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The Stage is a fairly typical stage for events of this nature. Podium in the middle and towards the front, holo projectors for the show, you know the drill.
The security measures, however, are a bit unorthodox. Anyone attempting to rush the stage with shenanigans in mind will be pounced upon by security hiding in the catwalks. They will then be sedated, stripped, shaved, and suspended to the sides of the stage. At the end of the night, they will be taken to the courtyard and be put into stocks and will be available for the amusement of the guests.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 5:00:09 GMT -8
The bustling Theatre of the Sithies was filled with various spectators that included nominees, their friends and families, and those who were as yet unaware they had won an award. The lights suddenly dimmed in the Theatre as the room above the Stage retracted back as a holo timer ticked down the seconds, as a mysterious and ominously dark and deep voice counted down alongside the timer=Jack the Voice Over=5...4...3...2...1...Suddenly, Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren made his entrance from a LAAT Gunship flying over the Sithies Building, whilst a series of fireworks were fired into the air... Dr Wilhelm continued to smirk as the attendees retook their seats and the Ironette's made their way backstage, he then turned his attenion back to the assembled crowed, doing his best to make them feel comfortable=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=It's good to be here! Welcome to the Annual Sithies Event, commemorating the year 2012-2013! Let me first introduce myself... Dr Wilhelm then pointed off stage to a far off corner at the very back of the Theater, moments before a video and audio cue was activated, causing the Holoscreens to show a still of Dr Wilhelm, as the ominously dark and deep voice over played=Jack the Voice Over=Ladies and Gentlemen, Hailing from the Red Dawn Medical Center on Honoghr, tonight's first host... Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren.Dr Wilhelm's name then appeared at the foot of the screen in cool metallic block letters, before the screens on either side of the stage returned to showing Dr Wilhelm on stage=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=Thanks for the intro Jack. Now, before I get fired, let's move onto the event that has brought you all here, the Sithies! This year, we are doing things a little differently. This weekend is about recognizing the amazing talents in the final months of 2012 and those who remained with us, and those who joined us, in 2013. As such, this year we are presenting two sets of awards, The major Sithies Awards that were judged by our panel esteemed of Judges, and the Players Choice Awards which were judged by you, The Players. This year has seen some amazing writing, and I think a moment should be taken to recognize the hard efforts of all those involved. To begin with, I think she deserves the biggest round of applause, in fact she deserves a medal and her own sithies award for all the hard work and hours she has put in to ensure that the nominations were in on time, and that all of the posts were thoroughly scrubbed to ensure there was no favouratism, as well as being the sole vote counter. In fact no words can acurately describe my admiration for this woman. Ladies and Gentlemen, please put your hands together for the Sithies Manager! Suddenly the holoscreens on either side of the stage changed to show an image of The Sithies Manager sitting in one of the executive boxes in the Theatre. Wilhelm lead the crowd in a standing ovation for the hardest working member of the Sithies crew this year. A moment later the screens returned to showing Wilhelm on stage=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=I also would like to take a moment to also recognize the efforts of all those who participated in judging this years crop of Sithies Awards. Ladies and Gentlemen put your hands together for: Aerandir Calmcacil! Ander Tagira! @lyokan! Xeonon Solomon! Lord Jud'dayus: The Debase! eralam! Adrien Draykon! and myself, @wilhelmvanbuuren! Wilhelm once again lead the crowd in the round of applause for each of the judges as the holoscreens jumped to camera's that were centered on each Sithies Judge. For those who were seated in the Theatre, a spot light lit them up as the Camera showed them on the screen, for those not currently present at the Sithies, a head shot of them was shown instead. The camera came back to Wilhelm on stage and stayed centered on him=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=As mentioned earlier, this year we are presenting two sets of awards. Those judged by our aforementioned Judges, and those that were judged by you. So I would like to take this moment to hand out the Player's Choice Awards. Now there is a couple of them, so bare with me... Wilhelm then produced a set of envelopes all marked with official insignia's as a table of awards rose from the stage floor just behind and to the right of Wilhelm=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=The first Player's Choice award is for Favourite Doctor. All of these candidates are brilliant medical pratitioners, some of them more insane then others, but each as equally gifted in the medical arts. And the Nominee's are: Dr. Wilhelm Van Buuren, Dr. Conan Moore, Dr. Leon Lehmann, Dr. Alisha Mercotti, Dr. Ted E. Bare, Gukky, Jena Shaewe, and Lyssa Ramaela. And so, the winner is... Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren! Suddenly 8 of the Player's Choice Plaque's rose of from the table with the names written on each:
Dr. Wilhelm Van Buuren - WINNER
Dr. Conan Moore
Dr. Leon Lehmann
Dr. Alisha Mercotti
Dr. Ted E. Bare
Gukky
Jena Shaewe
Lyssa Ramaela
Wilhelm tossed the first envelope away and then begun reading the second envelope=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=The second Player's Choice award is for Funniest Post. This posts have made us cry... with tears of laughter. You'll bust a gut within moments of reading the first few lines of any of these posts. And the nominees are: Talon Fenris at Bagaj the Hutt's Trading House in Prak City, Dr Ted E. Bare and Nurse Sarah in the RDMC Janitor's Closet, and Caed Maas in Eralam's Explosives Emporium. And the winner is... Dr Ted E. Bare and Nurse Sarah in the RDMC Janitor's Closet! Suddenly 3 of the Player's Choice Plaque's rose of from the table with the names written on each:
Dr Ted E. Bare and Nurse Sarah in the RDMC Janitor's Closet - WINNER
Talon Fenris at Bagaj the Hutt's Trading House in Prak City
Caed Maas in Eralam's Explosives Emporium
Wilhelm tossed the second envelope away and begun reading the third envelope=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=The third Player's Choice award is for Favourite Leader. These are people who have shown great leadership both IC or OOC. They have been driving forces behind change, and shown us where to go. And the nominee's are: Ice Matango, Sinistra, Exchequer Australis, Ashrah Intalbo, Dr. Ted E. Bare, Ael Jade, and Gabriel Solomon. And the winner is... Ice Matango! Suddenly 7 of the Player's Choice Plaque's rose of from the table with the names written on each:
Ice Matango - WINNER
Sinistra
Exchequer Australis
Ashrah Intalbo
Dr. Ted E. Bare
Ael Jade
Gabriel Solomon
Wilhelm tossed the third envelope away and begun reading the fourth envelope=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=The fourth Player's Choice award if for the Most Heartwrenching Post. Whether it be someone's death, the loss of thousands of people, or just being rejected by your crush, these moments will make you want to reach out and give someone a hug... and not Belial's kind of hugs. And the Nominee's are: Varro Calistarious regarding Arcanus Sunstrider the Butcher of Anobis, and Cassus Fett for the Death of Cassus Fett. And the winner is: Cassus Fett for the Death of Cassus Fett! Suddenly 2 of the Player's Choice Plaque's rose of from the table with the names written on each:
Cassus Fett for the Death of Cassus Fett - WINNER
Varro Calistarious regarding Arcanus Sunstrider the Butcher of Anobis
Dr Wilhelm then tossed the fourth envelope aside and began reading the fifth and final=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=The Final two Player's Choice awards are for Most Badass Post and Most Epic RP. These categories recieved only one nomination each, which is of no surprise. Most Badass Post is a hard category to qualify for, requiring measures of sheer badassness that all fall at your feet when you do naught but smile at them, something that you don't want the winner of this category to do. The winner of Most Badass Post is... The Major! Most Epic RP represents stories that you sit there in awe of what was just created, whether it be over a series of weeks and months, or over a matter of hours, as was the case with this winner. The winner of Most Epic RP is... Dr. Ted E. Bare and Nurse Sarah for The RDMC Janitor's Closet! The 2 final Player's Choice Plaque's rose from the table with the names written on each:
The Major - WINNER Most Badass Post
Dr. Ted E. Bare and Nurse Sarah for The RDMC Janitor's Closet - WINNER Most Epic RP
With the last of the Player's Choice awards announced, Wilhelm tossed aside the last envelope, as the Player's Choice awards were collected by the various winnder's and nominee's. Once they had been ushered off stage, Wilhelm rubbed his hands together, now ready to move the ceremony on to the main event=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=And now Ladies and Gentlemen, we move on to the main event of this evening. The presenting of the renown Sithies Awards. So now, without any further ado, Let's welcome the first presenter to the stage. Jack, take it away... The Stage went black a couple seconds later, allowing Wilhelm to slip off stage. The screens then lit up as a head shot of Galdaart Fel appeared=Jack the Voice Over=Ladies and Gentlemen, Here tonight to present the Best Journal of The Whills. Please welcome to the stage, the leader of the Fel Crew... Galdaart Fel!The lights then turned back on revealing the stage, while the camera's were waiting to center on Galdaart FelOOC: The Album Password for Players Choice is Wilhelm
