+ 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

[entreats]

[ She's 100% assuming that being "sent to the farm" is some weird mafia-style punishment. ]

Whoever decided that sure sounds brutal. Is it just to keep the whole 'not exactly human' thing a secret? Humans won't believe weird stuff actually existing that easily, even if someone spotted something odd.

[oneagainstall]

[She wouldn't be completely wrong. And this is a subject very dear to Gren's heart, the mistreatment of the poorer Fables. The strays. It's always good to come across someone who gets it- even a little.]

Yeah, it's all a bunch of bullshit used to keep the poorer Fables in check. Y'see all the rich fucks that got out to New York with their fortunes are the kings and queens and lords and whatever who are all- surprise fuckin' surprise humans.

They made the rules, and they fuck over any of us who ain't actually human- regardless of if it'd fuck up the mundies or not. They're always pulling that shit on Colin and he's a fuckin' pig. Like mundies ain't ever seen a fuckin' pig before.

[entreats]

[ ... Probably not the best time to deadpan about how she's never seen a pig in person before, huh. But she definitely gets the point. ]

Ah.. I guess it's no different, no matter which world you go to, huh. There's always people with some form of power, whether it's money or supernatural powers or something else, that have fun making things more difficult for the people who don't have any of it. [ Definitely sounding very experienced with that for an 18 year old. ]

Maybe it's just human nature. Or.. well, people nature.

[oneagainstall]

[Absolutely not the best time at all, no. ]

That exactly how it fuckin' is. And the people who ain't all high and mighty, they fall through the cracks and no one gives a shit about us. Like take my friend, Lily. She got fuckin' murdered- but before that she was missing. We went through all the right channels to find her, her sister and me and all we got told was they were 'looking into it'. Only when she showed up dead glamoured as one of the fancy fucks at the top did they actually send their fuckin' wolf sniffing around, asking questions.

[He's never going to stop being mad about Lily. Never.]

[entreats]

[ That actually hits a little close to home. Ange's pretty good at pokerfacing her way through things, but something about her expression drops a little into something slightly sadder when she hears that. ]

I'm sorry about your friend. [ Even though she knows very well that's little consolation. But she does seem more genuine about this than her usual flat tone. ] Was the culprit at least found in the end?

[oneagainstall]

[He shrugs in response to the apology, it doesn't mean much. Lily's still pretty damn dead. Still, the fact she's attempted to give a shit- and that expression change, is enough to keep him from going off the rails about it.]

Yeah the fucker that did it is dead and the bigger fucker that ordered it is in prison. He deserved worse, but I don't got a fuckin' say in the matter.

[entreats]

At least it's better than if they would've gotten off scot-free. [ She can definitely understand the sentiment of wanting more though, so she doesn't comment on that part. ]

That happens way too often.

[oneagainstall]

Yeah, I would have been pretty fucked off if that was the case. Too many of us fall through the cracks that way, don't get no notice from the top bods when they go missing.

[The Crooked Man built himself an empire out of just that. ]