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Urian Kandor
Red Federation
RvB - RED Federation
Posted - 2011.03.13 03:28:00 - [31]

A Man's Labor.
Hope everyone enjoys my bit of Eve fiction.

Anonymous Player
Posted - 2011.03.13 03:59:00 - [32]


Mirabi Tiane
Posted - 2011.03.13 10:32:00 - [33]

Is this contest IC in any way or has ISD frelled up?

Silver Night
Re-Awakened Technologies Inc
Posted - 2011.03.13 10:55:00 - [34]

Originally by: Mirabi Tiane
Is this contest IC in any way or has ISD frelled up?

It's OOC, but ISD generally always reports things from an 'IC perspective' - even things that are explicitly otherwise. No biggy, it's standard operating procedure.

I would have trouble coming up with a reason for my character to give away 4 faction battleships for a story contest. Very Happy

Quon Ti
Posted - 2011.03.13 13:00:00 - [35]

Edited by: Quon Ti on 13/03/2011 13:06:25
Edited by: Quon Ti on 13/03/2011 13:05:30
Edited by: Quon Ti on 13/03/2011 13:04:56
Edited by: Quon Ti on 13/03/2011 13:01:46
2052 words of pain struggle and horror.
Hope you like it.

Lucienn FierAquitaine
Military Industrial Unlimited
Posted - 2011.03.13 18:39:00 - [36]

I have waiting for this for months! Thank you so much for offering this again.

Here is my shot, called To Fulfill His Destiny. Capsuleers appear at the very end. I hope this doesn't DQ it -- they are only in the very last bit but, as you will read, are necessary to the grim punchline.

- Lucienne

Lassiter Meens
Posted - 2011.03.13 21:40:00 - [37]

<a href="story teaser.txt">Download PDF</a>

Evil Incarn8
Ministry of War
Posted - 2011.03.13 23:21:00 - [38]

I would like to have my story considered for the contest.

It is hosted on my blogger site accessed here

Hope you enjoy it :)

Freethinker Zun
Posted - 2011.03.14 01:42:00 - [39]

Edited by: Freethinker Zun on 14/03/2011 02:20:15
This is my entry for the contest. I hope you lot enjoy it, win or lose!

Posted - 2011.03.14 02:02:00 - [40]

Edited by: Aaron23132 on 14/03/2011 02:43:20
My Entry!

Enjoy! :D

Silver Night
Re-Awakened Technologies Inc
Posted - 2011.03.14 02:09:00 - [41]

Little under two weeks left.

If you want to make my life easier, and correspondingly give me positive feelings about you, please remember to linkify your links. Very Happy

c/p can get tedious over a large number of stories.

Posted - 2011.03.14 02:50:00 - [42]

Edited by: Killerblonde on 14/03/2011 02:50:36
Edited by: Killerblonde on 14/03/2011 02:50:21
Here's my fanfic, enjoy!

Cmdr Baxter
The Synenose Accord
Celestial Imperative
Posted - 2011.03.14 05:04:00 - [43]

Edited by: Cmdr Baxter on 14/03/2011 05:03:56
My entry for the fiction contest is Iron Horse. Construction, war, peace, and retirement as viewed through the perspective of "The Ship." Hope y'all enjoy it.

Kaimar Redcloud
The Scope
Posted - 2011.03.15 00:18:00 - [44]

Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 15/03/2011 00:26:00
Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 15/03/2011 00:20:24
Is chatsubo still an acceptable place to post a story on?


Silver Night
Re-Awakened Technologies Inc
Posted - 2011.03.15 02:30:00 - [45]

Edited by: Silver Night on 15/03/2011 02:29:59
Originally by: Kaimar Redcloud
Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 15/03/2011 00:26:00
Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 15/03/2011 00:20:24
Is chatsubo still an acceptable place to post a story on?


Chatsubo would be fine.

