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Competition
Caperion Legends: Nighttime in Nardash
Textual submission

No question Nardash is a big city. Some people might even call it huge. Those people had never been to Coruscant, or even Nar Shadaa. Those were huge cities. As it stood, Nardash was just big. Twenty million residents, a few hundred square miles of concrete and steel, and the heart of the Meraxis Empire, naturally they would have a massive and strict police force to maintain absolute order.

And without a doubt, the Nardash Police Department (on paper a civilian organization, in practice a subdivision of the Military) was the picture of discipline, ever ready to crack down on the first sign of a crime, felony, or minor misdemeanor (really, they were all pretty much the same under Meraxian law).

Disciplined, dedicated, unwavering. So, naturally, they were a major hotbed of corruption. That’s where the Wayward Officer Correction Tribunal, WOCT, (Watchers, as their nickname goes) sprung up a few decades back.

The whole group was founded just two years after the coup that put the previous emperor in power, and only lasted for about two more years after that. In the decade since, they’ve become a kind of a ghost story among the populace, mostly cause of the weird rumors surrounding them, and the increasingly more weird rumors that have been popping up since.

Officially, the Watchers were an internal affairs division. The MP’s kept the populace in line, the Watchers kept the MP’s in line. The weird stuff was in how. See, the Watchers, they didn’t have the authority to make arrests, or even to open investigations. If an officer was accused of breaking the rules they were supposed to keep, the Watchers would simply “ask” them to come in for an “interview”.

See, that was another weird thing, nobody knew where the Watcher operated out of. They had no official base of operations, at least not one that was listed on paper. They’d just show up, at your precinct if you were lucky, if you weren’t they’d be at your house. And you didn’t have the option to refuse either. No word on where those souls went, but when they came back…

Take this one guy I heard a story about, Jaxos Reed...or was it Reen? Sheen? No no, it was definitley Jason Reed. Yes I’m sure, stop interupting!

So, Jack, he’s you’re standard slimeball, right? Taking bribes, dealing spice on the side, than using that money to set his wife and kids up in the nicest penthouse he could afford. One day he comes home to find a Watcher in that penthouse, sitting at the table with his wife and kids.

Jaxos didn’t show up to work the next day. His kids didn’t show up to school. Not for a week. Then two. Then four.

When they showed up again, they were the picture of Meraxian propaganda, “Hail the Emperor” and all that stuff. Reed punched the next guy that tried to bribe, the spice dealing stopped cold, and a lot of his regulars weren’t heard from again. I even heard a rumor that one of his kids nearly killed a classmate who said some unkind things about the regime.
What happened to the Watchers? Got shut down. Official story was “budget cuts”. Course you still always got the rumors. That they went underground to do their work more “efficiently”, that bad seeds still disappear and come back changed, that they’re the ones really running the Empire, that they’re a Sith sect or a bunch of disguised Rakatans or some nonsense…

Me? Well I take the Empire at it’s word. Course they’re gone. Take my advice, you tell people the same if it comes up. Just, trust me on this one?

Competition
Caperion Legends: Nighttime in Nardash
File submission
Nighttime_in_Nardash.doc
Textual submission

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Competition
Christmas with Krampus
File submission
Krampus.pdf
Competition
Deck the Halls with Porgs and Nexu
Submission
Angel Snow opted out of publishing her submission.
Competition
Deck the Halls with Porgs and Nexu
Textual submission

"I did what?!" The Proconsul exclaimed and the Roll Master cringed.

"You approved an order for one thousand Porgs and a dozen Nexu." Mune had the decency to act sheepish. He had been commanded by the Consul to follow up the discrepancy in the Proconsul's holiday budget. To say that she had been... upset... would be an understatement.

"Does that sound like something I would do?!"

Mune held up the datapad. "The first order was for 50 Porgs - for roasting. And a Nexu on... the Barbie? What is a Barbie, Braeby?" The Roll Master knew he was pushing it. The Elder was turning red in the face, but he didn't reach for the datapad to dispute the entirely fabricated statement of his peer. Instead, his eyes darted from the left to the right as he ran the calculations.

"I thought you said-"

"Yes, the order was much greater. But that was only the initial order. Apparently you put one in through the Excidium Headquarters then amended the order several hours later... and changed the notes on the order concerning its purpose."

The ice blue eyes of the former Krath bored into the fox-eared Roll Master. "And. what. did. it. say?" His words were punctuated with a seething hatred building within him.

