+ The Time Has Come, the Time Is Now +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone in Wonderland!
Where: The chessboard hills
When: Monday, June 11, all day starting at 10:00 AM
Rating: R for (sometimes excessive) violence
Summary: The Queen of Hearts has declared war and the time for battle has come.
The Story:
♥ ICly, the Real Things who will act as pieces volunteered and are led by the Red Queen. The Mirrors were chosen by the Queen of Hearts without being given a choice. The Queen of Hearts announced her choices to her Mirrors very directly, with an order to show up at 10:00 AM on the chessboard, ready to fight. The Red Queen announced her choices more politely, but just as firmly, with a text message sent out over the network listing her pieces and requesting their assistance to protect their fellow Real Things. Characters were not ICly able to respond to this message.

♥ Those pieces who choose to obey the summons will have time to gather any items or weapons they might want to have with them, within reason. Those who don't heed the summons will find themselves suddenly and instantly transported to their square on the chessboard when 10:00 AM rolls around. They will arrive with anything that was on their person at the time, as well as one weapon (whatever it would be normal for them to use). Likewise, any spectators who are not in or around the stands by 10:00 AM will find themselves transported there.

♥ Each player sports an armband, white for the Real Things and Black for the Mirrors, with the shape of their assigned chess piece embroidered in the opposite color. Royalty pieces wear crowns indicative of their status. Should a pawn be promoted to queen, a crown will appear on their head.

♥ Pieces will find that they can't leave their assigned spots until they're told what square to move to by either the Queen of Hearts or the Red Queen. And if they refuse to move, after a couple of moments, an unseen force will scoot them along to their new space.

♥ When threading moves on the board, please find the appropriate top-level under which to comment! It might be helpful to label your thread with which move/encounter you're playing out.

♥ Players on the board can not communicate with those in the stands and vice versa (other than by jumping around and flailing, I guess). However, players on the board can communicate directly with those in squares adjacent to them or with any challenger whose square they share. Since some pieces have a lot of down time, feel free to have them chat with others on the board while they're waiting around.

♥ Directions from the Queens can be assumed. Go ahead and play out moves without waiting for a comment to officially announce them.

♥ The plotting and info post for this log is here.

♥ For your convenience, here are links to the thread headers:

The Donation Box
Pre-Game
The Game - Moves 1-20
The Game - Moves 21-40
The Game - Moves 41-60
The Game - Moves 61-80
The Game - Moves 81-100
The Game - Moves 101-117
The Holding Area
The Stands

Have fun!

Comments

Mirror Snow White - OTA!

[evilsnow]

[ It's a different version of Snow than Wonderland is used to who'll be playing chess today and not at all by choice - obviously. She loathes the fact that for today, at least, she's actively serving another queen. But for now, she's curious, so until the game starts, she's slowly stalking the crowd and looking for familiar faces, especially the real counterparts. Especially her real counterpart. Oh, does she want to see the doe-eyed version of herself so badly.

But, perhaps, you'll do. ]

[madehervows]

[She'd been wondering what Snow's Mirror would turn out to be and of course it's the version of her from Isaac's horrible reality. Granted, that had been the actual Snow, warped into... her, and this is the Queen of Hearts' version of her so she can't go in expecting it to be exactly the same.]

Red, really? It's not exactly your colour, your majesty.

[evilsnow]

[ Snow's eyes narrow as she looks at Regina - this one decidedly not a bandit - but still just as killable. ]

Judging by...whatever that is you call an outfit, your eye for fashion must be blind. I think I like you as a dirty bandit better.

[madehervows]

Of course you like that outfit better. It was yours, after all.

[evilsnow]

[ Snow steps forward, clearly not intimidated by this Regina at all. ]

I think we all know which queen wears it better. Which queen did it all better. After all, you gave up. And you had a way out in the form of your hero pre-teen. Couldn't even fight your own battles.

[madehervows]

[Regina steps forward and into Snow's space with a sneer.]

And just how badly did that hurt, Snow? That you got outsmarted by a teenager left and right.

[evilsnow]

It didn't hurt at all. Or rather, not in the way you're hoping. You had a cop-out. A child fighting your battle. At least I didn't resort to weakness.

[ Not like Regina, jumping in front of a child that she didn't even believe was her own. ]

I don't see any wayward children now.

[ And now, a fireball comes forth in her hand. ]

Care for a rematch? We can even make it interesting with a wager.

[madehervows]

Not every battle is literal, Snow. You'd know that if any of your memories were actually real.