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Post by Galdaart Fel on Feb 21, 2014 15:25:12 GMT -8
It had all been a whirlwind the last couple of days. He had awoken sometime (hard to tell when his cell was lit to daylight-levels at all times) soon after his incarceration, only to be herded from the cell and brought back to the landing platform on Aargau, where two full squads of Stormtroopers had been awaiting him. He didn't even have time to open his mouth to say something caustic: he merely raised an eyebrow when he was stunned, and the rest, as they say, was gravy. At least, his head still felt a little like gravy. There had been a hyperspace jump, he was sure of that, and vision had crept back into his eyeballs sometime in the last hour, just as the ship he'd been sequestered on had begun its descent toward a lush, green planet.
He didn't even really know where he was. But he'd been briefed, and knew what it was he needed to do.
Half of his escort moved onto the stage and took defensive positions around the podium, securing the perimeter. Fel couldn't hear their headset chatter, but knew what they'd be looking for. Fel crew members, known felons, Allies that could potentially make trouble. Didn't really matter much to Galdaart. In fact, it was kind of a cool entrance, when all was said and done. The crowd made an appropriate mixture of cheers and jeers for the IR troops, and when the Stormies were satisfied the area was secure, the remaining six troopers waiting in the wings with Fel moved out, the Lieutenant, leader of the detachment, prodding Fel to get a move-on.
The stage lights were hot, and the Spacer squinted slightly as he shuffled, barefoot, out onto the stage. The crowd clapped politely, and there were a few whistles and whoops from supporters and friends. Fel waved his cuffed hands and smiled to the crowd as he approached the podium. The producers had selected some stirring music for the spacer's arrival, and due to the size of the stage, and the speed at which Galdaart's shackled legs could walk, the fanfare lasted longer than perhaps it should have. When he made it to the podium, he was ringed by Stormtroopers, all with rifles at the ready. Fel made the 'cut' motion across his throat, and the music stopped.
Tapping the microphone to see if it was live, and rewarded by a short stab of feedback, Fel cleared his throat and started the proceedings: Good evening Jedi vs. Sith, and welcome to the Sithies Awards 2014. This weekend's festivities are brought to you by the good folks here on... to the closest Stormie where are we? ...Dressel! and well... by all of us who write on this magnificent site and who make this event possible year after year. Welcome all. Sorry I didn't put together a dance number but, well... sheepishly holding up his wrist binders, and receiving a sharp jab in the side from the closest trooper in replyI've been asked to present the first award of the ceremony, for Best Journal of the Whills. While we are all here to write and add in some small way to the universe we all love, some of us seek to go that little bit further. Long-form creative writing is the domain of the JotW, and to me this is a very important category, as some of our very best and brightest make time to enrich the site through some deeply introspective, often witty, moving prose. Tonight's nominees should all be applauded for their efforts and achievements, and the nominees are: Holoprojectors create images of the PC's and their exploits IC as Fel reads the names..." Forty Thieves of Nar Shaddaa" written by Zion Morviael and Terra Kiros, " Shifting Sands" written by Nartaga, " A Somber Affair" written by Eralam and Major, " Whiskey and Philosophy" written by Eralem and Sinistra, " Invasion" written by Taung H'rel, " Conversation" written by Major, " Til Death Do Us Part" written by Jago Pulastra and Sinistra, and " The Chronicles of Zion Morviael: The Morviael Games" written by Zion Morviael. Before I read the winner of the Best Journal of the Whills, I would like to encourage all of the site to go and read each and every one of these stories, you'll be glad you did. And the winner is... Fel attempts to tear open the envelope, but his wrist binders make the task all but impossible. With a sigh, he turns to the closest Stormie Would you mind? Thanks. "Whiskey and Philosophy" written by Eralem and Sinistra!! Congratulations guys. 
