Chessboard Kingdoms

[Chicka]

This is the auto-generated OOC topic for the roleplay "Chessboard Kingdoms"

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[MissBrightside_]

Could I reserve the black queen please?

[Chicka]

Sure! And by 'other' I mean "Anything that doesn't fit in these or any of the supplied categories".

[MissBrightside_]

Oh Ok! Thank you :) I hope my woman is suitable! :D

[PulseTrick]

I'm going to be submitting a black bishop, but I have one question, does the healing in this use magic, or science?

Also:
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gloaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.

Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.

The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light,

The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale;
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.

The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying -fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!

The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light,

The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale;
The dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.

[Chicka]

They use a bit of either-- there's a good understanding of herbs and how they work, but amulets can be used for magic. Most prefer the scientific sort, as it's simpler and requires less bloodshed, but amulets are great in a pinch.

Cool song, by the way!

[Kuro Iro Neko]

Mind if I reserve the traitor knight?

[Chicka]

Kuro Iro Neko: Go for it. I'll go switch that to "Reserved".

[Fredalice]

I'd like to reserve a white rook, please!

[Fredalice]

So I submitted a female, though if we don't have enough guys closer to the time of starting I can make her man no problem.

Leaves from the vine, falling so slow.
Like tiny fragile shells, drifting in the foam.
Little soldier boy, come marching home.
Brave soldier boy, comes marching home.
Those leaves did grow, from branches overgrown.
Drifting slowly down, resting in the loam.
Little soldier boy, taken from home.
Forced to fight a war, that's not his own.
Leaves from the vine, falling so slow.
Like tiny fragile shells, drifting in the foam.
Little soldier boy says, 'Carry me home.'
Sleeping soldier boy, is carried home.

[Chicka]

Great! So far the female:male ratio, counting characters that haven't been posted yet, is 3:2, so I'm not all that worried.

[Kuro Iro Neko]

My song:

Look, look at me, me. Look at me straight in the eyes.
Look, you are already look at elsewhere.
Check it one two three, you only keep looking at the clock.
You don’t have to tell me. I know you got someone else.

You’ve been meeting someone else often lately.
You don’t even call me first anymore.
When you are with me, you would only look at the sky even if a day is a second long.
Oh~ I know your mind. The distance between you and I.
Getting farther and wider. We are no better than strangers.

Oh baby I’m a loner, I’m a loner. daridiridara du~ I’m a loner. I’m a loner. daridiridara du~
I’m a loner, I’m a loner. I’m a loner being sad at love, shedding tear at love.
Sad sad sad sad sad sad sad tonight. My heart hurts.
Oh no no no no no body knows, how I feel.
one two three four five six seven night, I’m cheering up myself passing many nights awake.

If you had just told me honestly
that you got someone else. That you hate me.
Then I wouldn’t have hated you to death.
check it one two three. Remembering your words, they are all silly lies.

[Waffle_Ninja]

I am going to submit a black rook. I will probably make her a girl, but if you need it to be males then I can change it :)

Oh! Before I forget, is this a literate (full or advanced) roleplay?

Also...I don't really have a song to post so I'm going to go with "or something." So here is a knock knock joke.

Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Irish.
Irish who?
Irish I could remember a better knock knock joke.

Anyway, I'm off to make the character now :)

[Chicka]

I would LOVE to have at least one of the kings before we start, but how does everyone feel about starting on Wednesday?

[Fredalice]

I'd be okay with that =D

[Fredalice]

I hate to be that person, but will we be starting soon?