+ 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

[jivitadana]

[Of course he had fire. Minato might've looked like he came from the sea, but he was made of fire. Thank Orpheus for that.

But if the Mirror wanted a show, then he could give him a show. And if he wanted fire, he'd give him fire.

Thus Minato had his hand on his Evoker for now at his hip holster.]

I'm Minato. I'll take your name too, so know who it is that's going to destroy me.

[procyonmotor]

Rocket. The superior one. [He inclines his head towards where a much skinnier and scowling and cussing raccoonoid can be seen as close to the barrier between the stands and the board as he can.]

There's just no substitute for good craftsmanship.

[jivitadana]

Thank you. Shall we?

[Minato nodded at the raccoon. He'd remember that name. And since pleasantries were out of the way, he now drew his Evoker from his hip holster now, spinning it around his finger and pointing it to his temple.

After pulling the trigger, he summoned Thanatos to unleash his most powerful fire spell, Ragnarok, onto the field. He was sure that the raccoon could dart away. But as he said, if he wanted fire, he was going to get fire.]

[procyonmotor]

What the-? [Rocket doesn't so much dart away as he tumbles away, eyes wide and a snarl on his lips.] You little sod. You had a little more up your sleeve than I thought. [He spits blood out from where he bit down on his tongue a bit gritting his teeth against the initial blast of fire and pats away a few errant flames on his jumpsuit.]

Well, if that's how we're gonna play... [He lowers the gun and fires off a blast of white hot plasma in Minato's direction.]

[jivitadana]

[Unfortunately for Minato, he had a lot of offensive attacks, but less on defense. His speed also wasn't extraordinary either and he wasn't going to be any match for that blast.

He had to dodge out of the way, but ended up taking that blast in his side, knocking him clear off of his feet and what seemed like light years away from where he had been. Ow. That really, really hurt, and he didn't think he should be alive right now. Something had to have been burnt or melted and broken. And worse. The pain was as white hot as that plasma.

Evoker still in hand, he tried to bring it up to his head. He switched to Messiah and if he could just summon and heal, he could get up to fight again.]

[procyonmotor]

[The fact that Minato is still up is viewed as a personal insult to Rocket who fires off a few shots randomly, not concerned if they even hit so much as trying to distract Minato from whatever the hell he's doing.]

Do yourself a bloody favor and stay down.

[jivitadana]

[How much more down on the ground Minato could be was a question Minato answered quickly enough, just getting on his back since he had been on his side. Those shots were blinding though as bright as they were and he winced at the sight of them.

And okay, forgoing summoning with his Evoker for now. He had to be more subtle and he was running out of strength and spirit to actually summon much anyway, though summoning without his Evoker was supposed to take more out of him and was only a trick he learned here in Wonderland.

He shut one of his eyes tight and tried to have Jack Frost appear. That Person had a tiny healing spell. It would help, just a little, though it was really only delaying the inevitable.]

[procyonmotor]

[Rocket scowls at the tiny person starting to appear and, distracted from Minato, starts firing at it, instead. It's a bit overkill, but he's irritated.]

This is a one-on-one fight. Your little friends didn't get an invitation.

[jivitadana]

[Minato winced hard and had to send his Persona away because he didn't want Jack Frost to get hurt anymore than he had to. He was too vulnerable to fire anyway (and too cute, being a snowman and all). He was already taking enough damage to his soul.]

Your gun didn't get invited either.

[But here it was and here his Personas were. They fought with whatever they had, after all. Minato was losing consciousness though and losing it faster than he liked.]

Just remember that.

[procyonmotor]

Good point. Guess it'll see itself out, then.

[And with that last quip, he aims the gun at Minato and pulls the trigger- this time preparing to blow him away once and for all.]

[jivitadana]

[The Mirror would get his wish. Minato was no match against the blast at close range. That was that. In some way, it was best that this was the way it went.

Whatever was left of him, wherever it went too within the square, disappeared.]