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Bonus Round 4: Official Art
Bonus Round 4: Official Art
This round is CLOSED. Late fills can be posted, but they won't receive points.
Memorable canon moments, bizarre omakes, tantalizing magazine spreads—this is the round to explore them all. Bring out your screencaps, promotional art, and manga pages, and let's talk about what really happened.
Please read the rules carefully before posting!
RULES
- Submit prompts in the form of a canon screencap from one of our nominated fandoms along with a ship. Screencaps can be from an anime or manga, as well as any other kind of offshoot media, e.g. official art, drama CD covers, light novel illustrations, magazine covers, and/or caps from games. Doujinshi, fan-made games or any other fan-created work should not be prompted, even if you receive permission. Only prompt screencaps that are taken from a piece of canon media.
- Keep your prompt concise. Don't prompt a whole manga chapter, for example.
- Upload the cap somewhere (imgur works well) and post here with the images themselves or a link to them.
- Your prompt MUST include some kind of relationship. Platonic relationships are indicated by an "&" between the names (e.g., Riko & Momoi). Non-platonic relationships use "/" (e.g., Riko/Momoi). Please don't say "Any pairing," either!
- Fill prompts by leaving a responding comment to the prompt with your newly-created work inspired by the cap.
- Fills can be directly connected to the cap, e.g. panel redraws or writing fic that fleshes out the moment that was capped or that fleshes out what happened directly before/after, but fills can also be more indirectly linked. As long as the work is somehow inspired by the cap, it counts.
- 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]
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FILL: TEAM [YOUR SHIP], [RATING]
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FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, [RATING]
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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 prompts/fills as you want!For prompts: 5 points each (maximum of 50 prompt points per team per round)
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!
[part 2/2]
Teshima mentally grumbles about the tight space of the vertical Jefferies tube leading up to the nacelle core. He swears it’s much tighter than Federation regulation calls for; but, then again, it isn’t quite a Federation ship. He silently curses the easy time Ensign Onoda must be having with it; Centaurians are typically smaller than your average human.
He’s been humming the whole time we’ve been climbing, Aoyagi confirms. It’s awful.
On the other hand, the only audio accompaniment Teshima has been treated to is the alternating whine of an uncalibrated prosthetic knee. It’s so quiet that you wouldn’t hear it unless you were listening for it. Kinjou has probably gotten so used to it that he tunes it out, but Teshima hears it loud and clear. The captain is way out of date on his regular maintenance.
I could have told you that, Aoyagi replies. He hasn’t been to Engineering about it in an age, and you know he never actually goes to the infirmary about it, like he’s supposed to.
If he keeps going the way he is, he’ll need a replacement in a few months, not just a tune up, Teshima thinks.
I think he should just let us get rid of the whole thing from the knee down, Aoyagi replies. We can replace the whole thing with a prosthetic. Maybe something he’ll really like. Like a phaser rifle for a peg leg.
The mental image Aoyagi thinks up is too much for Teshima and he has to stop climbing for a moment to collect himself. He can’t help the laugh the bubbles up.
“Something amusing, Lieutenant?” Kinjou asks.
Teshima tries to compose himself. “No, sir. Sorry.”
Kinjou hums at this. He knows Kinjou won’t pry.
Teshima coughs. “I was just noticing your knee, sir.”
“My… Oh, of course.” Kinjou shrugs, though it’s easier said than done in the confined space. “Engineering has been busy the past few weeks. I didn’t want to bother anyone.”
“I believe we have a medical staff for this purpose,” Teshima mutters, without thinking.
To Teshima’s relief, Kinjou laughs. “Tadokoro and I have an agreement. I dislike being trapped in the infirmary for any reason, so as long as I keep up regular maintenance on it, I can stay out of sickbay for it.”
“So, how’s that working out for you, then?”
“What Tadokoro doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”
Teshima can’t help but laugh at this. “Your secret’s safe with me. I’ll tune it up for you when we’re not stuck in here.”
Kinjou is about to say something when the ship lurches around them. Kinjou is the first to hit his comm badge. “Kinjou to Kanzaki. Report.”
“We have a bit of a problem, Captain,” Kanzaki says. “Remember in the initial briefing, I mentioned that the ship' position in the fissure shouldn't cause problems, but as long as we didn’t have any geological disturbances?"
