THE CONTEST

Not too long ago, I held my first contest here at Roc’s Ramblings, called The Kiss. Details can be found HERE.

CONTEST FEEDBACK

I often implore my readers for feedback. This is for many reasons:

• It helps me gauge interest in current storylines I propose
• It helps me understand what other content my readers wish to see
• It helps me to improve what features are offered on this blog
• It helps me to know which, if any, of my other talents, my readers have interest in
• It helps me manage my time and effort on my far too many hobbies

Now I realize many people are shy, or self-deprecating; God knows I am. I also know many people are lurkers, not ones to really make comments. I hope that changes. I invite you to change it. I don’t bite. I seldom bark. I welcome your comments.

THE WINNER

I’ve ranted long enough. I personally enjoyed each entry. I always find it fascinating how others interpret my character, and when given free rein, what they decide to do with him. Some stay true to my artistic vision. Others, well, not so much.

Congratulations to Manasi, from A Mule In Eve, who wrote a wonderfully erotic and elusive entry to the contest. He has won himself a 3D render of his character to be done by yours truly.

I’ve been reading Manasi’s blog for a while now, especially since it’s part of the EVE Blog Pack, which is conveniently available for FREE on the Capsuleer application for the iPhone(shameless self promotion).

Manasi is a complete ass (mule humour, see what I did there?), but his blogging is interesting, often educational, and generally enjoyable. I do recommend you check it out. 

Manasi, we’ll need to be in touch regarding your prize. Congrats once again.

WINNING ENTRY

Here is Manasi’s entry (edited for grammar, spelling, and a bit of consistency of plot development).

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The Kiss

Tension flares, ships dive and weave, the speed of battle envelopes the pod, and more precisely its occupant. Thoughts move down the wires and the ships responds with amazing speed. Targets locks, weapons engage; destruction rains. There is a slight lull, communications commence, another pause. Guns spin up and the pod evaporates, withering under heavy fire.

“Stupid ass should have paid me…” Mynxee says. “I don’t get it, why don’t they just pay up? It’s not like it was an exorbitant amount, who doesn’t have 50Million?” she says to nobody in particular, her pumping blood starting to slow.

Shae and Venom chime in over the private fleet comm channel, “Let’s get hammered!”

Her thoughts drift to a lone Colonel Roc Wieler, the strong arms, the quiet aura, the power and the tenderness that inhabit him. The man still is a mystery to her; a forbidden, intoxicating enigma she must unravel.

“Ok” says the CEO of the Hellcats, “Let’s roll.”

Arriving in the Hellcats Pub, she spots the Colonel, sitting alone at the bar, nursing a drink. She is immediately perplexed by his unexpected presence.

“I’ll talk to you two later. Sorry.” says Mynxee.

~ Lust ~
Physically wanting to be with her, he gazes at her with great burning intensity. The need, the instatiable need to be with her is maddening. He wants to touch her, taste her, and consume her. The glasses he wears hide this from her and those who can see him, yet she still turns and feels his heat, feeds the heat simply by being. She walks across to him, a seductive smile on her face. All she says is “Hi Roc”.

~ Passion ~
In the corner of the room the two talk quietly, as the night wears on, they draw closer together. The rushing of endorphins flows through their veins. In his head he sees two bodies locked together as if one fits perfectly with the other. His blood pumps faster, passions rise. Fires begin to burn. Contact, as he brushes her sides with his hands, she squeals and whispers, “Don’t you DARE start something you won’t finish Roc!”

“I like to see you squirm” he replies.

~ Desire ~
In the empty regions lives a hungry being. It resolves to satiate itself, yet it cannot be full, no matter what it consumes, it wants more. Energies course through space to the creature, yet it’s yearnings cannot be quelled. Just when it thinks it has enough, the energies subside and it is left, hungry. Mynxee cannot find peace from her monster; she just knows that she must feed it.

“Don’t stop!” she cries out. Energy flows again, the creature is happy.

~ Ecstasy ~
The warmth of her body joined with his, the flow of emotions, the weakening of the door she has around her heart gives a little, and she does not want it to stop. “Keep going.”, she whispers. Roc too feels his defenses crumble. Minutes pass as Roc enfolds Mynxee with his arms; she is his, if just for a little while. She sits atop him, straddling his strong legs.

He looks up with his glasses still on, “Let’s see those beautiful eyes.” she breathes.

Conflict fades, pain no longer exists, imagination takes hold and he is launched into a great unknown.

She urges him gently “keep going…please…oh Roc!”

He whispers back…”I was daydreaming. This is too perfect to be real.”

The tempo is set. At ever increasing intervals he ratchets the tempo up a notch. Sweat mixed with her wonderful perfume envelopes the two.

~Glow~
Coals glow softly, all sleep for now…somewhere deep the monster stretches …still hungry.

FINAL THANKS

I want to give a special thanks to Mynxee as well, for always allowing the trust to make use of her character. I think Manasi did very well with this story, and kept true to the tensions Mynxee and Roc have for each other.

As such, this story will be considered as part of the official “Roc and Mynxee Canon”, if such a thing exists, but we’re going to leave it as a surprise as to when these events will actually occur.

Until next time!