Competition: [PLA] Plagueian Poetry

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[PLA] Plagueian Poetry

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JUST KIDDING! Using any poetry style of your choice, make a poem describing some aspect of the New Year. The poem must include 1 or more references to 1 or more of the following: One of your characters, one of your possessions, a clan asset(ship, base, or other location with a wiki article) or clan summit member.

Grading will be based 50% on complexity, 40% poetic style, 10% inclusion and use of rhyming. Ties will be broken by graders choice.

Points will be awarded for the [PLA] January Comp series event as described(see parent comp for details)

Competition Information

Parent Competition: [PLA] Plagueian Competition Series: January 2026 Edition
Organized by: Brother Kalen Joss
Running time: 2026-01-05 until 2026-01-31 (27 days)
Target Unit: Clan Plagueis
Competition Type: Poetry
Awards: Third Level Crescents
Participants: 4 subscribers, of which 4 have participated.

Results

1st place

Furios Morega di Plagia

Member

Furios Morega di Plagia

Textual submission

Furios Every Year
Structured verse by Furios Morega di Plagia
Participation Only

Furios is great
You say otherwise?
You don't need to hate
No need to tell lies

He leads the best House
And slays all the foes
From lion to mouse
He's hunted all those

You must be jealous
'Cause in this new year
He's not going to fuss
But shall impose fear

Placement

1st place

2nd place

Battlelord Katrila

Member: Battlelord Katrila
Textual submission: *K*atrila's ride is fast and light;
*A* freighter armed for any fight.
*T*he luxury interior might prove a trap
*N*ot for dogfights, but catnaps.
*I*n the company of its Sith captain
*P*assengers and crew never know what might happen.
Placement: 2nd place

3rd place

Arawyn Kir

Member: Arawyn Kir
Submission: Arawyn Kir opted out of publishing his submission.
Placement: 3rd place

Brother Kalen Joss

Member: Brother Kalen Joss
Textual submission: I grabbed my Lightsaber
Its hilt was old and worn bare
But twas mine, without a care
Placement: Participation only