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Bonus Round 2: Quotes
Bonus Round 2: Quotes
Sometimes you just have to keep with tradition! Keeping with the SASO roots that SportsFest was born from, Bonus Round 2 is all about quotes.
This bonus round will close on July 13th, 2018 11:59PM PT. [COUNTDOWN]
This Round is CLOSED, but is perpetually open for new FILLS.
Rules
The Rule of Thumb for this round is prominence - did a published author or poet write this line you’d like to quote? Great. Is it from a speech or a historical document? Cool. Did your friend say something funny on twitter the other day? Not so much.
Please DO NOT prompt screenshots of private conversations, Discord convos, or conversations between you and your friends. This can easily and unintentionally bring the prompts into inside joke territory, and can create an exclusionary environment.
Quotes from other SportsFest participants (or yourself) are NOT allowed in this round (for similar reasons to above, and the fact that you could just make anything a quote).
Please give credit to the original speaker of your quote whenever possible.
If prompting with a screenshot, it is polite to post a transcription of the text below the image for accessibility.
Please use your best judgement, and if you’re unsure if something qualifies - ask! The mods are here to help.
And to reiterate, Your prompt MUST include one or more specific nominated fandoms. Please do not prompt "Fandom: Any".
A Few Examples:
“Today is far from Childhood -
But up and down the hills
I held her hand the tighter -
Which shortened all the miles-
- Emily Dickinson, ‘One Sister Have I In Our House’
“Til this moment I never knew myself”
- Elizabeth Bennett, Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice
“SHE DOESN’T EVEN GO HERE!
- Damian, Mean Girls
“It's a quarter past midnight
As we cut through the city”
- Quarter Past Midnight, Bastille
If Prompting
Please use the following subject line for prompt:
Prompt: [Your Team]
Replace [Your Team] with the name of the team you belong to. Nickname or Official Name are both acceptable
Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses.
NSFW Prompts
EXPLICITLY NSFW PROMPTS must be posted to the after-hours comm. “Explicitly NSFW” means that the prompt includes outright sexual content (whether in a photograph, drawing, or in words), and prompts that in the additional requests are asking for explicit fills. Prompts are posted with the same HTML format, in the same manner as a SFW prompt, just under the designated post for that Bonus Round in the after-hours comm. See ‘Filling’ for the procedures for NSFW Fills.
Once you have joined the Afterhours community, you can find the corresponding post HERE.
If Filling
Minimums
Required Work Minimums:
400 words (prose)
400px by 400px (art)
14 lines (poetry)
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).
Copy/Paste the following into the body of your comment. Delete all instructional text in parentheses.
NSFW Fills
All NSFW fills must be posted in the corresponding Bonus Round post in the After Hours community. If filling a prompt that has been posted on the after-hours comm, simply reply to that prompt. If filling a SFW prompt, let the prompter know by replying to the original prompt on the main comm with a link to your fill on the corresponding after-hours Bonus Round Post. Please do not use the Fill subject line or Fill header when cross-linking. This will cause the BR scorer to count your fill twice.
Once you have joined the Afterhours community, you can find the corresponding post HERE.
Scoring
The scoring for bonus rounds depends on the number of people (n) on your team. You’re welcome to make as many prompts and fills as you like!
For prompts: 5 points per prompt, limited to 5 times the number of team members (5n)
For fills, where (n) = number of members on you team:
First 5n fills: 20 points each
Fills 5n to 10n: 10 points each
Fills 10n to 15n: 5 points each
All fills after 15n: 2 points each
Confused? Don’t worry; math is hard. Check out the Bonus Round Point Widget to help you figure out the point scale for your team.
All scored content must be created new for this round.
FILL: Team Grandstand, G
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 740
Remix Permission: Yes.
Kuroo is easily confused, exhibit A.
***
Kuroo was a traitor to himself. His morbid curiosity was, truly, morbid. In another world, if Yaku was a different kind of enemy, he could very well kill Kuroo. Kuroo's weak and malleable mind was easily manipulated.
A few minutes ago Yaku was just Yaku. Kuroo was zoning out. Some fatal error in his brain led to a slip in his thought process, and he thought, what if Yaku was attractive? Cute? Hot? Whatever? Kuroo could just imagine it, right? No harm in imagining.
He glanced at Yaku's face. Only discreetly -- Kuroo didn't stare him right in the eye or turn to face him with the mistake of movement, which would just get Yaku's attention. Yaku had an okay face. His eyes weren't sparkly or pretty, but because Kuroo hated Yaku, there was something exciting about looking into them without getting caught. So in a way, he did make Kuroo's heart pound.
Kuroo hated to admit it, but his face was decent. When he looked at every individual part of his face they were perfect by definition, and if you looked at his whole face it came together like a picture. Kuroo couldn't bring himself to call Yaku pretty or cute even in his mind, but he was undeniably good looking.
Kuroo continued to look. At the very least Yaku was nice to look at. He was frowning at something, and Kuroo turned to follow his gaze into the distance, but he lost interest, turned back to Yaku, and noticed the tight lines of his mouth.
Kuroo regretted the exercise the moment he watched Yaku press his lips together and lick them. It shattered Kuroo's idea that this was just a trick on his brain; Yaku really was attractive. The thought was horrifying, but it had to be better than the alternative: Kuroo staring at someone he didn't like who wasn't even attractive.
So Yaku was attractive. But only purely in an objective sense. If Kuroo ever got into the very specific situation of someone asking him, "Was Yaku attractive?" Kuroo would have to say yes. In fact, it took a lot of honesty on Kuroo's part to be able to admit it. Yaku, on the other hand, would never be able to do it.
Not because Kuroo was ugly. On Yaku's end the job would be so easy that Kuroo knew Yaku would have to lie if he was ever asked. It was a lose-lose situation for Yaku.
"Kuroo... What're you doing?" Kai asked.
Kuroo looked up at him. "What?"
"You've been staring at Yaku with a weird look on your face for a while now."
Kuroo shrugged. "So? I was looking over there, and he was in the way."
"O-okay..."
Kuroo caught the weird note in his voice and his shaking. He could tell Kai was trying not to laugh.
"I hate him, you know," Kuroo said.
"Right."
Kuroo didn't want to ruin his reputation with Kai, so when Kai took his eyes off him to talk to another teammate, Kuroo seized the chance to get up and approach Yaku. There was still some time until practice would start.
"What," Yaku said flatly, not bothering to perform the tone of a question.
"I know you're too ugly to care, but answer this question: Am I attractive?" Kuroo asked.
"What?" Yaku snorted so hard that he then clutched his nose in pain.
Then the entire world caught up to Kuroo, and he realized how ridiculous he just sounded. Forget the answer, there was no situation to ask the question.
Yaku started laughing even while holding his nose. He looked like he wasn't enjoying himself at all when he was leaning over his legs and staring at the ground with his face in his hands, but he was also laughing so hard that Kuroo didn't know how to react.
"That's why...you were looking at me like such an idiot...!" Yaku managed to wheeze.
Kuroo fumed. The mix of embarrassment and something else indescribable made his face hot, he could actually feel the color red. He ducked, yanked a shoe off Yaku's foot, and started running. By the time practice arrived, and Kuroo had to give him his shoe back, Yaku was still laughing and incoherent.
Kuroo's stomach flipped as he thought about him and everything during practice. It was because Kuroo had just tangled himself in his own trap and handed Yaku a landmine; that had to be it.
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, G
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, G
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, G
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, G
and kaiiiii *heart eyes*
Re: FILL: Team Grandstand, G