Kinjou doesn’t answer for a beat. “Yes?”
“Well… We have a bit of a problem.”
The ship lurches, and their ears are filled with the sound of straining metal.
"What do we do, Miki?" Kinjou asks.
“Just sit tight for know and we’ll –”
The rest of the sentence is cut off with loud groan and a lurch from the ship worse than before. Teshima wraps his arms around the rungs of the ladder and tries to hold himself steady. “Hold on!”
When the dust settles, Teshima is disoriented in more ways than one. He knows that he has several bumps and bruises, but the only thing he feels with certainty is the feeling of complete and utter silence.
"Aoyagi?" he groans.
"Just me," a voice comes, slightly strained, and it takes Teshima a moment to connect it to the captain.
"Captain," he whispers. "The telepathic inhibitor."
"Back on?" Kinjou asks.
Teshima struggles to nod. "It must have. Somehow it reconnected," he manages to say through the feeling of his brain burning in his skull.
"We'll deal with that when we can," Kinjou says. "For right now, I need you focused, Lieutenant. Can you do that?"
Teshima forces his eyes open. There's a soft orange glow of the emergency light strip, running the length of the the Jefferies tube. At least that wasn't knocked out.
The next thing Teshima notices is that he's lying roughly flat on the ladder. Previously, the Jefferies tube had been going upwards at something slightly steeper than a 45 degree angle. That means the ship definitely tilted when it fell, and now it's lying more or less on it's side. Possibly leaning on the nacelle they're in. He things for a moment what angle that would put Aoyagi's nacelle at. Likely completely vertical, if it hasn't broken or collapsed entirely.
Teshima realises that he's hugging the ladder for dear life, the metal pressing welts into his forearms.
“Lieutenant,” Kinjou barks.
Teshima takes a deep breath of stale air. “Aye, sir. What can I do for you?”
“My leg is caught,” Kinjou says.
Teshima pushes himself up, and tries to look behind himself in the cramped space. He sees Kinjou right behind him, and just past that he can see that part of the Jefferies tube has buckled.
Teshima nods. “Okay. I’m going to climb ahead and see if I can get to the main nacelle bay. There should be room to turn around there, so I can help.”
Teshima can hear the pain in Kinjou’s voice. “Take you time.”
Luckily, the way to the bay is more or less intact. There’s some strained seams that would give Teshima cause for concern, but as things stand he has no time to worry about it. He turns around and starts climbing back down, face first. He knows that the whole thing is level now, so distinctions like “down” don’t mean much, but his mental orientation of the space has already firmly set in place up and down in this space, and now he has to fight the irrational feeling that gravity is going to pull him face down through the rest of the tube.
He gets to Kinjou and takes a closer look at his caught leg. There is a tangle of cables spilling out from the tube, but otherwise nothing heavier. It looks like whatever caused the initial buckling isn’t resting it’s full weight onto Kinjou, which bodes well for both of them.
“If I can raise it a bit, do you think you can crawl free?” Teshima asks.
“I will give it my best try.”
It’s difficult to get the leverage to pull up on the debris. Teshima has to climb over Kinjou and get footing that does interfere with Kinjou’s escape path. Teshima wishes that being a Miradorn meant super-human strength, but sadly their race is fairly average.
Teshima doesn’t bother counting to three or anything else when he pulls up. He just does it and Kinjou takes the hint. Kinjou barely manages to pull himself free before Teshima can’t pull upwards on the broken tube anymore. Teshima lets go with a yelp, not bothering to look at his hands to see the cuts and welts he’s earned.
"Can you make it to the bay?" Teshima asks.
Kinjou grunts. "I'm working on it."
It's a slow trip back up the shaft, but once their in the bay, they at least have space to work with. Teshima looks at Kinjou's leg. It's definitely broken, just below the prosthetic knee.
"I hope you paid attention in your field medic courses in the Academy," Kinjou says.
Teshima nods. "I need to set it. Do you want a three count?"
"No, that just makes it worse."
Teshima nods. Half of his brain is still screaming at the lack of his psychic connection. He needs a distraction and he knows Kinjou does too. "Aoyagi and I were just discussing this leg," he says, bracing one hand behind the knee and the other a bit lower, below the break.
