Competition: [Pro Bowl VI: Week Two] Fiction

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[Pro Bowl VI: Week Two] Fiction

Objective

Caught in the chaos that has unfolded between the Six-Clan-Summit, your character is caught in the crossfire within the fighting.

And they just wanted to have a good time...

Whether due to loyalty, or whatever reason they have, your character is tasked with retrieving their Consul and escaping the summit with nothing more than the gear provided, they must steal a ship, whether one from your Clan or another. What you use is up to you, so long as something in the list is used.

RULES * Entries must be a minimum of 500 words. Any entries that are under 500 words will be disqualified and ineligible for participation or placement. * There is no maximum word cap. * Entries must be submitted in .pdf or .txt format or using the submission box on the Brotherhood website. * No GoogleDoc links or .DOC files, please download as a .pdf using "File" -> "Download as" "PDF Document (.pdf)" and submit through the website * If your entry is not PG-13, please make sure to hide your entry by unchecking the “Allow people to view your submission after the competition has been judged” box * Your story should be centered on your Main or Alternative/NPC characters. DJB Wiki NPCs, or other characters that you create or invent to tell your story are not only allowed but encouraged. However, your narrative should focus around one of your own characters with an active CS. * A snapshot of your character loadout must be selected and submitted with your entry through the checkbox submission field to be eligible for placement

Grading: Grading will be done utilizing the Fiction Rubric.

Note: Only submissions from participating units will be considered valid. Participating units are The Council, Naga Sadow, Odan-Urr, Plagueis, Scholae Palatinae, Taldryan, and Vizsla.

Competition Information
Parent Competition
Pro Bowl VI: Week Two
Organized by
Combat Master "Aequitas" Anderson, Adept DarkHawk Sadow
Running time
2022-10-10 until 2022-10-16 (7 days)
Target Unit
Entire DJB
Competition Type
Fiction
Awards
First Level Crescents and Clusters of Ice as per VOICE guidelines
Participants
14 subscribers, of which 8 have participated.
Results
Member
Supreme Chancellor Cassandra Oriana Taldrya
File submission
A Trashy Exit.pdf
Placement
1st place
2nd place
Darth Renatus
Member
Darth Renatus
Submission
Darth Renatus opted out of publishing his submission.
Placement
2nd place
Member
Thran Occasus-Palpatine
File submission
impulsive.pdf
Placement
3rd place
Member
A deleted dossier
Submission
The deleted member did not want their submission published.
Placement
No placement
Member
Czarnian
Submission
Czarnian opted out of publishing his submission.
Placement
No placement
Member
TuQ’uan Varick di Plagia
File submission
Pro Bowl Week 2 Fiction.pdf
Placement
No placement
Member
Nora Olen
Submission
Nora Olen opted out of publishing her submission.
Placement
No placement
Member
High Inquisitor Hector Von Ricmore
Textual submission

Corusca Conference Center
Canto Casino
Cantonica System — Corporate Sector
40 ABY
Hector Von Ricmore

A frown adorned the face of Hector Von Ricmore. He had much to be irritated about. Peace talks between the Consuls had been interrupted by an unexpected arrival of ships bearing Plagueian IFF tags. The last transmission from the Concordia listed the ships as "Two Victory-class destroyers, six Aquitens cruisers, and a pair each of Strike cruisers, Nebulon-C frigates, and Corellian corvettes.”

Truth be told, the human wasn’t worried about the situation in space. Their own representative ship, The Concordia, was arguably the greatest non Superweapon ship ever designed. It was easily the equal of an ISD 2, but its triple shielding and immense weaponry made it far greater in Von’s eyes. Plagueis may have the advantage of numbers but no single ship they deployed was equal to Vizsla’s flagship.

But something was wrong. Plagueis could be aggressive but these tactics were sloppy even for them. It would have been far easier to take out the consuls and their aides through an explosive or ambush.

They wouldn’t have bothered with the facade of peace talks. Why go through the trouble of limiting the delegations weaponry and armor only to begin a space battle and not slay them in the conference room?

No, this was something else. The situation reminded the mandalorian of a recent event, a false flag attack aimed to discredit. It slipped his mind of who was impersonating who, but such a scenario occurring once again was not impossible.

“Korvis. There is a chance that this isn’t Plagueis. You recall the false flag attack from a year or two ago? I can’t recall who impersonated who, but we shouldn’t rule out the possibility of it occurring once again.”

The Consul paused in thought. “It is not an impossibility. The Brotherhood as a whole, not to mention a Clan of slavers would have many enemies. Regardless, we should evacuate to the hangar.”

Hector nodded in agreement. “I suppose the clans will all move separately, hard to trust each other after this fiasco. Just give me a few minutes to rig some weapons together, Plagueis didn’t allow me to carry much.”

As part of the negotiations Korvis was allowed to keep his armor and weapons. In return He forfeited bodyguards. Hector was allowed in the room as an advisor but his armaments where limited. No armor, a striker slugthrower pistol they knew he was unproficient with (to provide the appearance of a weapon), a fiber cord whip, blinding dust and jet boots for an escape, a glass bottle of Corellian whisky, a nerf towel, a spotlight glow rod, and a hydrospanner for his amusement.

Hydrospanner in hand, the Junker disassembled the glow rod and slugthrower. He then reassembled the items together in the form of a makeshift blaster. While he lacked Tibanna gas the blinding dust could work as a substitute.

Entering the Casino’s kitchen the human heated the dust into a gas before trapping it in a nearby container. The gas was then placed in the makeshift blaster.

Hector then realized he needed a suitable melee weapon. He took several swigs from his whiskey before smashing the bottle on the counter. He then broke off one of the chair legs and fastened the bottle to the leg using the wire from the fiber cord whip.

With a set of weapons fashioned the pair left the room. Hector moved behind Korvis; the lack of armor ensured he had to be careful.

The pair moved through the Casino taking down dozens of sentients in Plagueis garb.

The duo arrived at the hangar and moved to one of the LAAT/I transports used to transport Plagueis troops. Korvis provided cover fire with his Westar pistol, sending blaster bolts at the Plagueis forces.

Hector made use of his Hydrospanner and mechanical expertise to Hotwire the vehicle. While he couldn’t slice the software he was able to manually gain access through the hardware of the vehicle.

The duo settled into the pilot and copilot seat before lifting off into the air. Once they cleared the atmosphere the communications jamming stopped, they had left the range of the blackout. Korvis flew the ship towards the Concordia, while Hector transmitted their IFF to the flagship so they would not be shot down by friendly forces.

Mandalorian painted X wings clashed with various Tie craft in Plagueis colors. 2 squadrons of Mandalorian Star Vipers emerged from hyperspace. One reinforced the X wings while the other escorted the LAAT/I back to the Concordia.

The duo exited their ship in the hangar.

“Allow me to reclaim my armor, then we have a battle to win.” Hector proclaimed.

Placement
No placement
Member
Lumyi Hicyl
Submission
Lumyi Hicyl opted out of publishing his submission.
Placement
No placement