Competition: Micro Fiction: Quality Time

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Micro Fiction: Quality Time

An important part of the Sithmas season is spending time with others. Family, friends, enemies, even frenemies. Write a mini fiction of 500 words or less about your character sharing a moment with someone important in their lives, it doesn’t have to be directly related to Sithmas, but it doesn’t hurt!

Rules:

Participants must submit entries in .pdf, .doc, or .docx format, or use the submission text field (markdown capable).
Entries must be a maximum of 500 words. Any entries that are over 500 words will be ineligible for placement but will receive participation.
There is no minimum word count.
Your story must be centered on one of your dossier-linked characters, be it your Main, Alt, or other slotted NPCs. Additional NPCs, including ones listed on the wiki or created/invented to tell your story in this fiction, are allowed and strongly encouraged.

Grading Method: Grading will be done utilizing the official Fiction Rubric.

Scoring

Participating in this competition award points towards the overall event following the scoring breakdown below.

1st place: 6 points
2nd place: 5 points
3rd place: 4 points
4th place: 3 points
5th place: 2 points
Participation: 1 point

Competition Information

Parent Competition: [PLA] Plagueian Competition Series: December Edition - The Sithmas Season
Organized by: TuQ’uan Varick di Plagia
Running time: 2024-12-01 until 2024-12-31 (about 1 month)
Target Unit: Clan Plagueis
Competition Type: Other
Awards: Third Level Crescents
Participants: 3 subscribers, of which 1 has participated.

Results

1st place

Magistrate Titius Osseus

Member

Magistrate Titius Osseus

Textual submission

The lab smelled of burnt flesh and fresh blood. Two creatures poked and prodded at a dissected carcass, their buggy eyes flitting over the work as surgical instruments flew wild. A click and the room was bathed in light. The two creatures were revealed as just two creatures in full biohazard suits both of who slowly turned their heads and glared. The intern who had flipped the lightswitch quailed under the gaze.

"Turn it off then get out." Titius hissed from behind his mask.

*Or get on the table* came a telepathic attack. Nochiceptar indicated another flat surface behind them with a long probe.

The intern smashed the lightswitch to pieces in their haste and slammed the door half off its hinges. As darkness once again covered the lab, Titius grumbled.

"What about *Do not disturb* do they not understand?" Titius handed a grisly section of entrail over.

"At least they got the message, though I am now slightly blind. But let us continue." Noc'i'cheptar moved the entrails to a specimen container.

Both creatures huddled back over the carcass, the smell of blood and burnt flesh rising once again.

Placement

1st place