Inspiracy Grand Opening Contest!
Your nominees:
Vieve - http://backstage.eve-inspiracy.com/index.php?topic=416.msg4591#msg4591
Shalee Lianne - http://backstage.eve-inspiracy.com/index.php?topic=416.msg5073#msg5073
Ken - http://backstage.eve-inspiracy.com/index.php?topic=416.msg4606#msg4606
MadMuppet - http://backstage.eve-inspiracy.com/index.php?topic=416.msg4718#msg4718
Voting goes for one week!
The Contest:
Just write a short description of a crew member on one of your characters' ships. Could be an officer, or a regular crew member. Someone your character has tea with or someone your character has never seen. The contest will run 2 weeks from the time of this post. Submit your description in this thread. (Either the description itself or a link to it). Judges will nominate several potential winners, and the grand prize winner will be picked by a poll.
The Prizes:
1st Prize: 500m ISK
2nd Prize: 300m ISK
3rd Prize: 200m ISK
Everyone who is nominated by a judge but doesn't place in the poll will receive a 25m consolation prize.
The Rules:
- Descriptions should be no more than 500 words. A few more than that may be ok, but judges may choose not to consider entries that break the limit. Go over at your own risk.
- One entry per person
- New (previously unpublished) material only
- Description needs to be within the bounds of Eve PF (Canon). If you aren't sure about something, I suggest asking - the 'OOC' channel in-game would be a good place to start, or on the Inspiracy forum itself. Everyone is always happy to help. If you aren't familiar with the PF, there is plenty on the eve-o official site in the backstory section.
- All decisions by me in regards to the contest are final. There is no appeal. Don't feel I've been fair to you? I will try to be fair, but in the end, Eve isn't fair. Value it as a learning experience.
- Contest will run for 2 weeks, starting at the time stamp on this post.
- Rules subject to change.
Format:
The contest will be open for entries for 2 weeks from the time of this thread. Judges will review the entries in this thread. Each judge will pick 2 once the contest closes. There will be a couple of days for judges to do the picking, if need be. The judges will post their picks in the contest thread. I will create a poll, which will run for 1 week. The winners will be picked via that poll.
Any sign of tampering with the poll will lead to an alternate selection method.
Misc:
Thank you to Kaldor Mintat and Ciarente for helping with prize funds! :D
He Did Not Want To Die Like This
He looked at his hand, laughed at the way it trembled and joked with his shipmates about his Amarrian heart lacking warrior strength at the moment his manhood was to be tested, the moment every navy man prays for and the moment he would be judged in the eyes of his God.
It says much about Lieutenant Kor-Zaml that he thought about his wife when most men would be consumed by pleasurable thoughts of another life. He was as pious as any man who fought for God and empire but knew how pride and temptation could get the better of him so prayed that any judgement on his soul would not last too long.
Matari artillery blowing chunks of armour off their battleship seemed like a distant memory but the claxon warning of a hull breach still rung in his ears and his mind replayed the explosion over and again like a horror movie projected over his every thought. The shell had smashed through the other side of the control room and he would no doubt be awarded a medal for saving lives as the panicked crew fought their way towards airtight escape chambers, it would be a hollow prize for a woman and son cheated out of a loyal husband.
Despite his injuries the Lieutenant had survived the engagement and the respect he commanded from his men was obvious when he led cheers of joy and many salutes to the victorious Amarr who scooped their escape pod to safety. Leadership was something he took very seriously and it resulted in a constant battle between the vanity of being an alpha male and the humility of being a loyal subject.
The journey home took them close to Gallente space and the intercom announced they would be docking for repairs at a station that had been recently captured by the Caldari, crew would get a few hours shore leave while the worst injuries were transferred to a hospital. The lieutenant’s men followed him to a vehicle waiting outside the ship and as he stared at the unfamiliar panorama of Gallente architecture he felt his darkest hour approach.
The battle of vanity vs humility raged in his head as the vehicle reached it’s destination but he knew deep down that vanity had already won and he was shackled to the guilt of being alpha among the lads. His crewmates applauded as a young woman in a nurses uniform approached and the lieutenant couldn't help thinking that her skimpy outfit would not be acceptable back in Amarr, he wanted to turn and run away but knew his crew were expecting him to be a man.
He looked at his hand, laughed at the way it trembled and mad a joke to cover the pain of his inner turmoil, he followed the young woman to a back room in the pleasure hub and the faithful husband and father beating in his chest curled up to die.