Kinjou grimaces. “Is that a normal topic of conversation?”
“We were just saying how how should go full prosthetic below the knee,” Teshima says. “So, what I’m saying is, if I mess up, we have a backup plan.”
“I feel quite fortunate,” Kinjou says. “What do you have in mind for me then?”
“Aoyagi was thinking a peg leg,” Teshima says. “Like an old Earth pirate.”
“Do Miradorn’s not have their own pirates?” Kinjou asks.
“Not ones with peg legs, as far as I know,” Teshima says.
“Well, then I –” Kinjou is cut off abruptly but Teshima choosing that moment to snap his leg back into place. Kinjou bites down a scream. “That was particularly unkind, Lieutenant.”
“You said giving you warning only makes it worse,” Teshima points out.
Kinjou grimaces. “You’re an awful doctor.”
Teshima tears off the sleeve of his engineering jumpsuit to wrap around the leg. There’s nothing sturdy enough to make a proper splint with – at least nothing that isn’t bolted down – so he hopes the cloth will be enough.
“So, how are you?” Kinjou asks.
“None of my legs are broken,” Teshima replies.
Kinjou hums. “My understanding is that twinned Miradorns can’t be apart for long.”
Teshima shakes his head. “That’s not true. Aoyagi and I spent our first assignments apart. Nearly a year. It wasn’t easy, but…”
Kinjou nods. “I know,” he says. “I didn’t request the two of you until I knew that you could operate independently.”
Teshima’s head whips up at that. “Requested us?”
“Of course,” Kinjou says. “It’s not unusual for the command officer that petitioned a cadet’s entry to eventually request them to serve on their ship.”
Teshima processes this for a bit. With Miradorns not being a member species of the Federation, Aoyagi and he had quite a time trying to get someone to petition their entry. They thought they had struck gold with Tadokoro. It was only later that Teshima realized that Tadokoro’s rank wasn’t technically high enough to petition entry. He figured Tadokoro must have gotten someone to petition on their behalf, but.
“I didn’t…” Teshima isn’t sure what to say to this. “But if you know we can work well enough alone, why are you asking if I’m okay?”
“This is different,” Kinjou says. “Isn’t it?”
Teshima hesitates, but eventually nods. “It’s one thing not to sense him. But when he was on a different assignment, I at least knew he was… okay.”
“Are the two of you actually twins?” Kinjou asks.
Teshima is a bit thrown off by the question, but shakes his head. “All Miradorn twins are twinned, but not all twinned Miradorns are twins, if that makes sense.”
“Are you siblings then?” Kinjou continues. “If not, how did the two of you come to be twinned?”
“I…” Teshima frowns. He realizes what Kinjou is doing. “You’re distracting me.”
“I’m genuinely interested,” Kinjou says. “Despite also trying to distract you.”
Teshima sighs. “Why did you request us? Was it just because Tadokoro insisted?”
“Partially,” Kinjou admits. “I thought you had potential.”
“Both of us, as a unit?” Teshima asks. “Or just one of us?”
Kinjou hums, considering. “I could go into a performance review, I suppose. Probe you for questions about your interest in command, because I know you are. Hint that only one person can sit in a captain’s chair and other harsh truths… But to be honest with you, I’m in quite a bit of pain and I’d like to talk about something else.”
Teshima laughs despite himself. “Alright, fine. The first thing you need to know about Miradorns is that we have to twin before we reach ten, or else we’ll never be able to do it. That’s why most twinned Miradorns are closely related, but…”
It’s a few hours before Teshima hears movement in the Jefferies tube. At first, he assumes the worst; the the whole thing is collapsing in, but then he senses it.
“Aoyagi!” he shouts, but thinks it just as loudly.
Teshima! comes the mental reply.
Kinjou sits up in interest, peering down the tube.
You’re okay? Teshima asks.
I’m fine, Aoyagi thinks. We’re digging you out. Apparently escaping collapsed nacelles is another thing they teach you on Alpha Centauri.
Teshima laughs, covering his face.
“I take it we’re getting rescued?” Kinjou asks.
Teshima nods. “I think we’ll be fine.”