+ 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

[wriggedywrecked]

It's like the difference between being stuck in a room with a rabid dog or a Xililirilian funnel monster.

[Rick literally no one is going to understand that.]

The point is, smart and passive-aggressive is a lot more dangerous than dumb and aggressive. B-But you're right...Red didn't seem too happy. Y-You'd think she'd emote more for someone who just watched one sister g-get eaten by the fucking poltergeists and another one spontaneously c-come back to l-URRHIII-fe.

[oneagainstall]

I don't know what the fuck that is, Rick- but I'm gonna assume it's a whole fuckin' lot worse than Old Yeller.

[That's a really fucking good point.]

Yeah. Like, giving even a tiny piece of a shit about it? Maybe this fuckin' surprised her as much as it did everyone else, and instead of showing her hand, she's playin' her cards close to her chest. But the fact she can be surprised is something.

[wriggedywrecked]

Imagine a tornado, b-but alive, c-categorically insane and impossible to predict, made of sword-like teeth, the size of a small city.

F-Fair, she's not exactly the most emotive person in Wonderland, but still. Or m-maybe she killed the White Queen and d-didn't expect her to come back. Who the fuck knows. I can't fucking believe I'm in the middle of a goddamn murder mystery.

[Usually it turns out Rick was the murderer.]

[oneagainstall]

...Wow. That's- that's pretty damn fucked up, Jesus.

On top of all the regular bullshit we have to deal with. I just got out of one of those fuckin' things back home. I'm not in the mood to be dealing with any other ones. Especially not about people I don't give a shit about.

[wriggedywrecked]

Y-Yeah, tell me about it.

God, fucking right? I don't give a flying shit a-about half the people here, and I fucking hate mystery tropes. Some other dumbfuck can f-figure this one out.

[oneagainstall]

I'm sure there's plenty of them lining up to get involved in shit like this. Me? I'm going to the fucking bar and getting hammered til it's all fuckin' done with.

Fuck this. Fuck it so much.

[wriggedywrecked]

Dude, let's go.

[Bar, hell yes. He's already walking in that direction. Stupid chess game with its stupid bubble.]

Fuck, why force us all to go t-to this stupid thing anyway, some of us got better shit to do than watch a mid-stakes chess match.

[oneagainstall]

[This sounds like the best idea in the history of pretty fucking great ideas. He stands up, heading off after Rick. ]

Couldn't have said it better my fucking self. We don't need this bullshit.

[wriggedywrecked]

Wonderland is nothing b-but bullshit. If you don't stay m-mad at it you risk getting complacent.

[oneagainstall]

Ain't got plans for that any time fuckin' soon.

[Gren's mad like...80% of the time anyway. He has a good degree of background anger that he's more than happy to direct at Wonderland. ]

Not letting my guard down on this Shitfest at all.

[wriggedywrecked]

...Have you ever had a v-velocitini?

[oneagainstall]

...No? Does it have booze in it?

[Because that's the most important question here. ]

[wriggedywrecked]

Among other things.

[oneagainstall]

Then that's good enough for fuckin' me.

[wriggedywrecked]

[And thus did Rick and Grendel transcend time and space and lose their minds.]