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Bonus Round 1: AUs
SASO 2017 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).
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 an alternate universe idea, along with a ship from one of our nominated fandoms. There's a comment template below for your convenience.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. (This is not the sports anime gen olympics.) Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Izumi & Sakaeguchi). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Izumi/Sakaeguchi). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- An AU can be a canon divergence, e.g. "what if [character] was the Team Captain instead of the canon captain character?", or a completely different setting altogether, e.g., pop idol AU, coffee shop AU, superheroes AU, etc.
- Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work.
- 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)
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 EYESHIELD 21, T
Other Tags: Offscreen violence, Discrimination, Foul Language
Word Count: 805
half of this is exposition, uh but that's still 400 words of not-exposition? OTL***
Twenty years ago, there was excitement about the new planets; it was well-known fact that they were bleeding the Home Planet of its resources, consuming more than their arable land could support as the population exploded. When the population passed ten billion, the Migration began.
Hundreds of thousands of people were shipped off the Home Planet, boxed and frozen like ready-meals. Start your new life, the commercials enticed, take hold of a new adventure on a new planet. Two years later and communication was lost; five years later and no one will ever forget the recording that leaked into the news.
Twenty seconds. It takes twenty seconds of footage, shot from the observation camera of the Red Pioneer of the desolate landscape, the trapped people begging for help-- they were starving, screaming and going mad. They were going mad, breaking into factions to fight over the few resources that remained. The bloodshed was abrupt and the camera disconnected.
The outside planets were death traps, and everyone knew it.
Companies went bankrupt, activists and politicians backpedaling as quickly as they had offered up the Migration plan in the first place. In ten years as much as one-tenth of the population will be in space, they had said.
Truth was, they didn't have a choice: the current population was draining the planet dry.
And then one fuckface had the brilliant idea to use the planets as jails for prisoners. Minor criminals were grafted into maintenance: one round of work on the transport ships, maintaining the 'droids and ensuring the criminals in cryo stayed that way. At the surface of the planet, jettison the criminals, deactivate the cryo, and fly away. If they could do that, they were allowed back onto the Home Planet. Easy enough.
Except, no. Don't fucking forget about the people they trap onto the planet of these forsaken planets. The average sentence of a criminal trapped on the surface of one of these planets is ten years. The public is very cheery and shit about using criminals to terraform these planets into something more useful.
Reality is: The supplies packed into the "new and improved" cryo chambers are as follows: thirty days of food and water, one deflector shield, two complete pairs of standard self-repairing clothing, and one plasma knife.
The terraforming equipment that criminals are supposed to run? Are self-sufficient planet destroyers that will destabilize miles of ground at a time, and generate enough heat and force that any human nearby will be reduced to fertilizer in the more habitable surface.
Hiruma scoffs, dragging his scarf over his mouth and activating his deflector shield as the terraformers start working. Half a damn planet away, and it still whips up a rockstorm harsh enough to tear through flesh. He crouc hes over his prize, a long abandoned cryo chamber from some poor fuck before him. It's easy work to remove the remaining supplies, carefully tear out the camera system and other circuitry-- Hiruma's been doing it for weeks, ever since he realized he wasn't the only bastard they sent to Earth Sphere 21. The steel casing of the cryo pod is tempting, but too heavy for him to drag to where he needs to go.
If you want to stay alive for the duration of your sentence, you have to live on the land that has settled after the terraformers have ravaged it. It doesn't align well with having a permanent structure of any sort. Hiruma tucks the equipment into his cloak; he'll have enough to replace the cameras that were destroyed in the wake of the machines.
A beep from his wrist console draws his attention, and Hiruma transfers his camera to the hotspot on the planet just in time to see a fresh cryo pod crash into the surface.
Hiruma glances at the sun, and then sighs. Two fucking months, and the Home Planet bastards think the place is looking for a new resident to serve a sentence in isolation?
Despite himself, Hiruma switches views to see the cryo pod slide open, exposing the contents to the planet air. It takes two minutes for the gas to filter out completely and the front latch to completely disengage.
The man who emerges from the pod is tall, built on heavier lines than Hiruma. His dreadlocks are long and dark, and Hiruma finds himself fixating on how alive the man seems, so different from the rock and gravel of the land that surrounds them.
The newcomer moves away from the cryo pod without looting it first: a bizarre thing until Hiruma realizes he's getting closer and closer to the camera. The man tears the camera from the ground, snarls a single word that sends a chill through Hiruma's entire body, and then the feed dies.
TRASH
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I sincerely love your exposition so much, you do great worldbuilding in all of your AUs and I always really enjoy finding out the specifics of the setting and how that particular world works. All the details about the home planet and their prison / depopulation plans are fascinating, and then Hiruma comes into the picture and he's exactly as resourceful and calculating and grasping as I love him to be. I love him scavenging the pods and setting up cameras to watch everything he can because of COURSE he would.
And I love Agon immediately zeroing in on the camera the moment he's awake, IT FEELS LIKE THEY KNOW EACH OTHER, it feels like even more is going on beneath the surface than we see and I want to chew on all of it.
Thank you so much for this delightful gift (and I know you talked about wanting to do more with some of your fills after SASO so like— I would love to know what happens next, or even just talk about it sometime!!) your words are lovely and I enjoy them so much.
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I've been staring at this comment for ages, I have no idea how to respond OTL
I'm really happy you like the world building! These BRs are so nice in the sense that it's like "ONE SCENE COOL COOL" which is right up my alley, but then I start thinking about backstory and pretty much all of these would become long fic if I let them, so I end up doing massive exposition drops instead ^^; And I'm so fluttery that you're enjoying those details, and I have lots of thoughts about this AU and I'm super happy to share them with you but I'm going to hold off a bit until I play with a few more fills? :3
oh gosh, run on sentence, sorryThank you for your kind words! <3 <3 <3