OOC Competition.

So, we ran a little room description comp this week and here are some of the entries. Plus what I asked to be done.

We are going to hold a little ooc competition. The winner gets a nice prize and if its successful and Asher approves, we might do it more often. For now I want the best room description each of you can give in line with your characters. Everyone gets 3 attempts you don't need to use all three if you don't want to. And I'll judge it. Use ooc for now until I find out if we can use the forums.. but it should be something your character might be situated in, not an actual 'room description', but an rp scenario placed around that room and your character.

Lunar: The sharp sound of saws fills the air noticeably, along with the occasional shower of sparks from a walkway somewhere overhead. The lower levels of coruscant are dark to say the least, and the industrial level's shady areas are no exception. Shuffling, muttering figures move across walkways suspended across falls a hundred feet and beyond into the darkness of the slums. A slender chadra-fan in dirt colored rags doesn't look amiss, working at one of the many dark work areas, only a head mounted flashlight to assist her. Overhead the sound of saws fills the air again, and the chadra-fan is covered in a cascade of sparks. She reaches back and pulls her hood about her head with one paw, the other reaching across to fold the cover of an old and faded book shut.

Veetal: A shadowy figure approaches a strange black door and wuffs while tapping a small keypad.. The door slides open and Veetal enters the strange cell and stands before his prisoner he wuffs again and grabs the human girl by her short blackish brown hair and drags her from the cell down a long black corridor, stopping at a boarding hatch Veetal bends down over Zio and wuffs quickly several times as he sniffs her. With her short hair still firmly in his grasp Veetal pulls the girl to her feet and spins her around towards the boarding hatch and shoves her out. Veetal wuffs to himself and closes the boarding hatch with satisfaction.

Judd: Judd snorts heavily, his scowled features heavy with thought. Between thumb and forefinger, the man swirls a tumbler of paint-thinner whiskey, his gaze fixed on the witness report. Lifting the holodoc in his spare hand, he grunts, knocking back the hard liquor. Scum. It was proving harder to wash from the streets than this man thought. The roots of dissent and corruption deeper than he could ever have imagined. Reaching for a pre-rolled cigarra, Judd puts it to his lip, and sparks. The heavy smoke choking his lungs as he hacks for breath. The future never looked so bleak.

It would be nice to see more entries next time. But, as it stands Judd, congratulations please meet Anock to collect your qp. And I hope we can get some more interest in future competitions. Put up any suggestions you might have and we'll see what we can get going. If you would like to comment or vote for a peoples choice winner, leave a message. Thanks. :)