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Competition: Part I: A Forced Conversation

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Part I: A Forced Conversation

The Prompt

Write a fictional “scene” composed only of dialogue that transpires between your character and another character from the Dark Jedi Brotherhood. These characters must have an active character sheet and both sheets should be linked and/or identified at the beginning of the entry, or in the submission comments. You may ask and are encouraged to talk about your entry with the other character's owner/writer.

The first topic for this series will be a common topic: The Force. This can cover anything from dark vs light, the ethics behind using it, or even its very existence.

The Challenge

  • Entries must be no less than 250 Words, and there is (wince) no word cap.
  • Entries must strictly feature dialogue writing between the two characters, and the two characters alone.
  • Entries must not contain descriptions of actions that the characters are taking or depict any kind of interaction with props or the environment.
  • Entries may contain vocal cues such as “he said, she replied, she inclined, etc.” as well as tones and volumes such as: “her voice rose, his voice cracked, his words were clipped and tight.”
  • Telepathy is allowed, but should be indicated in italics

  • There is no unit restriction on your choice of character for the purpose of this competition other than having a character sheet. They can be anything from a member of your unit, a Dark Councilor, or even a rogue, as long as they have an active and approved character sheet.

Grading

Grading will be done in accordance with the official Fiction Rubric.

  • Entries that fail to meet the guidelines of the challenge will be graded down in accordance to the rubric.

Example Formatting

Entry: 284 Words

Marick Tyris and Adem Bol’era


“I understand if you don’t want to speak to me anymore, but at least hear me out,” Marick Tyris said somberly.

“...”

“I’m not going to apologize. There was only so much more that I could teach you. You have to understand that, at least.”

“Sure. That totally makes everything alright,” Adem finally responded.

“I never said it would. I just trust that I taught you better than to dwell on such things.”

“Yeah, well, I guess you got your wish,” the Umbaran sighed. “Why are you here?”

“I’m the head of the Inquisitorius. I can go where I wish.”

“So what do you want from me?”

“Last I checked, you were still an Inquisitor, and a friend.”

“Kind of hard to play either of those roles when the rest of your friends and family don’t want to play along with the new Voice of the Brotherhood.”

“...”

“Yeah, that tends to happen when one of your own goes off to join the psychotic Grand Master bent on wiping out the people you care about just because they have tails, ears, weird noses or all of the above. Oh, and when you take off the head of someone that trusted you and followed you into battle in the past.” Adem’s words never rose above a normal speaking volume. “Kind of puts a damper on familiar banter. So I’ll ask you again. Why are you here, on Ol’val?”

“I’m following up on a lead that I wanted to investigate personally. It just so happens that I needed to pick up some things from my favorite shop,” Marick explained plainly, his lilting voice lacking any hint of emotion.

“Okay, so take what you need and then leave, Master.”

</scene>

Competition Information

Parent Competition
Voice Dialogue Series
Organized by
Adept Marick Tyris
Running time
2017-03-03 until 2017-03-19 (17 days)
Target Unit
Entire DJB
Competition Type
Fiction
Awards
Second Level Crescents and Clusters of Ice as per VOICE guidelines
Participants
32 subscribers, of which 9 have participated.

Results

1st place
Raider Laren Uscot
Member
Raider Laren Uscot
Textual submission

Kul’tak Drol: https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/13819/character_sheet
Laren Uscot: https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/12946/character_sheet

"You summoned me, Drol?" said Laren Uscot.

"Mmm, indeed.” Kul'tak Drol responded.

“So what's so important that you called me here in the middle of the ni -"

“I have felt a disturbance in the Force, Laren,” Kul’tak said, cutting Laren off. “There were - glimpses of our suffering.”

“Listen, I understand you Force-types and your rituals about as much as I understand anatomy. How the hell does this whole ‘vision’ thing work -”

"*Silence*," Kul'tak hissed.

"..."

“Do you not see the significance?” Kul’tak roared. “I have killed more sentients than I can count. I have wielded power that can bring rulers to their knees. The Force is my weapon and my servant, and yet - yet it also seems to be our undertaker.”

“What are you saying, Drol? Are we in danger?” Laren finally asked.

"Were you followed, Laren? Who have you spoken to in the last two rotations? Where have you *been*?"

"First you speak of visions, and now you seek to interrogate me?” Laren growled.

"*Where*, Laren?"

"I had business to take care of off-world for House Ajunta Pall. You know I can't talk about it. What is this about, man?"

"Can I trust you?" rumbled Kul’tak.