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Post by Lord Sinistra on Feb 21, 2014 15:43:59 GMT -8
Sinistra made her way to the stage, a regal red ballgown and a smile made her positively glow as she made her entrance from stage right. She accepted the trophy from Galdaart, pausing to give the spacer a peck on the cheek before she stepped to the microphone.
"Wow, I don't know what to say. Firstly, thank you to those who follow along with the Journal of the Whills stories. They offer a great opportunity for writers to step away from universe to explore a deeper side to their characters or to have a bit of fun. An immense thank you to the judges for reading through all the fine stories that were nominated. And lastly, to my partner in crime on this one, Eralam. I think our collaboration has certainly grown over the years and I look forward to seeing where the next year takes us."
Sin takes the trophy, bowing to the crowd before she exits stage left.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 15:44:49 GMT -8
A small piece of the stage rose up from the floor as Wilhelm took the stage again, he still gave a round of applause to both Galdaart, all those nominated and to the winners of Best JoTW. Wilhelm then motioned with his hand to silence the crowd
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
What an amazing category, and what a brilliant way to kick off the Sithies. I must admit, I am glad I have this bionic heart, not sure I'd be able to withstand the stress of all the waiting...
Wilhelm had a light chuckle, before striding to the front of the stage as he put his hands together
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
Now things really warm up a bit. 5 awards over 5 hours. NPC, Duo, Improved, Mando, and Non-Force. So let's kick this craze off with our first of today's 5 presenter's. Jack, take it away...
The lights on the stage glowed a birght white briefly, allowing Wilhelm a moment to jump into a hidden stage door, before the lights returned to their normal luminosity as the screens changed to show a picture of Noble Team on either side of the stage, whilst the moving lights on stage had a number of cool lighting effects they were projecting onto stage
=Jack the Voice Over=
Ladies and Gentlemen, Presenting the Best NPC award tonight, Your favourite Spartan's, Noble Team...
The stage lights would return to normal and the holoscreens would change to projecting the live feed from the camera's when Taung made his way onto the stage
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Post by Galdaart Fel on Feb 21, 2014 15:47:09 GMT -8
Fel and his armor-clad entourage watch admiringly as Sinistra makes her acceptance speech, and follow her off Stage Left.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 15:47:48 GMT -8
A Time-Space warp hole appeared on stage, before the five members of Noble Team, Carter, Kat, Emile, Jorge, and Jun, appeared on stage. The Team was still dressed in their Mjolnir armour, since wearing tux's and armour was more of a Cassus or Plu thing to do. They approached the front of the stage, with Carter slightly out in the lead of the rest of themThank you all, it is a pleasure to be here tonight to present the award for Best NPC...A category that we know a thing or two about. Whilst this galaxy is all about the stories of you, the PCs, it is also true that you make up only a small fraction of this galaxy...The rest of it, is populated by people like ourselves, NPCs. Non-Player Character's can take pivotal roles in the SLs of PCs, such as that most prized R2 unit who get's you out of any sticky situation, or your army commander who is your mother's second cousins brother-in-law, twice removed. Regardless of their rank, they fill in the blanks that your character alone cannot...In fact, some NPCs can be so well written out, that they have their own backstory, their own lives. Someday they could even become their own PC, ya know? And tonight, we are here to recognize their talents of some of these amazing NPCs...And the nominee's are: Doneely Durant written by Walter Avius, Logan Aximand written by @gideonraith, Kaserp written by Walter Avius, Krae written by Arn Hart, Betsy written by Ice Matango, Lukas Matango written by Ice Matango, and One Bee written by Aerandir Calmcacil...And the winner is... Kaserp written by Walter Avius!Noble Team gave a huge round of applause as the trophy table rose behind them, ready to hand the awards out to the winner and the nominee's:
