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

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!

Comments

FILL: TEAM KOZUME KENMA/KUROO TETSUROU, G

[hapaxlegomenon]

Remix of THIS fill by kiyala. Blanket permission granted.

Words: 439
Tags: Referenced character death, general supernatural/supermechanical elements

When she loses her pilots, Antler Star falls.

She tries to protect them, guiding their hands to the correct tools, pushing her shields just that little bit further, but she can’t. She feels every rent in her hull, every crack in her skeleton, but none nearly as strong as the sudden, abrupt loss of her Junta.

Her Hajime keens across the broken drift, loud and wordless in his distress, and she cries out with him, and she falls apart.

She keeps her Junta close, though, cradling him as best she can in the broken chassis of her arm, and she waits for them to find him. And they do; she knows them, she knows Ursa Breaker’s Tadokoro, who loves her pilots as much as she does, and she willingly surrenders her Junta to his care, wrapped up in a canvas and carried tenderly in the belly of a helicopter.

Her parts are scattered all across the continental shelf and the hollowed husks of tiny wartorn islets, and though her heart and the largest part of her body are retrieved in short order, it takes weeks and months for the scattered pieces to be collected and returned to Tokyo. Some never do, mired in the Pacific seafloor, kept safe and occupied by hundreds of tiny crawling and swimming things.

She still feels her Junta, in the whispers of the drift, feels him marvel over the fishes and thrum in the junkpiles of the Shatterdome and yearn for their Hajime.

Her Hajime isn’t okay, she knows, and she yearns just as much as her Junta does, but she’s nothing more than scrap, now, and her Hajime is no longer a pilot.

She can’t feel him in the drift.

Her parts are cleaned and redistributed and reused, and she carries pieces of her Junta into every new Jaeger she bonds to, but she never feels her Hajime.

That is, until one day, when she’s being reworked into a broken shell of a Jaeger, joining her spirit with the broken Jaeger’s, twining together new parts and old, and the she feels her Hajime.

His hands are rough but gentle and they move with precision, slotting and welding and screwing parts into place. He is warm and familiar and the little piece of her Junta swells towards him. Her Hajime doesn’t recognize the piece of her heart in his hands, and why would he -- she kept her heart safe, secret, even from her pilots. And he doesn’t know, when he slides the piece into place and moves along to the next job, but Antler Star feels him, sees him safe, and she is content.