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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 Is it from a speech or a historical document?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.
PROMPT: Team Knife Emoji
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: None
Additional Tags: none
Do Not Wants: N/A.
Prompt:
'Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.' Forrest Gump.
(literal, metaphorical or magical chocolates it's up to you.)
Fill: Team Kinkage, T
Fandom: haikyuu
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: established relationship, fluff
Word Count: 686
Remix Permission: sure
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The sun lingered on the horizon, a blazing last moment of honeyed rays before nightfall, and sakura petals wafted in the wind. If he thought really hard, Keiji could probably have concocted a scenario that smacked even more of shoujo manga, but he had to admit that he didn’t hate it.
After all, when the guy holding your hand had arm muscles that looked like he could bench press a bus into outer space, it was difficult to find anything less than idyllic.
That feeling had a way of rapidly fleeing for cover when Koutarou opened his mouth, but damn it if it wasn’t still charming as hell. “The sunset looks so awesome!” Koutarou proclaimed. “Let’s take a selfie with it.”
“Sure.” Keiji chortled. “I always wanted a snapshot of a big orange blob with vague outlines of what might look like people in it.”
They took the pictures and Keiji was right, but the engagement on Koutarou’s face as he sought the perfect angle to capture a perfect memory was worth it. There were never the grand gestures he had almost dreaded when he accepted Koutarou’s proposal, but rather smaller ones that scraped at the edge of insanity but always seemed to come out on the other end whole and vivid and everything Keiji never knew he wanted until then.
Life was funny like that.
Resuming their stroll in the general direction of their apartment, not in any particular hurry to return, Keiji let the warmth of the evening and the strength of the man beside him soak in.
He wasn’t prepared at all to have his arm nearly separated from his shoulder when Koutarou made a brisk and abrupt detour to a nearby convenience store, dragging Keiji behind him. “We have drinks at home. You’ll live until we get there.”
Koutarou stopped in his tracks and rolled his eyes. “Nah, I know that. I wanna look at those.” He pointed over toward a stand of vending machines, full of colorful sugary treats and cheap plastic toys that always seemed to disappear into the aether the first moment they were out of sight.
“You shouldn’t have that much sugar before bed, Koutarou. You know how antsy it makes you when you’re trying to lie still.”
Beside him, Koutarou waggled his eyebrows. “I guess you’re just gonna have to wear me out.”
Keiji snorted but didn’t say no to the idea. Honestly, there were far worse ways to seek exhaustion.
Approaching one of the machines that contained brightly colored bubble gum balls, Koutarou fished out a coin from his pocket and stuck it in the slot. “I’m so gonna get a red one.” He turned the knob, and the gumball clattered down into the trap. Koutarou opened the metal flap and whined, “Green is so gross!”
The petulant pout on Koutarou’s face made Keiji chuckle. “Well, you only had a one and six chance of getting red. You can’t predict which one you get, no matter how much you want to.”
“Says who?” Koutarou stuck his tongue out and glared at the green gumball trapped between his forefinger and thumb.
Shaking his head, Keiji reached into his own pocket and retrieved another coin. “We’ll try one more time. Until then —” He leaned forward and fastened his mouth around the gumball and dragged his teeth along the pad of Koutarou’s finger as he pulled back. “— I love green.”
Koutarou shivered, and Keiji smirked as he paid for one more gumball, triumphant when he held up that gleaming red prize. “Looks like it’s your lucky night.”
However, when he met Koutarou’s gaze, it was trained solely on him and didn’t divert at all toward the gumball he had wanted so badly. “Yeah, it is.”
Keiji held up the gumball and pressed it to Koutarou’s lips, enjoying his previous movements being reciprocated complete with that smoky gaze that meant they were probably both going to bed later than they’d planned.
Hand in hand, they continued their journey home, albeit with a bit more of a purposeful stride. They did have business to take care of, after all.