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sportsfest2018-07-01 12:02 am
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 Is it from a speech or a historical document?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 Come @ Me Bro, G
Fandom: Ookiku Furikabutte
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: batteries being batteries, established relationship, senpai are furthering their education
Word Count: 706
FREE has me thinking about everybody going to college.
***
There's No Mercy Rule in Love
Sometimes Abe hates how deep his feelings for Mihashi run. He hates how much it makes his stomach twist when he's watching Mihashi stutter and blush his way through a conversation, he hates how his brain drifts to what Mihashi's doing even when he has important crap to study like trigonometry, he hates how sometimes his entire chest aches with the force of it. He wishes, not always but sometimes, that they could just have been normal friends, the kind who spend high school together happily and then go their separate ways with only some tears and fond memories.
He'd known right at the beginning that they weren't going to be like that, the very first time he held Mihashi's nervous, clammy hand, and Mihashi had looked up at Abe with fear and embarrassment and the tiniest, tiniest ray of hope. He knew.
Now they're third years, and both of them have grown up a lot. Abe knows better than to promise stupid things like he'll never get injured, and Mihashi doesn't melt down two sentences into every conversation. Mihashi had a late growth spurt that only gave him a few centimeters, but Abe loves every single one of them, as well as the sharp cheekbones and the undercut Mihashi shyly pulled his ball cap off to show him at the start of summer. Mihashi can speak up for himself, not that he always does, and trusts their teammates, and sometimes even kisses Abe first, just because he wants to.
Right now Mihashi is over at Abe's house, falling asleep against Abe's shoulder on the couch as they try to watch a movie both of them were too busy with practice to see in the spring.
"You're missing it," Abe comments. He doesn't have any idea what's happening himself, fascinated with the shortest hairs on the back of Mihashi's neck under his fingertips.
"Whatever," Mihashi sighs, not even bothering to lie that he's paying attention. "Try again next time."
Abe doesn't know how many next times they have, is the thing. Mihashi has some good scouting offers for university, and they don't all extend to Abe as well. The idea of being separated has been weighing on Abe's mind heavily over the last few weeks. Mihashi doesn't seem nearly as worried about it as Abe feels, and there's something that feels awful about that, because Mihashi gets upset over things like whether guys on the other team are looking at him funny.
Isn't it funny, Abe thinks after Mihashi has gone home, that he'd spent all that time working on Mihashi's confidence, and now it's him who feels sick with fear that Mihashi might go on ahead without him.
"Let's talk about your scouting offers," Abe says at lunch the next day, because avoiding the subject isn't making him feel any less awful.
"Really? Why?" Mihashi asks, picking at his bento rice.
"Because you have to go to university somewhere, idiot. Eat that, stop picking at it."
"So do you," Mihashi points out, shoving a big mouthful of rice in and eyeing Abe while he chews. What idiot taught that guy sass? "Where do you like?"
"We're talking about you," Abe says gruffly. "You should think about Meiji." Mihashi stops chewing and squints at Abe. "Or Waseda, they have the most league championships—"
"I didn't look at their stuff," Mihashi interrupts. Abe rolls his eyes.
"That's why we have to talk about it, because you aren't taking it seriously."
"Why would I go to either of those places?" Mihashi asks, totally baffled.
"Ren—"
"Why would I go anywhere who didn't ask you too?" Mihashi drops his lunch when Abe turns his face away, and puts both his hands on Abe's cheeks to turn him back. "Are you dumb? I can't do this without you. And I don't want to either! Right?" Mihashi's voice softens as Abe slumps against him, forehead hitting Mihashi's shoulder. "You don't want to either, right?"
"Yeah," Abe tells him. He closes his eyes and breathes in the smell of grass and Mihashi's deodorant. "Yeah, I'm dumb." His heart throbs with relief, still a hurt, but one he can live with.
It's a hurt he's happy to let Mihashi kiss better.
Re: FILL: Team Come @ Me Bro, G
Re: FILL: Team Come @ Me Bro, G