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SASO Referees ([personal profile] referees) wrote in [community profile] sportsanime2016-07-21 08:53 pm
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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]
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  • Replace RATING with the rating of your fill (G - E)
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  • 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.
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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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catlarks: (SASO: heart)

FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA, T

[personal profile] catlarks 2016-08-04 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
tags: (mentions of) drowning (not depicted), hydrophobia, supernatural elements; monster AU, Nozomi is a human, Umi is a mermaid
Ship: Sonoda Umi/Toujou Nozomi (love live)
Word Count: 863


There's a girl who comes to the beach sometimes, late at night when no one else is swimming. The moon rises high overhead, reflected shimmering in the water, and this strange girl walks down to the shore by its ethereal light alone. She sings as she walks: her voice is high and lilting, rising toward the heavens as it cries out with happiness, or diving lower into more secretive emotions, the subtle sort Umi hasn't learned how to place.

Umi keeps her own secrets, and often her own company.

The other mermaids in her pod are vain and pretty, preferring to stay far beneath the surface of the ocean and while the days away with gossip and glamours. Umi's magic was never much for that sort of artistry; she could never charm her hair into the sort of lovely curls that flow on the waves, or enchant her features into something other than they are. Her sisters swim to the surface only when ships pass by, singing to the sailors to see who can best charm the men to their deaths.

(Singing, Umi enjoys. Her voice resonates through the water when she raises it in song, deep and sonorous and echoing against her blood, the cadence of her melodies flowing along with the steady beating of her heart. Perhaps that's why she follows the girl on the beach — she hears her singing, and cannot resist the well-crafted tune.)

Umi comes back to watch the girl that she's glimpsed, over and over, fascinated by her habits.

She descends to the shore in a long, flowing shift, the sort of thin material she can easily pull over her head. Once she reaches the waterline she does so, shucking her clothes to stow upon the rocks before splashing into the shallows, pale and naked and laughing as the cold waves lap at her bare skin. Her giggles echo across the water, louder and louder until she gets used to the chill, until she's comfortable and her laughter dies away.

She's a strong swimmer, once she stops playing and puts force into a proper stroke. She swims until her body strains to move even one stretch further, swims back and forth along the shore, cutting lines across the waves. Once she's tired, she floats on her back, long, dark hair spreading about her like a tangle of seaweed.

Umi watches her behind rocks submerged in the water, ducks out of sight lest she reveal her existence.

She thinks she conceals herself, until the girl proves her wrong. One night when she's floating on her back, staring up at the starry night sky, she calls out to Umi: "You know, it isn't very nice to watch a girl in secret. Someone might start to think you're a creep!"

Umi sputters, softly in the darkness. The girl flips over, turning onto her front and spreading her arms in slow, steady strokes, just often enough to keep herself afloat. Her progress toward Umi is slow enough that Umi almost doesn't think to swim away.

"So who are you?" the girl asks. "When humans meet, we introduce ourselves."

"U-Umi," she manages to say, manners asserting themselves and demanding her response.

"Well, Umi," the girl says. "My name is Toujou Nozomi. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Then she smiles, a flash of white teeth like pearls shining out of the nighttime dark. "If we're out here together, the least you can do is swim with me."

"B-But I'm a monster," Umi splutters. "We drown humans. Or didn't you know that?"

Nozomi only looks at her, expression softening even as the look in her eyes sharpens with her appraisal. "Do you, now. So are you going to drown me, Umi? Are you going to push me beneath the water and drag me down where I can't breathe?"

Umi gasps, and huffs, crossing her arms before her chest. "Of course I won't. I barely know you."

"Is that how it works?" Nozomi asks. "Do you only drown the swimmers you care about? Pulling them beneath the ocean's waves, cradling them with your love until they stop breathing, and go cold?"

When she says it, shivers run down Umi's arms, shivers that have nothing to do with her cold-blooded biology. Her sisters hardly love the men they lure into the water, laughing carelessly over their blue faces and lovestruck looks. A mermaid's seduction has nothing to do with love.

"I've never drowned anyone in my life," Umi says.

"You must not have lived very long," Nozomi concludes. "But... Have you ever loved someone?"

Umi looks away, flushing violet beneath the scales on her face. Nozomi laughs. Umi expects it to sting, but there's no sharpness to it — just a warmth that bubbles up from her, harmless as seafoam. Slowly, Umi's gaze pulls back toward her, drawn in by the natural warmth that's present in every move Nozomi makes.

"I haven't," Umi whispers, barely above her breath.

"There's no time like the present to start," Nozomi suggests, and laughs, the sound soft like moonlight.

When she says it, with so much gentleness it almost hurts to hear, Umi supposes she might believe it.