Stage

Adjusting his bow tie as he walks onto the stage to accept his award a bit later than his fellow Darksider, Lyov walks to the podium and says, "As my fellow brother of darkness said before me, it is a great honor to receive this award when there were so many other talented writers with amazing characters to choose from in the category. In addition to thanking the Sithies staff for all of their hard work, I would also like to take this opportunity to thank the writing team of Umgul for accepting a new and unknown role player into their group, and for giving this Darksider a place to carry out his devious plans. And, as Lord Ifirit said, go and check out the excellent stories our fellow nominees and other Darksiders on the site are writing."

His speech ended, Lyov exits the stage to make his way back to his table.

With all the presentations having come to an end, and the fact the stage would be left open for the other winners to make their speeches, Wilhelm made his way out onto the stage to attend to the closing ceremony duties
=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
Well Ladies and Gentlemen, We have come to the end of the awards ceremony for The Sithies 2015, and I must say, a big congrtuatlions to all our winners who were here, and those that couldn't make it, over the weekend! I also want to congratulate all the nominee's that were nominated! I really highly suggest you go check out their work, it really is fantastic and something worth having a look at. Another weekend of laughs, fun, entertainment, and horrors that only the strongest brain bleach will be needed for, has passed, but I assure you, the After Party starts out in the Main Hall right after the show, so head on out, enjoy the music being played, grab a drink, get a bite to eat, scandalize some friends, and have a good time! But before I wrap things up, there is a couple special awards that need to be handed out to those you bribed... erm, uhm... yeah totally earned this based on legit reasoning! None of these are official awards, but the first goes to Atlantis Vyridian, for being a whiney ass, little Elitist Drama Queen, the second is a shout out to Darth Bacon, for the Best Catering, well he was the only caterer so what you gunna do? The third goes to Morgan Calmcacil, because streaking should be a sport, or something you win something for! and the final one, goes to my beloved Ice Queen of Honoghr, for her... bodacious deathstars... yes, we'll go with that... and now, before we go, I want to thank all of the Judges, who put their time and effort into not only putting up with some of my crazed ideas, but for taking the time to read through all the posts that were submitted and judging them fairly, so, this pin is for you guys!


=Dr Wilhelm Van Buuren=
Thank you all for coming, and hopefully, we'll see you all again next year! also, the stage will be open until the end of the Sithies for those yet to make their speeches! Jack, take it away!
Wilhelm then disappeared in a large pyrtechnics blast, teleporting himself out into the Main Hall, as Jack took over the final goodbye

My return trip to the stage was all a blur. Gone were the worries about public speaking or the annoyance at a hundred thousand eyeballs staring at me. I was beyond all of that now: I was in shock, and my feet hardly seemed to touch the ground at all as I made my way to the podium to accept the award. I really had not expected to win Best Non-Force, and given the long list of worthy nominees, I was proud just to have been mentioned in the same breath as these other greats. But to win, and to share the award with Fel? It was the perfect cap to an amazing night, and my brain was reduced to something approximating a pile of goo.

But there was one coherent thought still recognizable, carefully inserted there, by my writer. And so, my face shining in amazement, with tear streaks starting to form, I addressed that thought. "Thank you so much. I've tried so hard to accurately portray myself and my interactions with Force users, coming from a background that barely understands the Jedi and the Sith, and much like Han Solo, does not really believe in hokey religions and ancient weapons." I smirked. "Today is a little different, because of the extra self-awareness that the Sithies brings out in us characters, but I've definitely had a challenging year understanding and dealing with the actions of Force users.

"This award means a lot to me, even more than the Best Smuggler/Criminal award, and I could not be more honored to share it with my Captain, Galdaart Fel. Here's to surviving another year without superpowers, and keeping on flying!" I stepped back, and lingered until Fel came forward to collect his prize, then wrapped him up in a tight hug.

Artemis was mid drink when she heard hers and Aros' names called. Finishing off the last of the whiskey in the glass, she tossed it into a nearby potted plant and headed up to the stage and podium. Taking the award when it was handed to her, she looked down at it reading the inscription with an arched eyebrow . Gazing out into the crowd, she smiled.

"Well this is a surprise. I'm not sure where, Aros, my partner in crime, is but I'll accept this on his behalf also. I would like to thank everyone involved with the Sithies and all the Judges who took a chance on two unlikely bounty hunters. Thank you!" She smiled once more, holding the award up so the paparazzi at the foot of the stage could take their pics then she turned and quietly walked off.

*Darth Bacon took the stage, beaming and waving with both hands to the departing crowds, the crowds still gathered, and the crowds watching via the monitors in the main hall. He accepted the award and inclined his head toward the host before turning toward the crowd.*
Oh, I must say, it is an honor to be standing here before you, accepting this award. Yes, I was the only caterer, but that's because I'm the only one you need! I hope you all enjoyed the food, but then of course you all did! Thank you for coming and thank you for your patronage, Bacon's Bistro is not quite back up and running yet but regardless you should visit our page on HoloSpace to keep up with when we announce our glorious return! Thank you, and please continue to enjoy the food still available in the after-party!
*He bowed to the audience then left the stage, cradling his award under one arm and hastily making his way to the kitchen, where he could store it in a secure place and return to the main hall...*

As they follow everyone back towards the stage to attend the wedding, Lvov looks over at Helaine with a curious expression as he says, "I was a bit surprised when Miss Kayne relented and agreed to go through with this. You didn't have anything to do with . . ."

Laughing with a shake of her head, Helaine says, "Oh no, of course not. Don't be silly, I'm on my best behavior tonight, remember? Besides, manipulating others would be wrong. I'd never do such a thing."

Lyov chuckles, "Not tonight anyway."

Helaine smiles and says, "Right, not tonight. I wonder if she'll toss a bouquet at the end? If I catch it, will you marry me?"

Lyov looks at Helaine as though she's gone mad, "Let's just say that I'll be hoping someone else catches it should one be tossed."

Pouting, Helaine says, "You're no fun."