Competition: [Plagueis] Free-Form Fiction December 2016

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[Plagueis] Free-Form Fiction December 2016

The first in hopefully a series of Clan Plagueis Free-Form Fiction competitions run every month begins now. Have that knack to write a side-plot with someone and couldn't find a place to post it? Want to develop your character a bit more outside a major event? Now you have that opportunity with a completely free-form fiction competition.

These must be a minimum of 250 words, but there is no upper limit. You must involve your character in some fashion, and it must be set in the current Plagueis and Brotherhood setting (or in the historical context of your character). Otherwise, let your imagination and creativity run wild!

Submit a .pdf, .doc, .docx, .txt or other word processing file extension through the site. Links won’t be accepted. Judging will be done with the Fiction Rubric.

Competition Information
Organized by
Seer Xolarin
Running time
2016-11-20 until 2016-12-31 (about 1 month)
Target Unit
Clan Plagueis
Competition Type
Fiction
Awards
Third Level Crescents and Clusters of Ice as per VOICE guidelines
Participants
6 subscribers, of which 4 have participated.
Results
1st place
Kryy Vitaan
Member
Kryy Vitaan
File submission
Stowaway.pdf
Textual submission

I'm sorry if I failed miserably, I'm not as good at fiction as everyone else and I probably got it all wrong

Placement
1st place
2nd place
Remurr Hijaa
Member
Remurr Hijaa
File submission
A_Fateful_Day.docx
Textual submission

Submitting as per conversation on Telegram, this is a pre-written piece that has not been used for another competition.

Placement
2nd place
Member
Azmodius Equesinfernum
File submission
The_Return_of_Azmodius.docx
Placement
3rd place
Member
Research Director Kadrol Hauen
Textual submission

-5 years ago
Ok, Kadrol, you are now of age, and shall receive your marks of a warrior. Kadrol climbed on the metal table where the other Nightbrothers had received their tattoos. The ten-year-old Kadrol would feel every bit of pain as the ink was pressed into his skin. He received marks for his clan and family, but also for his personality. That night, a shrouded figure entered the village. He was recruiting a new Sith. Kadrol wept as he was taken from the only life he knew. He was taught how to use anger and passion by this man, but then given over to a blue skinned man. This man took care of him and treated him well. He trained with him. The man revealed himself as Brimstone.
Present day
Kadrol was now fifteen. Brimstone had trained him in the ways of the Force. Brimstone was intrigued by Kadrol. He didn't know why. The Zabrak had immense talent with the Force, specifically the Dark Side, but he didn't commit to it. He still had mercy in him. The Chiss knew his apprentice was smart; he just needed more training. In time the Zabrak would have the potential to be a leader on the Dark Council. If Kadrol got angry, then he was nearly unstoppable: even for a knight.
“Kadrol,” Brimstone called “It's time for your lesson.”
Kadrol came obediently. The Zabrak was learning to lift objects with the Force. “Aaargh!” He yelled in frustration as he dropped the pile of stone again. “Use that anger to aid you.” Brimstone spoke softly. Kadrol hated it when his master yelled at him. The young Zabrak fell against a cold stone wall into a fetal position, sobbing. Brimstone dismissed the lesson early that day. His master knelt beside him, asking “Why do you cry when you are upset?” Kadrol only shrugged. In his room that night, Kadrol practiced his moves like an artist painting on a canvas.

Placement
4th place