[The fireball earns Snow a raised brow, but that's it.]

Your terms?

[why is she considering this.]

[evilsnow]

[ God, this version of Regina is almost more insufferable than the bandit. Almost. ]

The winner gets to take the loser's heart. Even if it is only a symbolic win.

[ Regina would come back after all, and Snow isn't worried about her chances. ]

[madehervows]

[Don't worry Snow, nobody will ever be as insufferable as bandit you.]

You're on.

[And with a flick of her wrist, Snow is blasted backwards.]

[henrydaniel]

Holy...crap.

[ He'd gone up against this version of Snow once and that was enough to last a lifetime. But seeing her again, knowing her story closely mirrors Regina's, he can't help but wonder if there would ever be a way to save her the way he tried so hard to save his mother. ]

You know that...your story, even if it's real to you, it isn't?

[ Way to say hello. ]

It was a twisted version brought to life by Rumplestiltskin. All so he could make himself the hero.

[evilsnow]

Snow looks this man up and down and it takes a moment before she realizes. ]

You're the child who re-wrote my story into some saccharine happy ending. All grown up, I see. I don't care what the imp was trying to do, I had my own plans before you ruined them.

[henrydaniel]

Yeah, uh...I wish I could say I cared? But I don't because in my world you don't even exist anymore, so...this conversation literally doesn't matter. You don't matter.

[evilsnow]

You insolent...

[ Her hand immediately goes up so that she's lifting him off of the ground with her magic. ]

I will show you the meaning of 'insiginificant.'

[justella]

[ They obviously forgot that Henry had a wife in the crowd, a wife that was armed with a baseball bat. You don’t go into a crowd of mirrors unarmed. She sees her husband life off the ground and she sees red. ]

Put my husband down, you bitch.

[ It’s strange to see this version of Snow, but Henry has mentioned her before so she’s at least somewhat prepared. ]

[evilsnow]

[ Snow is so shocked that, okay, yeah. That happens. She drops Henry to the ground and turns her attention to this woman she's never seen before. ]

Who in hell are you supposed to be?

[henrydaniel]

[ Henry quickly gets up and he's at his wife's side, looking very proud to have been saved by her. ]

It doesn't matter. She's a hero. And we both know villains never win. Good luck on the chess board, your majesty.

[ He turns to look at his wife, taking her hand. ]

Leave it alone. I'm good, let's go.

[startingpoint]

[ Jane seems a little on edge today, and understandably so. Her mirror has a way of putting them both on high alert, and there's just really no telling how the day will play out. In the back of his mind, he's worried she might try something, too, but he trusts his wife to handle herself. They could both use something to drink, though, just to calm their nerves, so he's on his way to grab refreshments when he spots what must be Snow's mirror. He should avoid her completely, but he's also curious. Is everyone's mirror evil necessarily, or just...different? Living an alternate life?

Approaching cautiously, he breathes out the name of the person with his friend's face. ]

Snow?

[evilsnow]

[ She's never seen this man, mirror or real, but my, isn't he attractive? Without a Charming here, her options are open, and she faces him fully in her gown. ]

It's 'your majesty.' You must be a fan of my Real. Rest assured, she's the less fun version.

[startingpoint]

[ He may have gotten way too in over his head, he's realizing quickly. ]

What makes her less fun?

[ He won't address her as 'your majesty' though. ]

[evilsnow]

Always doing the right thing, never getting into trouble, playing the hero every chance she gets. How boring. She could do so much more if she'd just embrace it, that little spot of darkness in her heart. So many people have done terrible things to her.

[ She knows because she's spied. ]

It might help her to act out a little.

[ It's like this mirror version is trying in some twisted way to help Snow, but she looks Kurt up and down, smiling. ]

I bet you could do with a touch of excitement.

[startingpoint]

[ It's so incredibly strange to see someone with his friend's face acting like this. ]

I'm gonna take a wild guess and assume your brand of excitement involves hurting people?

[evilsnow]

[ She manages to look slightly hurt by that. ]

Aww, not always. But pain does make the pleasure that much more...lasting. I could always show you.

[startingpoint]

[ He should probably just walk away, but this is a chance to gain a little more insight into one of the Mirrors. It's still weird and unsettling that she has the face of a friend, but. ]

Show me.

[evilsnow]

[ Oh, that's a dangerous thing to request, and Snow presses her hand to his chest, intending to rip out his heart to show him exactly what she means, but she stops short. ]

No. Not today. I have to save something for later, after all.