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sportsfest2018-06-16 12:24 am
Remix Round
Welcome to the remix round! In this round, you’ll make remixes of other participants’ work!
Common remixes are podfics, fanfiction based on art, extended/divergent/different POV fics, and art, but feel free to make whatever creative remix you’d like!
This Round is officially CLOSED, but it is perpetually open for new fills.
The remix round open on June 16th, 2018 (12AM PT) and will close on August 28th, 2018 (11:59PM PT). (Almost the entire duration of the event!)
Rules
- Choose a fanwork created in a Bonus Round of SportsFest 2018 and make a remix of it!
- You cannot remix your teammates' works. You cannot remix your own works. You can remix fills that were created for your own prompts.
- Since all fills are based on previous works, there will be no prompts for this round. Simply post your fill as a comment on this post.
- You MUST have the creator’s permission to remix their fills. Check out the remix permissions post HERE.
- It’s also polite to message the original creator that you’ve remixed their fill.
Posting Fills
Minimums
Required Work Minimums:
400 words (prose)
400px by 400px (art)
Traditional art is also allowed with a good quality photo/scan
14 lines (poetry)
Playlists - 5 song minimum with artists. Link to either a video playlist, or each song separately. Be sure to warn for content in the music videos, and you may find linking to lyrics helpful. You may also write an explanation of why you chose each song.
Moodboards - 9 photo min, source all photos, and no fanart allowed (unless it's your own)
If you’d like to use a different medium, please contact the mods if you have any questions about minimum requirements.
There is no max work cap.
Format
FILL: [Your Team], [Rating]
- Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nickname or Official Name are both acceptable
- Replace [Rating] with the rating of your fill (G-E).
- Find the SportsFest guide to tagging, HERE.
Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses. Make sure that you use this format so that the bonus round scorer can count your remix!
NSFW Fills
All NSFW fills must be posted in the corresponding Remix Round post in the After Hours community. To join, click here.
After joining, you will be able to access the AfterHours Remix Round Post.
You may make NSFW remixes of a minor’s fill, but they MUST be posted on the AfterHours comm, and the minor will NOT be given access to read it. The minor must also give EXPLICIT permission that NSFW remixes of their fills are allowed (either by giving blanket permission, or by specifying it).
Scoring
20 points per fill for first (8n) fills (where n is the number of members on your team)
10 points for any additional fills
All scored content must be created new for this round.
Additional Information
A Tip: We all want SportsFest to be a fun and safe environment. If you notice someone has made a mistake in their required tagging, or any other html or rules related aspect of their comment, do let them know, message them privately rather than replying - if you reply, they can’t edit the comment! If you aren’t comfortable letting the commenter know directly, contact a mod and we will make sure they update the required tags.
You may find Icie's Bonus Round Database helpful in trying to find fills to remix!
If you have any questions, feel free to contact a mod.
FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 629
Remix Permission: sure!
Link to Original Fill: here
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When Atsumu drives, Osamu always sleeps in the passenger seat. He knows it’s maddening for Atsumu, not to have anyone to talk to, when it’s just them on a long empty highway speeding into a lonely morning. Two hours ago, he’d tickled Osamu to keep him awake. They had veered dangerously onto the road shoulder and Osamu had shouted at him, and in that moment it had dawned on him that since they parted ways, he had not shouted at Atsumu in person like this and in their mom’s banged-up hand-me-down Honda Civic, there are only so many places your voice can go.
The backseat is full of echoes. Some sweet as summer and caramel pudding, others, old scabs they’ve been picking at for years. Atsumu’s silence is louder than all of his words, but it suits Osamu fine. As far as he’s concerned, there’s nothing like the rhythm of a steady road and the familiar sound of Atsumu’s breathing to make him nod off.
He only opens his eyes when the car slows down. Atsumu is so rarely slow. They are approaching a winding road that leads to a bluff, and Atsumu comes to a screeching halt because he doesn’t know how to slow down quietly. He shakes Osamu, grinning too hard for Osamu to be mad at him for waking him up.
Look, Samu, look at that view—
Atsumu opens the door on his side of the car, and as he unbuckles his seat belt and steps out, a blast of fresh morning air hits Osamu. Years ago, their parents had brought them camping in the countryside; years ago, they had shared a tent and sat here, looking up at the sunrise. It is a smaller sun now, or perhaps they are bigger.
Osamu sleeps because he feels safe, though he’ll never tell Atsumu. Outside, the sky lights up their old car in bronze and gold.
/
When Osamu drives, Atsumu thinks of snow.
Let me take over, Osamu had said, reaching out to lay a hand on Atsumu’s white-knuckled grip on the wheel. In this harsh season, the sleet comes down thick and fast, without warning. They are at the halfway point between their universities and Atsumu’s spent the whole journey back south complaining about the cold and the fog. It’s not like complaining makes him feel any warmer. It’s just easier to deal with it when Osamu’s listening. Osamu has not been around to listen for months and months and the road is slippery and Atsumu’s hitting the brake so hard he’ll burn a hole through the floor of the car, in the road, and then Osamu is touching his shoulder and he remembers to let go.
They switch sides. Atsumu does not complain about this.
He can’t sleep. Beyond the windows is a landscape of fields and telephone wires like a black and white photograph, a lone bird silhouetted in the darkening sky, and it is very beautiful, and Atsumu turns the heating up, stretches and yawns. Osamu is wearing his favourite sweater. He’ll be warm, Atsumu knows, by the end of this drive. He will be too warm, for he likes it a little colder than Atsumu.
Atsumu smiles. The radio is jammed on the same news channel their mom always listened to when they were little. Osamu says he likes it, the drone of the weather report, so Atsumu leaves it on. They will not argue, for there will be time for that; Osamu raising his voice is a luxury Atsumu cannot afford when it’s his twin behind the wheel. They are together now and they are covered with moonlight and home is waiting at the end of the road. They are together now and there will be time.
Re: FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G
SCREAMS I LOVE THIS
I love the idea (although I'm also a little heartbroken) that they're at different universities. Of course it's for the best, but wow, no wonder they miss each other and probably get on a lot better now, too. But ... different teams, playing against each other, hurling taunts and insults through the net - hahahahahha - can't wait.
Honestly this has given me so much to think about. There's so much story here, and yet it's still the two of them in the car, working out how they fit together after this time apart, and getting along, even when they don't.
AGHHH, what have these boys done to us, Lark?!
Re: FILL: Team Knife Emoji, G