+ 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

[treacletrio]

[ Elsie, for her part, is sitting with her face in her hands, actively ignoring everything. ]

You mean...grown up things?

[ Asked with such intrigue and she doesn't even know what grown-up things entail but she imagines a lot of kissing. Gross.

A wail comes out of Tillie and she reaches out, slapping Alice hard in the face, though she didn't actually mean to slap the shit out of her. ]

[curiousher]

[Alice cries out and holds her face for a second because it stings so much, but then she does the same thing back to Tillie, slapping her just as hard because she did it first.]

You are the absolute worst!

[twixt_dee_n_dum]

Yes, grown up things.

[Super gross!

Tweedledum sighs and leans forward to separate Alice and Tillie finally, since now they're even.]

[treacletrio]

[ Lacie is going to have to spend more time up in the attic, but for now she glances at the decided baby of the group who is now just crying, so upset by the fighting. ]

Now look what the two of you have done! She never stops once she gets going!

[ Tillie holds her cheek and glares at Alice. ]

You're worse than the worst! You...you...absolute...bearcat!

[ It's the most offensive thing she can think of. ]

[curiousher]

[Alice looks offended, but then just sort of puzzled with her irritation.]

I'm obviously not a bear or a cat, and certainly not both at once! And it's not my fault your sister is crying - you pushed me first!

[She does, however, feel bad about the crying and she turns her attention to Elsie.]

I'm terribly sorry this has been so upsetting, and if your sister hadn't needed a slap so badly I promise I wouldn't have done it.

[But she did, and that's that. It's the only apology any of the sisters are getting from her.]

[twixt_dee_n_dum]

[Tweedledum's expression twists a bit and she turns to her sister.]

What is a bearcat?

[Tweedledee shrugs.]

Now it seems both of you have had your fun. Perhaps it's time to watch the game from a different vantage. Clearly being under the bleachers isn't good for your health.

Nohow. It's time to move along.

[Do these two honestly believe this will work? It's hard to tell. Their tone is vague, as though they know they should be saying things like this.]

[treacletrio]

[ Elsie looks up at Alice, then very secretly gives her a little tiny flower and presses it into her hand. Their secret. ]

I would very much appreciate getting away from someone who has such low opinions.

[ Tillie doesn't even know what that means, but it sounds nice and grown up. ]

[curiousher]

[That is a beautiful little secret, and Alice will take very good care of it.]

I think I would appreciate that as well. Farewell, then! Take care!

[However, Alice very noticeably does not move to leave. What, and risk being seen by the Queen of Hearts? Absolutely not! She's staying under the bleachers where it's safe.]

[twixt_dee_n_dum]

[Tweedledum gathers up the Duke and hands him to Alice.]

Best take care of this.

Contrariwise, he'll take care of you.

[The two of them begin to herd the three sisters away. Alice actually has an excuse for hiding. They don't.]

[treacletrio]

[ They were there FIRST, but whatever, it just proves Tillie's point: everyone coddles sweet, delicate Alice. ]