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    Default Tale of the Week 300: Sparta! - SUBMISSIONS THREAD

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    Rules - PLEASE READ
    • The title and picture are there simply for inspiration, you do not have to use them if you don't want to - besides the keywords everything else is up to you!
    • Each theme will have a number of keywords that have to be used in your submission. They can be used in any way, but please place these words in bold so they can easily be seen by the competition organiser(s).
    • When using the keywords you may change singular nouns into plurals and vice versa; and you may change the tenses of verbs. No other changes are permitted.
    • The submission must have a minimum of 200 words. The title counts towards this minimum, but footnotes, explanatory notes, and other supplementary texts do not. The submission must also have a maximum of 500 words INCLUDING all titles, footnotes etc. Please note that different word-counters can give different results. This is the word-counter used by WS Staff to check your entries, and this is the one we will rely on when deciding whether a submission qualifies for the competition.
    • The submission must be placed in a spoiler.
    • The submission period will last at least two weeks. If we have three entries after two weeks, voting will begin. The submission period may be extended at the discretion of the competition organiser(s).
    • If you are a contestant you are honour bound to not read other contestants' writings until you have submitted yours.
    • If your entry is found to be substantially similar to another entry your submission will be disqualified. This is at the discretion of the competition organiser(s).
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    • Please note that all rules including word count and key words will be strictly enforced. Rule breakers will be disqualified from the vote.

    Special Competition Awards

    As this is a special Tale of the Week, the awards will be a bit different from the usual ones.

    Writers' Study Competition PointsIf there are three submissions, the winner will receive 2 competition points.
    If there are four submissions, the first-place winner will receive 2 competition points and the second-place winner will receive 1 competition point.
    If there are five submissions or more, the first-place winner will receive 3 competition points, the second-place winner will receive 2 competition points, and the third-place winner will receive 1 competition point.

    Please note that if there are fewer than three submissions, the competition will not go ahead.

    Any points won will be added to the total number of points you have won from TotW and other Writers' Study competitions, and recorded in the Writers' Study Hall of Fame. When you have accumulated enough points, you will be awarded the appropriate Writers' Study Competition Medal.

    • 6 points - bronze medal
    • 12 points - silver medal
    • 24 points - gold medal

    Rep pointsHex have also agreed that there should be an additional rep award for this competition!

    Good luck to all our competitors!

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    ggggtotalwarrior's Avatar hey it geg

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    Default Re: Tale of the Week 300: Sparta! - SUBMISSIONS THREAD

    Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 
    The tale has been told a thousand times,
    Of the day our martyrs brought peace
    They fought in battle and gave their lives,
    A sacrifice made to save Greece

    Yet to you I will tell this tale once more,
    For those brave souls deserve their story told
    Of their valiant efforts in battle,
    And their heroic deaths so bold:

    “Once an army of thousands,
    Only three-hundred remained
    To ensure their people’s freedom,
    To die as they were trained

    Only three-hundred remained,
    Yet their phalanx would not fall
    For Spartans do not break;
    Even in death they stand tall

    Those Spartans are a people fierce,
    To the Persian dogs they did now bow
    Even as the horde descended,
    To Xerxes’ might they do not cow

    Standing at that pass in unison,
    As an army of millions marched in malice
    They defended us from the monster,
    Who threatened us from his palace

    And with each passing moment,
    Yet another of that three-hundred fell,
    From that unstoppable tide of Persians,
    To the River Styx where lost souls dwell

    Their stand stretched from hours to days,
    While the others retreated to fight once more
    Finally the last Spartan fell,
    But in their sacrifice won us the war”

    For Thermopylae was the struggle of legends:
    As Leonidas’ spirit lives on in us to this day
    And if the invaders ever return,
    Just like Leonidas, us Greeks will stand tall,
    Ever ready to drive them away
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    Default Re: Tale of the Week 300: Sparta! - SUBMISSIONS THREAD

    Sorry for the wait, Geg. It took me a bit, but I finally found some inspiration. So here is my entry, coming in at 498 words.

    Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 


    A frigate just beyond the transpara-steel windows erupted into a spout of flame, which all to quickly collapsed in on itself as the crushing void of space robbed the fire of its needed oxygen. Three seconds later, fragments of the shattered vessel showered against the bow of the station, a rattle of plinks felt more than heard as the bits of metal and plastic struck and then glanced away into space.

    “You must know, you cannot escape,” a man said, his words meant to threaten, but sounding thin and scared in the wide room. “If your people don’t let off, we’re all dead.”

    “Escape?” The Duchess stared at the man, her head cocked ever so slightly to one side. She knew his type, all bluster and bravado while the guns are far from home, but bring an ounce of violence onto his stoop, and suddenly he has engagements elsewhere. A coward.

    “When did your people force mine to peace?” she said, the final word dripping with disdain.

    “We didn’t force anything,” the man snapped back. “We won, you lost. War over. That’s the way of things.”

    “The way of things?” she said quietly, half to herself. She looked around the room, a cavernous thing, utterly useless, and doubly so given the harsh limitations of space stations. The entire complex had been built for no other purpose than to sign a treaty, and regularly meet the old enemy, ‘Keep up relations.’ The thought brought a dry chuckle to the back of her throat. Her nation had been defeated, and then they’d been the ones forced to build this monstrous waste. And after all that, the gloating victors thought she’d be glad to see them again.

    “We fought an honorable war, your people and mine,” the Duchess said softly, “but when you won, you forgot those old ways. Forgot what it is to nod with respect to a vanquished foe.”

    “This is not the thirty-second century. People died and there was a price to be—”

    The man’s words were cut short as the Duchess crossed over to him, impossibly fast, and thrust him against the wall. In a flash she had a dagger against his throat, its edge glistening red as it caught the light of the explosions outside.

    “A price to be paid?” she said fiercely. “My people have paid it and paid it again. A hundred times over we have sacrificed to slake your nation’s greed. We are done. This is the first thrust,” she continued, placing the point of her blade beneath the man’s chin, “and it will end when the long arm of our spear is at your world’s throat.”

    The outer picket ships had all been cleared away, and the man could see a wide swath of Imperial battleships slowly, ponderously nearing the station. Following his gaze, the Duchess flicked her eyes onto the approaching armada of death.

    “There is no escape for either of us,” she said coldly. “The phalanx is here.”

    Last edited by Kilo11; January 20, 2022 at 09:03 AM. Reason: Tiny style tweaks
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