Creon Neverse

Equite 3, Clan Odan-Urr, Jedi
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Competition
[GJW XV Phase I] Fiction - Combat Fiction
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Combat Fiction.pdf
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Target: Purified Ascendant Trooper
Featuring: Elyon de Neverse, CS: https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/character_sheets/16808

Competition
[GJW XV Event Long] Fiction - TR-8R Co-Op Fiction
Textual submission

Manually added by Master Idris Adenn

Competition
The Space Witcher
File submission
Space Witcher.docx
Competition
[Ancient Possessions]: Disturbed Spirits
Textual submission

*I'm a Rogue Sith, trained by Plagueis initially. *

"How did you get inside my head?" Creon asked out loud. He was alone so didn't feel embarrassed for seeming insane.

*Telepathy and Mind Trick mostly. Your Force Signature grew in the Dark Side after your recent Porg slaying mission. So, you gained my attention and were susceptible to my possession. *

"Not sure I like this. You could be a distraction."

*Nonsense, having a Sith possess you can quite often be symbiotic. What was the old saying? Two heads are better than one?"*

"Better how?"

**Well, I have knowledge that could be useful to you in your quest for wealth and power. I can protect your mind from others who use you or conspire against you. And I can absorb your Dark Side energy so it doesn't completely overwhelm you. You'll have the Dark Side as your weapon while still following the path of a Jedi. *

"These are but words. I would trust you only if there were results."

*That is something we will both have to work on to achieve. You are the body and your will. Allow me to be the mind. I am your Krath, you are my Obelisk. It's like Master and Apprentice only we switch roles. *
“Please tell me you don’t talk a lot.”

*I do, but I won’t allow you to lose focus. I understand the value of silence and won’t get in the way of the here and now. *

“It feels like an invasion of privacy. Don’t to the privacy of your own mind?”

*See. That’s the thing. With **Telepathy** people’s thoughts are projected aloud without them knowing that it’s receptible. When you think it is like you are speaking out loud. I try not to have a big ear but I can’t help it when you decide to think near me. *

“How many people go through with this?”

* Oh lots of people. You’d be very surprised with how much we Sith possess other people. Some play with others like a meat puppet, others protect their possession in the psychic plane of the Force. *

“You enslave people.”

* I mean I can leave and find someone who seems more like an agreement. *

“No no… Stay… If this is commonplace then I’ll need your help to get ahead.”

* Now you’re thinking tactfully. Well done.*

“So uhh, what’s the fastest way to get rich in the Brotherhood?”

*It’s the Regent’s economy. He has a monopoly on all the vendors of the Brotherhood. He decides what we get paid and how much items cost. He doesn’t understand inflation, so I don’t think anyone’s pay is going to get larger. So we will have to climb the ladder. *
“The ladder?”

*Yes, their structural ladder of leadership. Rank, the societies, clan summits, and offices in the DC’s staff. It all depends on how much your want to produce and the worth it is to them in paying you for it. *

“Well… bounties aren’t paying as much as they said they would. Lets see where this ladder takes us.”

Competition
Toss a coin to your...
Textual submission

A voice call from Creon’s *Slicer Remote Control Pad*:

“Consul [Revak](https://wiki.darkjedibrotherhood.com/view/Revak_Kur), I would like to ask a favor of you.”

“That depends, what’s the favor?”

“May I use the [Idiot’s Array](https://wiki.darkjedibrotherhood.com/view/Idiot%27s_Array) for transport and some cold storage units?”

“Sure. It’s still back on the [Asclepius Space Station](https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/items/45283) where you left it. May I ask what for?”

“The Council in Coruscant issued out a bounty for Porgs. 500 per Porg. I’d like to make some extra credits and feed the Jedi with a quick round trip.

“Sure thing. The Freighter’s yours to use.”

“Thank you, Lord Revak.”

**Ahch-Too**
**A few days later...**

The average Porg weights anywhere from 2-4kg, Creon used 4 to calculate it would be 250 Porgs per metric ton. The Bathleen-class freighter dubbed the Idiot’s Array could feasibly carry up to thirty million Porgs. This total could potentially 15 Billion credits for a planet’s worth of poultry! He had the necessary resources and the hunger for more wealth and power.

The temperate zone preference for these birds changed from closer to Ahcch-Too’s equator to further away depending on the seasons. They do not have to travel far, as they had plenty of fish to feed and islands to sleep on. Creon wondered how they stayed hydrated with fresh water. He landed on a spacious enough land-mass coated with grass. Creon took flight on his jetpack and used his J19 electroscope’s zoom function to the direct feed from the macroscope to his centralized HUD display. Whenever he would see an island with a porg population he would land closer and began firing blaster bolts from his vambraces. The ID10 droid could carry the corpses one by one to the Array and record all the noises being called from the Porgs. It recorded each squeak, each burble, and each song.

The recording of these noises was then transmitted by the ID10 to the Idiot’s Array’s outdoor sound system. It was used for the hardcore parties when it had been under the care of the Wildcards. These calls were used to Lure the nearby Porgs that heard its call to gather closer. The neighbors were curious by the noise and collected within Creon’s regional kill zone. He used telekinesis to carry groups at a time. In areas with high populations Creon used the rapid-fire function of his rifle. It would have to have been intentional for him to have missed how slow the Porgs were running and flying. One shot was one kill. He had missed the easy target practice. The groups better known as a “murder” tried to be aggressive, but there wasn’t enough to be an issue.

**1 Month Later**

The hunt became a tedious eight-hour workday and Creon took days off to rest and eat. Had it not been for the Cold Storage Containers, most of the reaping harvest would have gone rotten by this time. In the end, Creon was able to collect 4,000 Porgs within the time span he had. He could stay for longer, but would rather take the population he had now and wait to return until after the mating season. Controlling the population made for a long term business plan. For 500 per Porg Creon was due 2 million. With that many credits, he could finally make a comfortable living for himself and his wife.

**End**

Competition
Burn, Butcher Burn
Textual submission

In the sands of
dark Tattooine
Lived a dragon
that was brooding.

Our great hero
Jedi Creon
hunted the beast
and took its pearl...

The black pearl, the black pearl, the evil eye of the night! Torn from its gizzards after losing the fight! It makes a darksaber named dragonslayer! Our hero the ranger moves closer to danger.

Competition
The Alliance
File submission
The Alliance.pdf