+ 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

[bloodfrenzies]

[Regis' Mirror counterpart, already irritated at being relegated to the position of a mere pawn, comes up against Daisy with the softest hiss of agitation at the words she chooses to greet him with. Said nails slide against one another, not with the click that one might expect of keratin but with a metallic scrape and small flash of sparks as the tips meet.]

Just for you, little girl. [He replies blithely, the words edging around a snarl.] One of us had to make the effort.

[morethan084]

[What was he? Discount Wolverine? A small sarcastic smile tugs at her lips when he calls her a little girl. Cute.]

You're definitely giving Lady Gaga a run for her money right now.

[bloodfrenzies]

I assume that's supposed to be some kind of insult? [Pop culture references are going to be entirely lost, here, but context is key.]

The pathetic attempt is more of a slight. Do try harder if you're going to waste my time with trivialities.

[morethan084]

[Daisy pouts mockingly when he comes back at her with another retort.]

Just thought it would be nice to chat, you know, before I kick your ass.

[She was given a weapon to use here. It was honestly unnecessary when she has her power and the ability to use it here.]

[bloodfrenzies]

Ah, well, you know what they say about pride.

[Do you? Maybe you don't. He doesn't really care, but if she won't make the first move then he certainly will.

Those claws are heading straight for her throat.]

[morethan084]

[And that’s what she was hoping for. For him to make the first move so he could think he a stood a chance. He probably gets a little too close, but she uses her power to send him flying backwards. Of course using her power when she’s still recovering from the prison definitely hurt, but better that than a cut throat.]

[bloodfrenzies]

[He underestimates her. Of course he does. This version of Regis is proud and arrogant enough to believe that nothing is going to stand in his way and before she hits him he is convinced enough of his superiority that the blow to his body does indeed send him flying.

But not quite off the board. He rises with a hissing snarl and his form vanishes into a thick cloud of dark red-black smoke that hurtles back in her direction. It isn't over yet.]

[morethan084]

[Daisy was hoping that was it, but then he goes and vanishes. The smoke that comes at her is hard to disperse with her power, but she's trying to keep as much distance between them as possible.

His power is definitely a first for her.]

[bloodfrenzies]

[It doesn't have the same effect as it would on a solid mass, but the way her power blasts through the smoke causes a kind of stumble in the reforming, knocking him off-balance before his feet even hit the ground.

It's infuriating, and he lashes out with long, sharp claws, aiming to score them across her stomach.]

[morethan084]

[Daisy doesn't have time to react before there's a searing pain across her stomach and she doubles over, hand reaching out to guard her stomach from being slashed at again.

Stepping back, Daisy brings her free hand up in an attempt to send him as far away from her as possible again.]

whoops wrong mirror account

[bloodfrenzies]

[It works this time, perhaps luckily, when the smell of her blood would have only pushed him to attack with greater speed. The wave of energy hits him square in the chest, sending him entirely off the board.

(There's applause from somewhere in the stands at that, where the vampire's Real is watching.)

He looks ready to go in for a third try, but it would appear that his departure from the board entirely is enough to be treated as a win for Daisy. The Mirror disappears, leaving the young woman to recover before her next move.]