Kaserp written by Walter Avius - WINNER
Doneely Durant written by Walter Avius
Logan Aximand written by Gideon Raith
Krae written by Arn Hart
Betsy written by Ice Matango
Lukas Matango written by Ice Matango
One Bee written by Aerandir Calmcacil
Noble Team would then vanish back into the time-space portal, freeing upo the stage for the winner to make his speech, or for the host to announce the next presenter OOC: The Album password is Taung
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 16:10:56 GMT -8
Wilhelm walked on from stage right, applauding the hosts, the nominee's and the winners of Best NPC. Well although they were originally running behind schedule, Wilhelm would be damned if he didn't get this show back on track
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
What a rocky start this has been. But I think Sinistra could teach us a thing or two about having a rocky time...
Wilhelm winked over to where Sinistra was, having gotten in his pun for the evening
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
Well, before I get shot at, Here is your next Presenter...
Wilhelm threw down a smoke bomb and disappeared as the lights dimmed and the screens showed a head shot of Diamonte
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Ladies and Gentlemen, Here to present Best Duo, J-TECH's head tech, Diamonte Tuhlute...
The lights brightened and the cameras were ready and waiting to center on the Jedi Master who was there to present the award
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 16:14:55 GMT -8
( Intro Music) Suddenly a group of black wearing Kuroko dash on stage to “Set up” the stage for the next presenter. three screens (two in front of me, and one behind as a backdrop) are ran out, and between them, I prepare. as the sound of the drums get louder several war banners are raised with the different Faction Crests at this event, just before the screens open, two banners come up with my jedi crest. the two screens in front of me part revealing me in my Jinbaori standing in front of the Sithies emblem on the backdrop. turning to the Kuroko, i bow before moving to the mic
“ Thank you everyone. as we have found out, a lot of things work better with two people, whether it be a teacher instructing a student, a Master disciplining his apprentice, or two dunderheads working together to finish the sites trophies.” a beat of awkward silence is held before I continue“ As you can guess, the Next category is Duos, and those nominated are quite talented in their own right. they include:” The screens behind my goes split screen to find each half of the Pairs, where they cannot a stock photo is supplied.Nurse Sarah and Dr. Ted E. Bare
Sinistra and Jago Pulastra
Ares Solaris and Alisha Mercotti
Ael Jade and Terra Kiros
Sinistra and Eralam
Eralam and Major
Ael Jade and the Admiral
the light came to me as i opened the envelope“ And the Sithie goes to…. Ael Jade & Terra Kiros.”
I step aside to the awards table as applause begins to erupt. ooc: Nurse Sarah and Dr. Ted E. BareSinistra and Jago PulastraAres Solaris and Alisha MercottiAel Jade and Terra Kiros - WINNERSinistra and EralamEralam and MajorAel Jade and the AdmiralOOC: the Album password for the Duo Album is Diamonte |
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Post by Ael Jade on Feb 21, 2014 16:34:29 GMT -8
Surprised, Jade looked over at the Admiral for a moment, and then deciding that this was happening, she stood up; however, since this is the Sithies, instead of walking up to the stage she dematerialized and POOFED onto the stage with a bang surrounded by a cloud of dissipating smoke.
"Wow. Thanks. Honestly, I'm surprised. But then, I didn't know what the Sithies were until a few months ago. Talk about embarrassing. Anyway, hopefully we'll run into each other in the universe."
