[MUL/EX] Naughty Chess
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Extreme =&gt; Extreme Small Groups =&gt; Topic started by: Erebus on 06-04-2009, 10:31:15</h2>
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				Title: <strong>[MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erebus</strong> on <strong>06-04-2009, 10:31:15</strong>
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				OK!<br>The great battle has begun.<br><br><div align="center">(http://i479.photobucket.com/albums/rr159/palmer_eldridge/NaughtyChess/chess_board_4.jpg)</div><br><br><div align="center"><strong>1.e4, e5</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>2.d4, Nc6</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>3.d5, Nd4</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>4.c3</strong></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>crystaltears</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 20:21:04</strong>
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				E7 to E5. (We did say we wanted little narrative moves, right?)<br><br>The young woman who stood before her king saw the approach of an opponent directly opposite her. She didn't hesitate to meet them; while unable to remove the other unit from combat, she could halt his advance. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Federico</strong> on <strong>15-04-2009, 23:55:11</strong>
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				<strong>D4</strong><br><br>It had started as a good day. He had readied the scimitar, oiled it with the oil he could find - he knew of soldiers not caring enough for weapons and he had heard the sorry stories of blades breaking in the middle of the fight. Not him. <br><br>The enemy was still far away, too far to be seen. He was comforted by the presence of the powers beyond his shoulders, and he did not dare to turn - but he knew the hero was just beyond his shoulders, and was proud of it. The oldest of the pawns, he had this privilege. Perhaps the battle would wait for another day. Perhaps the enemy will surrender. Perhaps, and he fondly played with the thought, he will win the fight and come home. As he played with the thought, he resolved to leave the army. He was getting too old for that.<br><br>The sun was stirring, the fog still holding the field. He saw a movement and his fist clenched the scimitar's handle. The man on his right was gone. Bad sign, he thought. By any reason, now he would hear the horse beating the ground. Knights moving ahead. Instead, an order was shout.<br><br>He was a soldier and he did what was ordered. But how, how he cursed the generals. That move made no sense. He reached his fellow on the right and now none of them had any cover. <br><br>As he stepped in the middle of the field, the fog finally raised, and he saw the enemy. Too near and in the worst possible angle. His blood froze and he prayed to his gods. He prayed for a chance to move. <br><br>But it was not his turn.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>crystaltears</strong> on <strong>25-04-2009, 16:58:24</strong>
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				B8 to C6<br><br>The charger on which the Queen Knight rode was restless. She could see the field, the fog was heavier on the opposing army. One of the enemy's pawns moved forward first, first to cross into the emmpty field of battle. The horse shifted below her, anxious. She couldn't help but chuckle as she wheeled him in a circle and murmured, "Easy.. Our time comes."<br><br>Their own pawn, a younger woman from their numbers, strode forward to mee tthe enemy's advance. The turn passed, no bloodshed, yet. Another pawn oof the enemy's army came forward, met the lady pawn. She would be captured if not defended.<br><br>The Queen Knight looked to her Queen, the question unspoken in her eyes even as the charger stirred underneath her. The Queen nodded, she agreed then. The Knight urged the horse forward, passed through the line of pawns in front of her and took a strategic foothold on the battlefield. Now she occupied a white square; her next move would place her on the black again.<br><br>Should the lady pawn fall she would avenge the loss. Either way, she could reach their enemy with her spear. In the meantime it was all the Queen Knight could do to keep her horse settled between turns. Her armor, the sleek breastplate, leggings mounted to the saddle, bracers, greaves, gauntlets, gleamed as the morning sun chased away the fog on the field. The spear in her hand glinted before her, held ready to strike.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Erebus</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 14:10:23</strong>
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				I've updated the board.<br><br>Federico will post the narration sometime later, since it's his pawn.<br><br>Cheers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Federico</strong> on <strong>01-05-2009, 19:03:35</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1em;" class="bbc_size">D5</span><br><br>The young woman had him. All his experience was wasted. He also knew he would be avenged, little consolation - but no - she was&nbsp; - distracted by something, distracted by..<br><br>The veteran infantryman had heard the cavalry roar too. But he did not flicker. And now the woman was his. He had just by move on his side and swing his scimitar. Her slender neck would offer no resistance.<br><br>He looked in her eyes.<br><br>He told her "We will never meet again."<br><br>And he walked forward, already forgetting her, a single pawn against a knight twice his size. For a moment he checked his position. He was in enemy territory. He was at the full center of the field. He was the axle of the battle.<br><br>If he could manage to take out the knight.. Glory. His eyes sparkled. <br><br>Glory, and an embroidered flag over his coffin. He knew. But he had the battle inside his blood, and he would not stop.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>crystaltears</strong> on <strong>03-05-2009, 05:30:02</strong>
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				D4<br><br>The charger stirred below her in the crisp air, and she knew why. It could hear the soldiers on either side of the field, it could smell them. Its ears moved forward and back just as its legs made it dance below her. She spun it around again, and she saw him. His eyes held something as he approached. <em>'Is he.. attacking me? I'll be damned if I fall to you today.'</em> He got out of the reach of her her spear, least if she wanted to survive her efforts. <br><br>She snarled lowly and drove her heels into the beast upon which she sat. The horse moved, following her strange pattern, and the white pawn was helpless to stop its advance. The came to rest only a short distance from the enemy queen; she was so close in fact she could nearly taste the white queen's fall, but not close enough, not in the right striking pattern.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [MUL/EX] Naughty Chess</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Federico</strong> on <strong>07-05-2009, 00:22:25</strong>
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				<strong>C3</strong><br><br>The spear started to feel heavy in his hands when the order arrived. The young recruit had hoped for it; he could see the charger in the distance, and he knew that, with the right space to launch its charge, he would have been trampled to death. He would have been avenged. Little consolation.<br><br>The recruit moved on until he was too near for the charger to use her advantage. He had better ground. He had a new, sharp spear. The move made him daring and he challenged her, waving high his weapon.<br><br>"We'll feast on your bones tonight, woman, and on those of your sisters! And if you do not move out of my way I'll feast on your flesh, first. Turn your mount and flee in shame, or I promise you suffering before death!"
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