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Bonus Round 5: Clue
Sometimes, all you need are a few little details to imagine something bigger. This round is inspired by a classic board game with a cast of colorful characters, but for SASO your only limits on "who", "where", and "with what" are what you can imagine (and the SASO fandom list, of course)!
Please read this whole post before commenting to ensure that your team gets the most points possible. (There are changes from last year!)
RULES
- Submit prompts by commenting to this post with the format of a Clue mystery - "[character] in the [location] with [item]", along with any ship/ot3/etc. from one of our nominated fandoms.
- Example: Sawamura Daichi in the teachers' lounge with the Hello Kitty! lunchbox
- The person in your prompt MAY be a member of your ship, but is not REQUIRED to be part of your ship. They must still be a named character from a SASO-nominated fandom.
- Your place must be a physical location, not a state of being or a state of being. However, this location is not required to be real, nor must it be from the same setting as the characters.
- The "item" used must be a physical object that the character can hold or manipulate.
- Unlike the board game, your prompt is NOT required to imply murder. The scenario implied can be anything at all! (As always, please tag properly!)
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Natsuo & Yuzuko). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Natsuo/Yuzuko). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- Fill prompts by replying to the prompt with your Clue-inspired fanwork.
- Remember to follow the general bonus round rules, outlined here.
- Here is a prompt/fill index for your convenience.
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)
Format your comment in one of the following ways:
| If PROMPTING: | If FILLING: | If FILLING as a TEAM GRANDSTAND participant: |
PROMPT: TEAM [YOUR SHIP]
| FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
| FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
|
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.
If you see anyone breaking the code of conduct (e.g., causing drama, being rude) anywhere (not just DW), please contact the mods immediately.
SCORING
These numbers apply to your team as a whole, not each individual teammate. Make as many prompts/fills as you want!For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)
For fills:First 4 fills by any member of your team: 20 points each
Fills 5-10: 15 points each
Fills 11-20: 5 points each
Fills 21-50: 2 points each
Fills 51+: 1 point 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 (see the line of links below this post).Have a question? Check The FAQ first. If you still need help, feel free to contact the mods. Happy fanworking!
FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: Swearing, weapons
Word Count: 587
***
Ryouta isn’t very proud of his past deeds, but they’re what built his experience and his current skills so he can’t truly discard them as if they didn’t happen. He was a pathetic thief before joining Prince Shuuzou’s Shepherds, lost in the streets among many other people just as helpless as him. Naturally, they tended to stick together, and rely on each other to survive. Not that it implied they were a tight-knit group.
This is why he’s genuinely surprised to learn the latest news circulating in the camp, disbelief painted on his face whenever someone confirms his inquiries and then he sets off to look for that person. He’s striding into tents like a tornado, leaving as soon as he sees that it was the wrong one, ignoring the questioning glances the other Shepherds throw at him.
It then occurs to him that people can’t change that much in the span of two years (what a hypocrite), so he heads to the one tent he’s sure he will find him.
And indeed, Shougo is examining a sword, one they just recently acquired.
Ryouta frowns.
“You’re not supposed to be touching things that aren’t yours,” he says.
Shougo’s raised eyebrow when he turns around signifies he already knew Ryouta was with the Shepherds. This piece of information doesn’t trouble Ryouta as much as he thought it would, given the way they carried out their missions when they were together—fishing for information and making people talk were their specialty, and Ryouta has a fleeting feeling of nostalgia coursing through him.
“You’d know I’m always stealing people’s stuff,” Shougo laughs. “This broadsword is exactly one of the swords my last employer wanted.”
“And you want to steal it to give it to him?”
“Nah, too troublesome. I wasn’t paid the amount he promised because of one fucking missing sword, he’s a bastard.”
Shougo is tracing the curve of the sword, grinning slightly, as he thoroughly looks at it, like it’s the best treasure he’s found in years. Ryouta remembers how fascinated Shougo was by swords, daggers, knives, or anything that can cut down people—they’re his weapon of choice, and he’s damn skilled at it.
Ryouta takes a deep breath, and steps forward.
“Why are you here?”
And Shougo’s eyes shift, the glimmer of passion transforming into one of mischief, as his lips tug upwards in a smirk. He brandishes the broadsword and points it at Ryouta’s neck. Ryouta doesn't flinch.
“I guess I was curious, felt the need to discover the world from another angle, and shit. You disappeared and never came back. Why?”
“We got separated during our last mission and you never showed up at any of our hideouts. Why?”
Days of crawling in dirty streets, injured with no support, hopeful gazes directed at crowds expecting to see a familiar face. Ryouta doesn’t wish to relive those days where he has truly been scared; scared of having failed, or having being left behind like a rag doll.
Shougo’s smirk vanishes, but his eyes are still burning with something akin to disdain and, dare he say, weariness.
“Shuuzou pays well, and he feeds us. I just have to fight. I don’t see why I shouldn’t stay.”
He lowers his hand, and holds the handle out to Ryouta. The latter takes it, silently, and stares at him. Shougo grins.
“See ya later, Ryouta.”
He brushes past Ryouta, waving his hand in farewell, and Ryouta swallows back the feeling of dread he’s been overwhelmed with for the past hours.
Everything’s alright.
Re: FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, T
Re: FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, T
Re: FILL: Team Himuro Tatsuya/Nijimura Shuuzou, T