Posted - 2011.03.15 17:03:00 - [46]


OK here is my own part, some betrayal, espionage, battle and turnover, if you notice some small grammatical errors please be gentle. English is my third language and selftought at that.

cheers to all the wonderful players of our Game

Avery Winterfell
Insidious Design
Posted - 2011.03.15 20:01:00 - [47]

Edited by: Avery Winterfell on 22/03/2011 23:12:00
Edited by: Avery Winterfell on 22/03/2011 22:52:47
Edited by: Avery Winterfell on 15/03/2011 20:54:25
Edited by: Avery Winterfell on 15/03/2011 20:51:03
Edited by: Avery Winterfell on 15/03/2011 20:15:57
Selby's Birthday

Selby stood looking out the window, not seeing anything but where the condensation had turned to ice. She was mesmerized by the way it had taken hold and grown. It’s intricate design, beautiful, but cold and painful to the touch. And now it almost completely covered the entire window. It mirrored her plan to expand her fathers trade routes, system by sytsem to spread all the way into the Amarr empire. New Eden was not prepared for what Selby had ienvisioned. She had set her plan in motion, to take her father’s freighters and trade routes for her own. Her father was a fool, even with two Charon’s he was happy to stay where he was and force her to do his bidding. Selby was determined and she had made sure he would never leave or cause her pain ever again. She had already turned the heat off, packed, and was ready to leave this cold godforsaken planet. She was 17, a woman grown, and this was going to be her birthday gift to herself. She tried to enjoy the moment but the ice had already taken her soul and now winter was taking hold of her home, her prison. It was time to find some warmth, and the only way she knew to do that was through wealth.

Horror, it had been seared into her very being, to live with her until the day she died. She had just turned 13 when her father came into her room, to steal kisses from the birthday girl, as he called it, But Selby knew he was there to plunder her virginity. His hair was black and he kept it short. He was a sloppy man, slovenly at best. He was tall, and within two strides he was at the bed. He laid his weight upon her, forced her legs apart and grunted his breath across her cheek. Hours it seemed, and with every thrust a layer of her heart turned to stone. And when he was done, He whispered, I love you Selby. That was the moment the ice began to grow.

Selby remembered how her mother had burst into the room, to late. He was done, she lay ragged and crying on the bed, her father leapt off from her and flew across the room to grab her mothers throat and throw her to the floor. He was beating her, she heard her mothers jaw crack. The blood was flowing from her face and dripping onto the floor. It all happened so fast, a moment, and her world was gone. Then the thunk, as he released his grip and her head fell to the floor. He turned and looked at her, Selby had tears streaming down her cheeks, a scream unable to be released, and he said, One word, and this will be you. I did this for you Selby.

Selby reached out to the window, to touch the ice that had formed. She had long delicate fingers. She was tall, like her father, with brunet hair that stretched to reach her waist. Her face was young, but you could see the years in her eyes, the structure was set as if it had been perfectly placed, her ears were holding her hair back away from her face. She would have been beautiful, but there was something missing, She was stern, hard and cold. Something was gone from those deep brown eyes, love perhaps.

As her fingers touched the ice, the window broke from the warmth of the blood on her fingers. She quickly turned and moved to her bedroom door. Her jacket was cinched tight against her form. A woman grown and determination in those dark brown eyes. She opened the door and looked back at her father. He lay fully clothed on the bed and his throat had been sliced down to the bone. Goodbye father, for the devil be your savior. Selby thought of the ice, intricate, beautiful and cold. No one will ever touch me again she thought to herself. Grinning, she shut the door and was gone, to seek warmth and wealth through the trade routes.

Not sure how thsi works?

Zephyr Corp
Posted - 2011.03.15 20:14:00 - [48]

Joker 725
Posted - 2011.03.16 02:51:00 - [49]

Here's a teaser. The story is yet to be finished.

The Pilgrim

Nakayme Caonis
Posted - 2011.03.16 14:43:00 - [50]

Fitting Out
A short story about a Caldari Woman’s trials, and the ultimate consequence of her failure to adapt into Gallente culture.
Rated PG-13 for suggestive and implied descriptions, wording, and themes. (In other words, rated PG-13 for having Gallente in it!)


Word Count: 3,000 on the dot, not including the title or pre-notes about content warnings and the link to this contest. Checked with Word's Word Count.

I tried to create a story that had a mix of story plot and descriptive culture. Originally, I tried to make it into a comedy… but my ability to write comedy sucks, and so it ended up developing into a darker satire instead – one that hopefully represents the darkness associated with EVE. Filled with small truths, some of which will appear all too real for some, only one thing can be concluded – I probably tried to put way too many things into this to be described within a 3,000 word limit.
This work was done while experimenting with writing in a way different than the way I normally write stories, and so I will refrain from critiquing this (writing is art, and artists are their own worst critics), and hope that you, the reader, enjoy.

Posted - 2011.03.17 08:08:00 - [51]

Originally by: IGNATIUS HOOD
Be gentle its my first time.

