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Bonus Bonus Round: Encore
Bonus Bonus Round: Encore
SASO 2015 is over, but this round is perpetually open to new fills (no new prompts).
This is your last chance to get fills for unloved prompts from all previous rounds. Let's party!
(Pay attention to the prompt format this round, located below; it's different from previous rounds. Don't forget about the "Recs" bonus round either!)
This round ends at 7PM on August 22 EDT. Countdown Timer.
RULES
- NO NEW PROMPTS ALLOWED. It has to be a repost from a previous bonus round.
- You can repeat any previous bonus round prompt, whether it received fill(s) or not.
- You can repeat your own prompts.
- One prompt per post, post as many times as you want.
- If you're posting a prompt that's not yours originally, please check the toplevels to avoid posting repeats.
- Fills work the same way as every other round: don't fill your own or your teammates' prompts, including old reposted prompts. It works like this:
- Your teammate posts a prompt that was originally posted by a different team? You can fill that.
- Someone else posts a prompt originally created by you or your teammate? You cannot fill that.
- You post a prompt originally posted by another team? You can't fill that either.
- 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]
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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!
PROMPT: TEAM FUKUTOMI JUICHI/KINJOU SHINGO
Originally posted HERE by
I feel sorta bad posting image prompts this round since they're so huge compared to prompts from OTHER rounds but listen: this is important. Hiruma and Nozomi need to meet.
FILL: Team Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, T
941 words
"The next card you're going to pull is a two of hearts," the woman says.
She's pulled herself comfortably forward on her seat, both her elbows and her sizeable breasts resting on the table. Hiruma is unimpressed.
"If you're card counting, you're doing a shitty job of hiding it," he tells her.
"I don't need to count." She smiles at him, a slow and impish thing. "I have an affinity with cards, you see. They talk to me."
Hiruma rolls his eyes. "You're not the first shitty psychic I've had at my table." He fingers the small red button on the underside of his casino table, but doesn't push it. He never pushes it. He can cheat better than any player he's ever met.
"Hit me," she says.
He pulls the next card from the deck with a smooth, practiced flick of his long fingers, flicks it towards her so it whirls like a top before stopping in front of the rest of her hand.
Two of hearts.
"Be careful with that next card," she says, tucking her card into place beside the eight and queen of hearts already in her hand. "It's not what you think."
Hiruma grins at her, all teeth, and draws.
His eyes widen when the card lands face-up. Staring up at him from the table is a hollow-eyed skeleton on a white horse, carrying a banner emblazoned with a white rose. Children and women beg for mercy at his feet. DEATH, the card proclaims.
In the next instant his face has collapsed back into a glare. He meets her gaze and finds her smiling, serene.
"What do you want," he growls, quietly so the microphones won't catch it. "Who sent you." His hand reaches below the table again, but this time for a gun. His mind starts racing for potential accomplices, exits, defensible positions.
"I'm not threatening you," the woman says. She hasn't moved, and her relaxed self-satisfaction grates on Hiruma's nerves. "Quite the opposite, actually. I was just showing you what you are."
He can't see anyone else watching the table, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have backup. "You're shitty at flirting," he snaps, "in case nobody ever told you that before. Besides, I'm not interested."
"You know what the Death card really symbolizes, don't you?" she asks, still calm. "It means the end of a cycle. It's a crucible of trials to purify the will. Spiritual rebirth."
Hiruma snorts.
The woman raises an eyebrow. "I told you every card before you drew it, didn't I? In my hand is the queen of hearts, the three of hearts, and the six of hearts. And you," she gestures across the table, "have the two of spades, jack of spades, and Death. I was doing a reading for you."
She reaches out and taps the cards in his hand. "You drew the swords arcana because you're driven by intellect and ambition. The two of spades is a stalemate—you've ended up trapped and can't easily see the way out. The jack of spades is what you think you are. Endless possibility, a man led by his own logic. But death," she presses the pad of her index finger to the grinning skull, "that's what you really are." Her voice softens. "I've been looking for a partner like you."
Hiruma settles back, his fingers loosening on the grip of his gun without releasing it. "I'll give you credit," he says. "You put on a good show."
Her right cheek dimples when she smiles and means it, he notes. "You don't have to come with me," she says, "but I've taken care of your debt with the casino higher-ups. They were...difficult to negotiate with, but I can be very convincing." Her smile is wider this time, and the dimple disappears.
"You're lying," Hiruma says flatly.
She pouts. "Have I lied to you yet?"
"That doesn't mean shit."
"I'd have no use for a partner with someone on his tail," she points out. "Then they'd be after me, too."
"You can't just—"
"I don't expect you to believe me, anyway," the woman interrupts him. "So I'm going to leave now. If you'd like to join me, I'll be waiting for you outside in my car."
She slips off the stool and swings her purse over her shoulder. She's got an amazing body, and she knows how to use it to her advantage. Hiruma admires her for that, the way he'd admire anyone who's honed every aspect of themselves into something that can be used towards their gain. Takes one to know one, after all.
"What about the cards you drew for yourself?" Hiruma calls after her.
To his surprise, her cheeks tinge pink. "You can count cards too, can't you?" is all she says before she leaves.
--
Hiruma stays through the rest of his shift, just to be contrary. After he finishes his last game of the night, he glances at the back halls that he'd normally take back to the small room he stays in.
He doesn't go that way. Instead, he walks off the casino floor, through the marble atrium and the grand front doors. He walks slowly, so that anyone could stop him if they wished. No one does.
Outside, the first rays of sunlight make him squint. When his vision clears he sees a sleek black Cadillac purring by the curb.
"I liked that job, you know," Hiruma says as he slides into the passenger's seat beside her.
Nozomi smiles and doesn't bother calling him on the lie. "You'll like this one even more," she says as the casino fades into the distance behind them.
[ and then nozomi and hiruma become the most-badass, least-straight secret agents the world has ever seen, and wingman for each other at bars. the end. thanks a lot, I ship them diamonds super hard now. You can puzzle out Nozomi's reading for herself here. ]
FILL: Team Akashi Seijuurou/Nijimura Shuuzou, G
i don't know love live i don't know what this prompt is suppose to mean i don't how to draw nice things orz