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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!
PROMPT: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Prompt:
Oikawa in the car with an upside down map.
FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G
Fandom: haikyuu
Major tags: none
Other tags: future fic
Word count: 611
this was such a funny prompt and then I got sentimental... sorry.
***
“Do you know where we’re going, Oikawa-san.”
“It’s not an adventure if I just tell you,” Oikawa huffs as he turns the map away from Kageyama. The yellow summer sun is like a warm weight upon their shoulders, and even with all the car windows rolled down and the wind whipping lightly through their hair, they’re both sweating in the late afternoon air; Oikawa’s damp bangs are pinned up with twin silver hairclips and his light blue tshirt sticks wetly to his collarbones, and he looks faintly ridiculous. “How about you trust your older and wiser senpai a little, Tobio-chan.”
Kageyama doesn’t take his eyes off the road. He’s a very careful driver. “I think your map is upside down,” he blurts out instead. “But I do, Oikawa-san. Trust you,” Kageyama adds, and now he does look over briefly, and his blue eyes are piercing in the golden light. “I trust you.”
They’re supposed to be taking the highway from Miyagi to Tokyo, following the white line that maps the curve along the coast to the dorm where their names are stacked together, waiting for them to settle in with the newly reformed National Team. It’s a little more than a year out to Los Angeles 2028, and while this was not their first trip together, two boys from the green hills of home to the sprawling city with its high-rise stadiums, and then back again during the summer lulls, it’s certainly the first trip where Oikawa had not just set his phone to guide them and fallen asleep to the k-pop power ballads he always insisted on listening to while Kageyama drives.
(“How can you listen to that awful music for hours while he just sleeps through it,” Yamaguchi had laughed at him once over coffee, during one of the reunions they always have for him when he visits home.
“Because he never sleeps that peacefully at any other time,” Kageyama had replied quietly.)
“Next exit, Tobio-chan! This one!” Oikawa points at the map and then at the quickly approaching exit sign. He’s leaning forward in his excitement and the sweat glows on his forehead. “I know exactly where we’re going. I always do.”
“Yes, Oikawa-san,” Kageyama just says, because despite everything that has happened between the two of them, Oikawa somehow always did.
The exit takes them onto a side road that quickly turns into a local road, unpaved and bumpy with gravel and packed dirt, and Kageyama meticulously drives through it all as Oikawa navigates him, focused and quick fingers directing like they’re on the court of their final losing match, and not just trying to avoid the sandy patches that have started to crunch under the wheels.
“See, an adventure, Tobio-chan,” Oikawa breathes happily as they stop at a sandy overlook that spills out over the sea. They go out to stretch their legs, and it’s like walking into a painting; the sun is already moving against the horizon, and the clouds are lofting brilliant in purple and red and that pale orange that feels like something warm squeezing inside of your lungs. “I thought you might have needed a little bit of one in your boring, dull, volleyball only life.”
“You have a boring, dull, volleyball only life, too, Oikawa-san,” Kageyama points out. The sand shifts under his sneakers and he feels all kinds of unsteady.
But Oikawa has already walked ahead and if he hears him, he makes no sign, and all Kageyama can do is watch as Oikawa runs a hand through his sweaty hair, and scuff one shoe in the grass that grows green and fragrant by the roadside; looking out, looking ahead.
Re: FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, G