You may want to check the link mate, i think it's broken.

good luck all :D

Kuai Ji Er
Posted - 2011.03.17 20:59:00 - [52]

Edited by: Kuai Ji Er on 26/03/2011 11:50:30

The Liberation of Caldari Prime
from the viewpoint of a grunt.

Ethan Bellator
Taggart Transdimensional
Posted - 2011.03.17 21:27:00 - [53]

Here's my entry: Blackjack

A riveting tale following a very active Civire mercenary as he goes through Hell for a treasure that could possibly mean quite a bit more than he originally figured.

Not a soul noticed, except for one Civire.

This man was dancing with finesse, the bass pumping his adrenaline and blood as the others around him had been. His attire was in sharp contrast to the others: he was wearing combat gear while everyone else was wearing some variation of light-emitting jeans and a white shirt. The pulsing colors made skin and fabric alike glow. The one man who didn't glow was the Civire.

He saw the men with rifles, and he made eye contact with them as the bass of the song dropped.
It picked up, and it shot into a hardstyle track that played with a ferocity. His suit unfolded its helmet to the tune of the club, and the men approached him with their guns down. Still dancing, the solitary man looked through his helmet at the heat signatures of these men. Scanning them down, he knew all he needed to know about them.

Kaimar Redcloud
The Scope
Posted - 2011.03.20 01:38:00 - [54]

Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 20/03/2011 02:14:23
Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 20/03/2011 01:51:54
Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 20/03/2011 01:46:18
Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 20/03/2011 01:43:21
Edited by: Kaimar Redcloud on 20/03/2011 01:39:56
Here's my entry. I hope you enjoy reading it.

Criminal Justice

I can't get the link to work Evil or Very Mad, but it is posted on Backstage

Otto Weston
Posted - 2011.03.20 16:24:00 - [55]

Edited by: Otto Weston on 20/03/2011 16:24:37
Pyrrhic Victory

In a seldom frequented, backwater solar system in the deep and dangerous depths of outlaw space, a young man, no, a boy with no significance of any kind, was dying. His glamorous hopes and irrepressible dreams of a great existence, as an immortal Capsuleer, formed perfect, crimson globules as they were slowly pumped out of his broken body. His eyes were stretched wide like burning moons around alien planets and his face, almost ghoul like in the glow of flashing warning lights, was twisted in a ghastly grimace of anguish too great for any living person to intimately know and describe. Ceaseless spasms shook his frail body and caused him to cry out meekly. He couldn’t understand why they wouldn’t help him; he was here, dying, and yet they did nothing, his mind screamed into his failing consciousness. Maybe that old saying was true after all, you go into death the same way you came into life; alone. With that thought tormenting his tortured mind, the boy slipped into the eternal abyss.

Silver Night
Re-Awakened Technologies Inc
Posted - 2011.03.21 01:48:00 - [56]

Just a little under one week left! Get your entries in!

Dawn of a new Empire
The Initiative.
Posted - 2011.03.22 02:23:00 - [57]

Edited by: niroshido on 22/03/2011 02:30:53
Edited by: niroshido on 22/03/2011 02:23:11

The Shade

Posted - 2011.03.22 10:48:00 - [58]

Edited by: JetTiger on 23/03/2011 02:06:57

There's quite a few great entries here, I hope mine stands out. Very Happy
The True Path

Grr, link is being finicky, just in case the above fails, here's an alternate:
The True Path (Alternate Link)

Word Count: 3000

Blind Skarr
Posted - 2011.03.23 02:59:00 - [59]

Edited by: Blind Skarr on 06/04/2011 17:57:21
Not my best and a bit rushed at the end, but hopefully not terribad.


Stateira Kaydos
Posted - 2011.03.23 16:03:00 - [60]

Edited by: Stateira Kaydos on 23/03/2011 16:06:25
The Ball King's Subjects (2993 words)

A man in one of the poorer cities of the Minmatar Republic sees an opportunity to help himself and others less fortunate. Perhaps it is too good to be true, but the alternative is worse.

While I won't deny that the prospect of Fabulous Prizes was a strong incentive, I found the demand that the story be an exploration of life outside the capsuleer class quite appealing. Consequently, this story is, in truth aimed more at exploring the fabric of a civilization with a lot of conflicting pressures than developing characters or plot.

I don't believe I've said anything flatly contradicted by PF, but I have consciously tried to imagine what Minmatar society might be like away from the "high culture" of clans, tribes and storied traditions.

And this is my first attempt at any sort of fanfic, although I imagine myself a dabbling author at times!

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