"About as far as your blade can reach. But in our mutual endeavor, we want the same outcome."

“The Force works in mysterious ways. Even now the shroud of the Dark Side obscures our future. Yet it has shown us this. Why now?”

“Listen, I have questions about your ‘vision’ in a second. But I need real details, man. Speak!”

Kul'tak sighed. "You deny your association with the Inquisitorius, but I have embraced it. One learns to wade through the sea of lies and villainy, listening for the smallest shreds of truth. I have real evidence that..." Kul'tak's voice was no more than a whisper when he continued, "They suspect us, Laren."

"... Are you certain?" Laren finally asked.

"I would risk my life to prove this truth," Kul'tak replied.

"I'll take you up on that someday," the Pantoran quipped.

"They will have dispatched an asset to confirm their suspicions, if there isn't one here already."

"But would they inform the Dread Lord of their suspicions? She is, after all, the source of our deceit."

"Doubtful. She is as loyal to the Inquistorius and the Brotherhood as it is to the Clans. Both see the other as tools to be used, being kept at an arm's length - no more, and no less. But Laren..." the Warrior trailed off. "My concern lies in the fact they suspect us in the first place. How do they know?"

"Considering we're still alive, there is no way they have any solid evidence. Perhaps our association here has been noticed."

"Or perhaps an analysis has determined we have the most to gain and the least to lose if Selika was removed from power?" The Zabrak mused.

“There is no way to be sure.”

"I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place,” Kul’tak brooded.

“Like any good spy, your loyalty lies to yourself first - I hope.”

“I see all, question all.”

"Well spoken. In this case, we have far too many unanswered questions, and no answers to show for it. You discovered all this… from a vision?” Laren asked softly.

“By having a connection with the Force, it will sometimes provide users glimpses in time. In this case, it was our future.”

“The future, hmm? Are the outcomes you see absolute?”

“It is never for certain. For all the knowledge and power we possess, not even the Sith can control their fate. But there are times when the Force acts of its own will, seeking to manipulate events beyond our control.”

“Is it the Force at work, or an enemy we have not foreseen?”

“Everyone beyond this room is a potential enemy to our goals. Friends are a luxury for the weak, and the Jedi.”

"Choice words, Kul'tak," Laren said, laughing.

"The Grand Master's hand touches all. Can I trust you to stay the course, mercenary?"

"You ask the wrong question. I - like you - trust no one, not even myself. I put what trust I can muster into *something*. Is it better to trust in an unknown future, or accept that our enemies know they have won?"

"..."

"Have you nothing to add?" Laren finally asked.

"For a mere mercenary, you carry a wisdom beyond your status."

"Wisdom is great, but I've learned to respect the man with the bigger stick - or in your case, claws. And that precious Force of yours."

“What use are claws and my power against a potential doom we cannot avoid?”

“You’re the man with the visions, Kul’tak. You tell me.”

Placement
1st place
2nd place
Savant Aurora "Aura" Ta'var
Member
Savant Aurora "Aura" Ta'var
File submission
AForcedConversation1_AuraTavar.pdf
Placement
2nd place
3rd place
Battlelord Rasilvenaira Isatri'Zara StormRaven
Member
Battlelord Rasilvenaira Isatri'Zara StormRaven
Submission
Battlelord Rasilvenaira Isatri'Zara StormRaven opted out of publishing her submission.
Placement
3rd place
4th place
Peacekeeper Ka Tarvitz
Member
Peacekeeper Ka Tarvitz
File submission
Old_Questions.docx
Textual submission

This was an extremely strange story to try and write. I apologize in advance for what was produced.

Placement
4th place
5th place
Warlord Andrelious J. Mimosa-Inahj
Member
Warlord Andrelious J. Mimosa-Inahj
File submission
Forced_Conversation.docx
Textual submission

Andrel: https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/1653/character_sheet
Lithar: https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/11518/character_sheet

Placement
5th place
5th place
Knight Tali Sroka
Member
Knight Tali Sroka
File submission
Forced_convo.pdf
Placement
5th place
Seer Qor Palpatine
Member
Seer Qor Palpatine
File submission
AForcedConversation.pdf
Placement
No placement
Savant Kelly Mendes
Member
Savant Kelly Mendes
Submission
Savant Kelly Mendes opted out of publishing her submission.
Placement
No placement
Augur Xantros
Member
Augur Xantros
File submission
Lt._Col._Lithar_Andaris__11518__Forced_Conversation.doc
Placement
No placement