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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]
  • 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!
catlarks: (SASO: Cards)

Fill: Team Miyuki Kazuya/Miyuki Kazuya, G

[personal profile] catlarks 2016-08-04 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Tags: none
Ship: Shindou Hikaru/Touya Akira
Word Count: 754



The boy appears out of the sky in a blaze of fire and a whirl of shredding wind, pressing the grass flat to the ground in a wide circle surrounding where he stands. The rest of the courtiers on the lawn stop and stare, taking in the foreign sight with old, wary eyes.

But they are all used to mages, and the presence of a transportation locus on the green is nothing new.

Talk resumes, a soft murmur of voices that surround Akira in a rush, a rumbling of interest over who the new magister might be. Akira alone is still and silent, because he knows what the others do not: this boy has not been invited to the summer palace.

But Akira is nothing if not courteous; manners have long been impressed into him through his father's patient teachings.

"May I help you?" Akira asks.

He steps forward to meet the foreign mage, but the boy steps back, eyes wide with alarm. Akira pauses, one hand outstretched, the tip of his tongue pressed to the back of his teeth and tucking away words he hesitates to speak.

"Who are you?" the boy demands.

Akira flinches back, a frown beginning to form on his face before he sweeps it away. Perhaps the boy is a foreign mage. Not everyone need recognize Akira on sight, never mind that he is prince and heir to the Northern Kingdom.

"Akira," he says instead. "Touya Akira."

A look passes over the boys face, but it isn't one of recognition. His expression contorts and shifts, moving as if beneath great internal turmoil -- as if he's struggling with himself, or holding a conversation inside his head.

"You're a mage," he says at last, blurting it out in disbelief.

"Of course I am," Akira says, cracking a smile. "Aren't you?"

The boy blinks, and then laughs, and just doesn't stop laughing. His shoulders shake with his mirth, hard enough to double him over. When he gains his breath, he's bent over still, staring up at Akira and red in the face.

"Me? No, of course not! Or, what, I just wave my hands and magic appears, is that what mages do all day?"

Akira immediately flushes red, biting back anger at the disrespect toward his learning. But the boy continues, leaving him no room to leverage his ire.

"I guess not," the boy says, like he's completing a thought heard only in his head. "But I could wave my hands, right? I got myself here, didn't I... I wonder what else I could do?"

"Well," Akira says, tight-lipped and straining. "There is one way to find out."

"What's that?" the boy asks.

"Face me in a duel," Akira declares, with a thin, cold slice of a smile. "If it's so easy."

He knows it's petty, and childish, and unkind, but a very large part of him wants to knock this upstart boy on his rear with a sheer display of force. He expects refusal; to his surprise, the boy breaks out in a grin.

"I'd like that. You'll really show me what you can do?"

Akira bites his tongue, but he cannot go back on his word. "I will. It'll only be an exhibition match, of course. A fair demonstration of strength."

"Okay," the boy says, then: "Alright. Tell me when to begin."

Akira assumes his stance, arms spread and one hand held aloft, beckoning toward his challenger with a quick flick of his fingers. "Begin."

For a self-proclaimed novice, the boy is fast. He flies at Akira in a flurry of fire and wind, a rush of flames that heat Akira's face. He throws up his shields and flows forward with a tide of rushing water, pushing his opponent back. The boy's head disappears beneath the onslaught of the wave, blond head dunked under a wash of blue. He comes up spitting and fighting, leveling Akira with a blast of fire that flings him across the field.

He's momentarily winded, too stunned to get up.

When his vision clears, the boy is standing over him, wearing a look of concern than quickly morphs into a grin. "So how'd I do? Pretty great, huh?"

The last person who'd overcome Akira in such a way was his father. He cannot remember a time before that.

"It was better than I expected," he admits, then: "What's your name?"

"Hikaru. Shindou Hikaru." He flashes a grin, white teeth winking in a flushed, youthful face. "Maybe I'll spend some time on magic after all."