+ 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

[wildwest]

Some of us are magnets for it. No matter where we go or what we do with our lives, death seems to find us. Whether it's goin' for those around us or comin' for us personally. [ there are days he feels like the coward wyatt accused him of being for cheating death like he has. for grabbing hold of the first available option for life and holding steadfast to it instead of letting the disease that had plagued him take him as it had taken countless others before. ]

This will be over, [ he tells her, nodding in the direction of the chess field. ] Nothin' here drags on for too long. And when it's over, whoever was unfortunate enough to fall will come back.

[beautifullies]

Said like a man who knows.

[ She looks at him with empathy - she clearly knows how it goes. She inhales from the cigarette, then exhales slowly, sparing a glance at the field. ]

A small silver lining, I suppose. It's still so damned bloody pointless. This is between the Queens, we didn't as to be dragged here, out of our lives.

[wildwest]

Oh, I do. Far too well. I have seen my fair share and then some.

[ such is the curse of eternal longevity and being swept up in a mess involving demons, witches, and resurrected outlaws. disaster was always lurking behind every corner, some new foe waiting to for their turn. but that was the setting for his story and not necessarily one the people here should be expected to play in. and yet that's exactly what the queens were asking of them: to do battle on a playing field that was not their own. ]

We didn't ask to come here in the first place, and yet here we are.

[beautifullies]

Touche.

[ The conversation and the cigarette have both helped soothe something that she didn't know could be relaxed at this point, so she puts out the butt and flashes him a grateful smile. ]

I appreciate you, as always. I'm not sure anyone will come to the tent, but either way, I shouldn't leave Mikan alone much longer, she's liable to work herself up over nothing.

[ Said with love, of course. ]

[wildwest]

Of course. I'll be nearby should anyone come in and you need that extra pair of hands.

[ he'd go mad just sitting in the stands, and even if all he was doing was lingering near the medical tent smoking cigarettes, at least on standby made him feel like he was doing something. or at least attempting to. ]