Considering her options, as well as the inclinations of her writer (for once), the diminutive Jedi flicked out a hand and used the Force to bodily pitch Diamonte Tuhlute and his writer into a large fountain that mysteriously appeared in front of the stage for that purpose specifically. As he vanished into a large splash of water, she herself disappeared back into the crowd.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 17:17:23 GMT -8
The rear panel of the stage parted as Wilhelm came back on stage. He gave a quick round of applause for the presenter, nominees and the winners. He was really going to need to start getting creative as to his entrances, but he had plenty of time to sort it out
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
So Dav walks into a bar... and his ego cushions him. It's also good to see the MTV days were not forgotten by some, eh Major? So Nartaga, how's the weather on Tatooine, reckon the heat will let up?
A nice little quip or two to keep things less then monotonous around here was always a good thing, especially considering the pace things were going at. But seeing the time, Wilhelm decided to move things along
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Rightio folks, let's keep this show moving. Jack, you have the honours...
Wilhelm then felt the stage descend beneath his feet as a headshot of Reyn Skirata appeared on the holoscreens
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Once again we descend down the rabbit hole. And now here to present Best Mandalorian, one of the Mando greats... Reyn Skirata.
The stage lights flashed brightly, before dimming, as the camera's prepared to center on Reyn Skirata when he appeared on the stage
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Post by Cuyan Skirata on Feb 21, 2014 18:00:17 GMT -8
Reyn approached the stage with a smile and easy gait. He was enjoying himself, and it was clear. He took the podium and gave everyone a wave and smile, then his manner became instantly more dignifed and solemn."Jate'ca everyone. Some of you know me, and many of you likely do not. As those who do know me can attest. This following award is of great personal significance to me. I once wore the helm of Mandalore, what seems like a lifetime ago. It's hard to be sure, time passes quite differently in Manda, as I am sure many of you can imagine. The Mandalorian life is not an easy one. It is a life of violence, pain, loss, and often great privation. We have had a long and storied history as a people. We have fought Jedi, Sith, those strange permutations of force users somewhere between, Empires, Republics, and likely anything else you can name. Though we have been brought to the brink of total destruction many times, always we have endured, only to claw ourselves back off the precipice and soar to new heights of power, just to be brought low once more." He took a sip of the tihaar he had brought with him from the bar and cleared his throat."This is our way, and the eternal cycle of destruction and regrowth has formed us into what we are. Regardless of your personal opinion of our culture and place in the galaxy, you cannot deny that very few have such an impressive track record in the tough to destroy department, or as we call it being "dead 'ard." These few individuals here nominated are all worthy warriors, fine representatives of the clans, and Kad will receive them all in Manda in their time." He had another drink and his fierce emerald eyes scanned over the assembled audience."Now, I am sure you have all had enough of hearing an old warrior prattle on. My glories and honors are behind me, and this is a time to celebrate the young, those will be our future, just as I and so many others are our past. The nominees for best Mandalorian are: Taung H'relCorr VhettDarian BeviinDred ViszlaTrull OrdoAnd the Winner is: Darian Beviin! Congratulations ner'vod!"
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Post by Darian Beviin on Feb 21, 2014 18:22:22 GMT -8
A million lifetimes passed him in stunned the stunned silence of an instant. Faint and distant jade orbs slowly came into focus as his name echoed in his ears, and Darian clamped his mouth shut. The time for composure was upon him, but he felt shaken. Like a hammer blow to his gut, the award struck without warning. Darian had sense enough to rise. "Su'cuy, everyone," the priest in tattered vestments rattled in a low voice as he approached Reyn.
Clapping his deceased brother-priest on the shoulder, Darian locked eyes with Skirata. Here was a man he had never met in life, but Darian felt overwhelming understanding between their spirits. "Kad holds your soul closely, vod. May you slay his enemies eternally."
Reaching out and claiming the spoils of his faith, Darian turned to the crowd. Hoisting the coveted item skyward, he roared with beastial vigor. No words could express the majesty of that moment. The consummate reflection of a warrior, and the Mandalorian who stands out from the rest had to display something more than just his faith.