Mune continued to adlib, "To repopulate Caina with a species of bird that is both hard, fierce, and loyal to the Empire." Mune thumbed through several screens on his data pad. "And it says here that you also requested for the Porg to become the official mascot of the Clan; though, you did stipulate that Sith could hunt the small creatures with assistance of the Nexu."

"Oh, did I?"

"Yes," Mune nodded, "as long as the Nexu didn't eat you. That was your only requirement."

Braecen turned his back towards the Equite and stared out the window in his office. It was the centerpiece of the room - everything was positioned to accentuate its dominance and the landscape that is surveyed below. It was a trapping of power and prestige that the Elder could not let go. Even with the destruction of the Cocytus System.

"I will be on my way to the Excidium Summit," Braecen barked. "I will sort out this matter immediately."

Mune watched the black clad man storm from his chambers towards the landing pad that would escort him to one of the Clan's larger ships. From there he would make a short jump in-system to come to the Bandit Moon that Excidium now considered their domain. The fox-eared man laughed to himself, stopped recording his entry, and sent the video file to Raiju with a simple message: "Merry Christmas!"

Competition
Meditation
Textual submission

Meditation: THOUGHTS BROKEN, that’s the only thing that came into her mind…But how? “Jedi are not suppose to be like that” a voice inside of her said.. Why??? Oh,she definitely knew why….And that’s when tears filled her brown eyes..She couldn’t hold it anymore,Zeline covered her eyes,sat down because she had no strength and started crying…If anybody could see her right now,they would think she was mourning a beloved one…But that wasn’t far from her reality..At a later time when her eyes turned red because of crying she thought: Meditation is that the medication?
Zeline Nemesis was a Jedi,she had to reorganize herself and exceed that situation.For her,meditation works only if she closes her eyes ,takes a deep breath and rub her belly,she was pregnant at the time and it should be kept as a secret from everyone including the Force. Zeline had to focus on her thoughts but that was what scared her the most,because by thinking and clearing her mind even if she could realize the situation better,the bad facts still were remaining facts.Although she could analyze them,step by step try to understand why is this happening and what to expect,so when the final result would come,to be able to deal with it.Her thoughts wouldn’t leave her alone not even for a minute. Zeline Nemesis wanted to scream to stop it but she couldn’t..Only choice she had,was to focus on the future.Hope guides her,this is what its takes her through the day and especially the night..With meditation everyone can understand itself better..First she tried not to think of anything, then she organized her thoughts according to the time that everything happened and by pretending she was someone else not related to the situation she tried to solve it,so she would be objective…If not anything could be solved,she would try to focus on the AFTER time…BUT so many questions with no answers from the person she cared about,no way to reach him,his absence made it seem like he didn’t exist in real life,even if she was sleeping and waking up with him on her mind..Therefore,even if she had the willing to solve the situation or find out the truth,how would she solve the problem if the answers weren’t possible to come from her but only from him?At that moment she reminded to herself that everything has to do with balance in meditation,embrace the good emotions but not go that deep into feelings and lose control… While doing meditation at the same time you are letting yourself free,you control everything that has to do with evil bad and negativity and try to stick with the Jedi Code … “Never leave the light path” a friend said in the past but Zeline Nemesis already knew that falling in LOVE for a Jedi is a dangerous trap.. And that has to do not only with emotions you can’t control but with the fear of being betrayed by the person you love and become literally broken,that can turn you into the evil path..It wasn’t a secret anymore she struggled,she suffered, she felt betrayed, that was more than she could ever handle.When he disappeared everything happened so fast for no apparent reason and the explanation she received after pursuing it,didn’t match with the facts she had seen… Yes,meditation may helps when she tried to cope with the situation but in the area that she suffered only that person could actually save her by telling her the truth…Waiting endless days,counted every minute,every second but meditation didn’t really help her because the facts and her reality were harsh .She didn’t want to be betrayed,who does? She didn’t want to live in a lie or hear lies again..The baby inside her belly kicked her again,that made her come back to reality and deal with the struggle for her lost love or waiting to find out if her beloved one was actually being captive..? Meditation: Does it really help or we make ourselves believe that it helps,until the situation is being solved on it’s own,so we won’t have any more thoughts to analyze..? But a fact for real: In meditation beautiful things will happen if you distance yourself from negativity .Inside her mind all these occurred in silence…Besides meditation has to do in some type of way with SILENCE!!! P.S I don't know how to upload a music video from youtube so it's: How far i'll go-Moana!! But the lyrics define me and i love the music too♡♡♡ "so come find me and let me know what's beyond that line....no one knows How far it goes.."