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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 Is it from a speech or a historical document?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 Grandstand
Fandom: kuroko no basuke
Major Tags: none
Additional Tags: none
Do Not Wants: none
Prompt:
I want she said
a theory that explains
everything
Then:
I want it
to be my fault
she said
so I can fix it —
- Louis Gluck, "Blue Rotonda"
Re: PROMPT: Team Grandstand
FILL: Team Knife Emoji, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: n o n e
Other Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Tags :)
Word Count: 557
Remix Permission: please ask
WE'RE ALL DYING TONIGHT. WE'RE REALLY DYING HERE
***
They meet at the shrine, the sun still absent from the sky. Winter is a cold time to be visiting shrines, much less before the sun has risen. It is a sort of tradition for both of them, an unspoken expectation to see each other here every year. Even after the events of the year, they are both still here, facing each other for the first time in months.
Midorima watches as Akashi goes through the motions of prayer. Bow, clap, ring the bell. Bow and clap again.
Prayer is seeking absolution for sins, committed knowingly or unknowingly. Prayer is beseeching protection or grace, a failsafe. Gods are fickle, and Midorima's always believed in preparing as best he can for whatever circumstances may befall him. But he could never have predicted this, the dredging up the past, all their reasons laid bare.
We never talk about Teiko.
There's nothing to talk about.
A lie, Midorima knows. But he lets Akashi decide when to talk about it; he's always been patient in these things. He supposes he just didn't expect it to be now, or for Akashi to be so frank.
Let's talk about it. All of it.
After everything, Midorima still wishes it was easier to explain, to have it explained to him in a way he can understand. He wants to trace the paths, see the causality and say see, look. Here, this is where we went wrong, this is how.
“It would be easier, if it was my fault.” he says.
“Why?”
“Then I could do something about it. I could have stopped it. Or fixed it. Something.” The words are abrupt, halting. He doesn't know if these are the right words, or if he could have done anything then. But he still feels a sense of helpless responsibility, still carrying the sins of their youth into adulthood. In the wake of the past year and all his losses, Midorima stopped to consider all his regrets up to now. He still thinks about Teiko, the way things had spiralled out of control, how helpless he had been, watching it all happen. Shot after shot from the half line, then from the free throw line, all the way to the end of the court. He thinks about the day he decided enough, no more and walked away.
“You couldn't have done anything. It was hardly your fault.”
“That's not the point, Akashi.”
“I know.” Midorima studies his hands, how they have changed from those years. No more basketball calluses, no more wrapping his fingers. His nails are still neatly clipped and filed, but without the care and attention he used to do it with. How they have all changed, with the passing of the years.
“I'm sorry.” Akashi's apology is accompanied by a cold wind, like it has come to carry their regrets away. But they weigh heavy, sinking instead.
“I think we are past apologies, are we not?” Midorima asks.
“Perhaps. But it does not mean I do not owe you one.” They face each other, and Midorima thinks that perhaps this is the first time he’s seeing Akashi clearly, properly. Perhaps it is time to bury their ghosts and regrets, lay them to rest in under cold stone and snow.
“Thank you.” Perhaps one day, he will forgive himself and Akashi this as well.
FILL: Team 29 Balls (and a Bucket) to the Face, G
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: none
Other Tags: Angst, Hurt Without Comfort
Word Count: 152; 26 lines
Remix Permission: blanket
***
I wish that I could explain
what has happened to us
I wish that I could explain
why things turned out this way
I wish that I could explain
what is going on in their heads
I wish that I could explain
why we’re tearing at the seams
I wish that I could explain
what the future holds for us
I wish that I could explain
why things are so uncertain
I wish that I could explain
what we’ve done wrong
I wish that I could explain
why things have gone wrong
I wish that I could explain
what we need to do
I wish that I could explain
why you’re leaving me behind
I wish that it was my fault
that things are so wrong
I wish that it was my fault
so that I could put us back together
I wish that I could explain
whose fault it truly is