To become a dream made manifest, Darian reached out with his body, mind and soul, and he brushed the crowd with spirit alone. The duty of a Priest is to inspire the faithful and faithless alike. In that moment, Darian felt vindicated.
And in silence, Darian wandered back to his seat. The beginnings of a smile played at the small man's lips. Darian stared down in awe at his prize. "All Glory to the Destroyer God," Darian prayed. And with that, he said nothing more.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 18:23:18 GMT -8
Wilhelm dropped down from the rafter's, ala Mission Impossible, hanging only meters above the stage floor as the crowd applauded the winner of the Best Mando. He held his fingers to his lips as if he were being a secret agent=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=Well folks, let's keep this road show rolling, we are on some wobbly wheels, so let's get our next host out here... Suddenly Wilhelm was pulled up back into the rafters as a head shot of Krokh appeared on the screens on either side of the stage=Jack the Voice Over=Hailing from the Land down Under, our very own Australian Sith Lord, here to present Most Improved... Korkh DuhnDe...The stage fell silent as the lights dimmed to a more australian theme and the camera's prepared to center on Krokh
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 18:25:14 GMT -8
All was silent on the stage, when a video clip started playing on the screens. A few moments later Krokh waltzed on stage, a giant dead cocodile hanging over his shoulder as he stopped at the front of the stage, with all the damn swagger that an Australian Sith didn't even need to try and muster=Krokh DuhnDe=G'day mates, how's it goin'? Thought I'd bring some meat to chuck on tha' barbe mates, but I think I need to present some fancy shiny rock to someone here. Krokh then tossed the crocodile down on the ground and pulled out some tiny cue cards someone back stage had written for Krokh to read. But the Noghri sith Lord tossed the cards aside, unable to ready the puny man's text=Krokh DuhnDe=Well bugger that scribble for a dingo's turd. I prefer ad libbing this anyway fella's. So this award is all about commemorating the efforts of those writers who went from pretty shithouse, to somewhat better. So, here are the nominee's: Gabriel Angellos, and Diamonte Tuhlute. Both very strange sounding names, but I wish them both luck. Korkh then pulled out another envelope, which he managed to somehow carefully open in a feat of rare precision=Krokh DuhnDe=The Winner is... Gabriel Angellos! Good one mate. You get first choice of croc meat... oh and this shiny rock... A podium rose from the stage with the Most Improved awards on it:
Gabriel Angellos - WINNER
Diamonte Tuhlute
Krokh then shouldered the dead croc again and made his way off stage, to go find a barbe to roast the crocodile over OOC: the album password is Eralam
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Feb 21, 2014 18:58:38 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 18:58:38 GMT -8
Wilhelm swung from a jungle vine from the Theatre atrium and down onto the stage, landing a perfect 3 point tuck and facing the crowd. There was only one final presentation for the day
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
Well folks, we come to the final presentation for the night, but we will be back to present the second half of the awards tomorrow. So I now hand you over to the capable hands of our final presenter...
Wilhelm strode off stage as the lights dimmed and a picture of Mike Frantz appeared on the screen
=Jack the Voice Over=
And now, your final presenter for this evening. Here to present Best Non-Force. A member of the Jedi Order's High Council... Mike Frantz!
