component parts, and then in the morning be reformed with all those memories just as intact as the rest of him.

But he never quite stayed intact anymore, not for long.

Fuji woke up and carefully rolled out of bed, the frame wobbling and threatening to drop him. But by now he was used to it, delicately rolling the right way to get out without falling and breaking, again. The room around him was littered with debris; his home had come to mimic him in a way, though it wasn’t really his doing.

He swiped a hand over his face, and realized that it was cracked again, and opted not to go looking in the mirror.

He made his way down the stairs, carefully, patiently, plotting his way past rickety floorboards and the crushed bit of the banister. It certainly wasn’t ideal for someone who broke easily, but…

When he made his way down to the kitchen, he saw Taka there and smiled. Taka was working on getting breakfast started, but clearly hadn’t made much headway.

After the juice, Taka could hardly look at anything without breaking it. He’d been strong before, and the juice only amplified that. No longer was he able to do the fine, delicate cooking he had done in his youth. But the cast iron skillet could withstand him, and some foods were better crushed.

Fuji pulled the eggs from the refrigerator; he hated that felt a sort of kinship with them, too easily broken. Taka would hardly be able to get them from the fridge to the bowl before crushing them whole, collapsing the shells into them, impossible to separate again. Fuji helped by cracking them for him, ignoring the slight pang it gave him.

Taka smiled at him, but it faltered a little as his eyes traced the crack down the middle of Fuji’s face. He reached out and hovered a finger over it, but he miscalculated just slightly, and accidentally touched, just barely. Spiderweb cracks splintered out from where his fingertip had touched, and he flinched, pulling away.

Fuji smiled and reached out, rubbing his forearm. “It’s alright Taka-san,” he said, patting him comfortingly.

Some things were worth breaking for, Fuji thought.