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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 KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU
Fandom: haikyuu
Major tags: implied character death
Other tags: none
Prompt:
kageyama in the ruins with a megaphone hacking gun.
Fill: Team Grandstand, M
Fandom: haikyuu!!
Major tags: mild violence, mild injury to hands, mild injury, blood, danganronpa-typical promble content but not really
Other tags: supernatural elements, horror
Word count: 1313
it's 4.30am and i regret not being able to post this at 4.20am to reflect my life being on fire (BLAAAAAZE). can you believe i couldn't come out for p2 or dialovers but am somehow here for drae. anyway, oikawa's talent is shsl occult expert/xenoarchaeologist, he sometimes shares his body with FHQ!Oikawa, whom he summons by... crushing his spectacles in his hands, screams. i've probably made up too much nonsense about this. kageyama is a very good boy. so is oikawa. i don't know how i got here, this is not great, and i'm probably sorry
***
It has become a habit, after battles, for Tobio to kneel before Tooru, tweezers in hand, and tenderly examine his palms for stubborn shards of embedded glass. Tobio, unlike Tooru, has perfect eyesight, as well as the desire to scrupulously survey the bloody landscape of Tooru’s hands and clean them up, time and time again.
Tooru, on the other hand, knows from years of experience that the next time he transforms, fresh fragments will find their way into his hands when he crushes his spectacles between his fists to enact the summoning ritual for the Grand King. The Grand King’s regeneration powers expel most of the glass, and Tooru is certain that what remains won’t kill him, since he’s sure that the Grand King wishes for continued access to his human vessel.
So it’s a pointless task, but Tobio insists on doing it, and Tooru now lets him. These days they sit in a comfortable silence, and Tobio’s hands are so quick and assured that Tooru rarely has to bite back a grimace. It’s a wonder how much they’ve progressed, considering the circumstances of their meeting, and, later, how Tooru had reacted when Tobio first offered to help clean his hands up. Tobio still has the scars on his left cheek – a faint cascade of parallel lines that can barely be seen unless you look for them. The injury had healed quickly – so quickly that Tooru sometimes wonders if Tobio has some sort of regenerative powers as well – and Tobio had never made a big deal about it, but now, sitting so close to Tobio whilst he frowns at the hands that injured him, Tooru finds his thoughts drifting to the early days of his partnership with Tobio.
--
They first met at an abandoned hospital, Tobio crash-landing onto the roof whilst Tooru lay in wait. There was a distinct metallic tang pressing through the air, alerting Tooru to the impending arrival of monobears, but the faster-approaching scent of Iwa-chan had cut a straight path right through to Tooru’s nose. He had traced the scent to the sky above and flinched when the glare of the spaceship above momentarily blinded him, causing him to stumble backwards. The next thing he kned, he’d hit his head on something, and the next time he regained consciousness he found himself kneeling over an extremely bewildered boy who was reaching out and patting his head roughly.
“Where did your horns go?”
“What about your manners?” Tooru retorted as he smacked the boy’s hands away and got up, reaching into his pocket for new glasses with one hand whilst dusting himself off with the other. The boy mumbled, “Sorry,” before standing up as well and retrieving the megaphone a few metres away. When Tooru got a whiff of the megaphone, he rushed towards the boy and backed him into a wall.
“What? What is it?”
“That megaphone, it’s a gun, isn’t it? You got it from someone, a grumpy-looking guy with spiky hair, didn’t you? Where is he now?”
“We just had this conversation a minute ago. What’s going on?”
“The first thing you said was ‘What happened to your horns?’ wasn’t it? Can’t you figure it out? That you didn’t have that conversation with me? Okay, you’re a little slow, so I’ll move things along for now. Let’s have introductions again. I’m Oikawa Tooru. And you must be Kageyama Tobio, right?”
Tooru had decided then, right as Tobio released a perfectly aimed shot right into the eye of a bloodthirsty monobear behind them before turning back to Tooru for introductions, that he was determined to dislike Tobio-chan for the duration of their unfortunate partnership. It was insulting that this insignificant child carried the fate of Hajime on his shoulders. Besides, who could possibly receive a weird gun and be using it perfectly only hours later? Despite the Servant’s promises, for all Tooru knew, Tobio-chan could be a spy leading Tooru on to certain doom. A really good spy who’s excellent at faking dumb, Tooru thought, as Tobio-chan fumbled with the megaphone and released a break shot into his own face.
--
As the days passed, Tooru came to realise that Tobio, whilst a little naïve, had his heart in the right place, and though he was quite clearly a natural at using the hacking gun and navigating himself through danger, he still had his moments of indiscretion. They were few and far between, but they still obliged Tooru to call upon the Grand King’s services and come out with his hands covered in blood.
Still, good as Tobio was at the game, Tooru thought he was going a little too slowly. So slowly that Tooru’s nightmares that Hajime would be dead by the time they got to him had started to increase in frequency and length, gaining more depth and a hold on his imagination than before.
One day, after a particularly bad nightmare, Tooru had caught Tobio staring at Tooru’s hands more blatantly than usual. It felt like it’d been weeks since Tooru had slept well; since Tooru had had confirmation that Hajime was doing well.
Tooru had stepped on Tobio’s foot, and put on his sweetest smile as he asked, “And what are you looking at?” whilst grinding his shoe down hard.
“The glass in your hands. Does it ever… Oikawa-san, do you ever remove it?”
“What does it look like to you, Tobio-chan?”
“I… well, you always bandage your hands immediately after fights, so I guess… not.”
“Well done, Tobio-chan.” He’d turned away, but Tobio had taken hold of his right hand was examining it through a magnifying glass.
“Oikawa-san, would you mind… Could I help you?”
Now, at a distance, Tooru can’t quite remember what went through his mind then when Tobio had offered to help him, but he feels the burn of shame at the memory of what he did in response. In his memory, Tobio had stared at him, wide-eyed, as he raised his right hand to Tobio’s cheek. He’d cupped it, then dragged his hand across, slowly and deliberately, the glass in his hand tracing red lines across Tobio’s face.
“You can help by being more careful, so I don't have to keep bailing you out like this.” As he walked away, he realised that Tobio hadn’t even flinched.
--
It’s the sudden rush of shame that leads Tooru to lift his right hand to Tobio’s left cheek, now, as Tobio starts to bandage Tooru’s left. Tooru lets his hand hover in the air beside Tobio, but before he can let it fall limply to his side, Tobio briefly presses his cheek against Tooru’s knuckles, so lightly that Tooru thinks he might have imagined it.
“It’s okay, Oikawa-san.”
Tooru reaches out and brushes his thumb against Tobio’s cheek. It’s unexpectedly smooth.
“I should apologise anyway. I was taking it out on you.”
“Maybe you were, but I think I understand why. And it doesn’t matter anymore anyway.
“We cleaned up this city. Together. You helped me when you didn’t want to. You continued even when you had a choice. And you’re still helping me now, even though you could choose to go back to Iwaizumi-san and Seijou Foundation any time.”
Tooru laughs at this, Tobio’s naïve logic so simple and pure that it could make his heart burst – with fondness, now, not irritation.
His laughter stops when his hair stands on end as Tobio fires several shots behind him in quick succession. “They have good timing, don’t they,” mutters Tobio as he finishes off Tooru’s bandage before grabbing Tooru’s hand and running with him to a better vantage point.
“I’ll protect you, Oikawa-san,” Tobio promises, as Tooru rolls his eyes and reaches into his pocket for a pair of spectacles. “How could I let my adorable partner get crushed to death by ugly bears?
“Of course I’ll cover you.”