The lights then resumed their normal brightness as the camera's prepared to center on Mike Frant
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Post by Mike Frantz on Feb 21, 2014 20:36:54 GMT -8
Taking a long swig from the infamous flask of Sto I make my way onto the wonderful stage of the Sithies. It seems like only last year that I was... oh wait.. I guess that was last year.. or the year before.. or.. oh who cares.... Needless to say I've had a few drinks tonight. Mostly stolen from other patrons of the event, I mean really who has the time to go to the bar anyway. Pulling a drink from a random patron of the event and chugging the sweet liqueur I step up to the microphone. Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls... and those Mando people too.... I take a brief pause for laughter... or blaster bolts. It's the moment you've all been waiting for. The award for the Best Non-Force, the best Man or woman who doesn't have this magic silly stuff we call the force. And the results are..... I take a quick moment to tap a few buttons and hack a couple of the screens so I don't have to try to unslur my speech to say all those complicated words. Lia Corusa
Gukky
Gideon Raith - WINNER
Crom'nen
Fenrir
Galdaart Fel
Adrien Draykon
Congratalitions fulks. A loud thud is suddenly heard as I manage to fall from the stage instead of walking calmly out off it like I had really thought I could manage. OOC: The password is mystery
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 22:33:29 GMT -8
Striding out onto the stage with a confident swagger befitting a man of his station, Gideon approaches the podium. The soldier had forgone the traditional black dress uniform of the Imperial military, in favour of something more striking. Clad within the silken embrace of a dark coral suit and, a freshly painted Stormtrooper helm (Enameled to match) bouncing upon his crown, He places his bare palms upon pedestal. This was his first time ever being awarded anything outside Imperial Honours, so the experience of having his cherry popped was refreshing. With a nervous smile hidden behind the rosy frown of his battle helm, the soldier activated his internal voxcaster with a thought. As an afterthought Gideon deactivated the wire thin microphone, ensuring to save the accumulated audience a moment of discomfort.
:: Out of the many people I would like thank, the Judges and my competitors are the most prevalent. Thank you for choosing me as the Best Non-Force character here on JedivSith, and thanks to the other nominees for being pitiful Xenos scum undeserving of my shinnies. ::
The soldier tilted his head slightly to the side, as the sound of sarcastic laughter bursting forth from his helmet’s speakers. Mockingly slapping the pedestal with his right hand, Gideon shook his head as if laughing at a personal joke; before continuing on.
:: I’m serious about my competition and the judges being the folks most deserving of my praise. They’re great writers whom no doubt gave the decision makers a tough choice, when it came down to the nitty gritty. In addendum, thanks for making this such a shoe-in. ::
Lifting the award towards the roof with his left hand, the Stormtrooper slowly began to back away from crystalline plinth. However as he began to turn away from the gathered audience, Gideon swung his gaze towards both sides of the stage; as if appearing to be a criminal about to perform a nefarious deed. Using his free hand, he undid his fly and whipped out his pixelated shaved “Ewok”. Gasps of shock and admiration; followed swiftly by violent seizures, shrieks of terrified young children, holocams capturing an everlasting nightmare, and finally swooning women. Moving towards the precipice of the Dresselian stage, the Imperial officer micturated upon the unconscious form of the Jedi High Councillor. Verbalized screams of the Vietnam War erupted from Mike Frantz’s mouth, as the golden stream cascaded down upon him.
Switching targets, leading the trail of liquid courage to swell within the gapping orifice of the prone Jedi, Gideon swivels his head about to cast his gaze out into the audience.
:: Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh, this feels wonderful… ::
As the powerful river began to stem, the soldier shook it twice only to return its taffeta housing thereafter. Chuckling aloud at the disgrace he had just bestowed upon the drunken Corellian, Gideon raised a pair of fingers towards the characteristic frown of his battle helm; symbolically blowing a kiss towards the crowd.
:: Screw the Republic, For the Emperor!::
Exiting stage left, all that remained behind of Gideon’s heinous act, was a mentally disfigured Jedi calling out for his mother to stop...
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Feb 21, 2014 22:43:54 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2014 22:43:54 GMT -8
Wilhelm magically appeared from off stage, taking center stage as a group of security officers surrounded Mike Frantz defiled body, as the poor drunken Jedi screamed out about some traumatic past experience "Please Mommy! No! Not Again! I'll Be Good Mommy! Why does it smell like asparagus?!". Security took some time before they were able to detain the now broken Jedi and escorted him off to the medical unit
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
Nothing to see here... nothing at all... Jack take it away!
Suddenly the lights and holoscreens dimmed to black and an image of Jedi Master Rawkill appeared
=Jack the Voice Over=
Ladies and Gentlemen, Here to Present Best Darksider. The only Ewok in the Jedi Order... Jedi Master Rawkill!
The lights faded back up and the camera's were awaiting Rawkill's entrance
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