dfgjfgmnb asked: Oh no! (( I have like zero chess experience and I am using wikipedia for the definitions :P ))
Let’s see you get out of that one. *She’s left a very obvious way out, if Soarin sees it…*
askalmare-blog asked: I had hoped to join your cause... but it seems joining somepony as scared of a little thing like death... that doesn't sit right with me
We aren’t afraid of death, but it would throw a terrible crimp in Our plans. We’ve been, for all intents and purposes, dead before, and it is terribly inconvenient.
dfgjfgmnb asked: Th-The pressure. . . *Moves ANOTHER pawn* I am so bad at Chess!
*Nightmare Moon moves her bishop decisively across the board.* HA!
((ooc: Napoleon’s opening is intimidating and moves for a quick checkmate, but almost never works.))
askalmare-blog asked: Sorry to disappoint you... but I am not an assassin... Im an undead psychic who's powers are limitless... I just enjoy killing things... call it... a hobby
Still, Our argument holds. There are ponies out to kill Us, and We are definitely not paranoid and delusional, and most certainly do not have a persecution complex.
dfgjfgmnb asked: Grr! *Moves another pawn*
*She moves her queen out from behind the pawns.*
dfgjfgmnb asked: *Sits there and thinks about it* Hmmm. . . *Moves a space* :D
Well, then… *She moves the first piece in the rarely-used Napoleon’s opening.*
dfgjfgmnb asked: Hmmm, White!
Okay. *She sets up everything.* You move first.
dfgjfgmnb asked: Chess? Sure! I'm feelin' smart today!
All right! *She gets out the board.* Would you like to be black or white?
cutesyfashion-deactivated201204 asked: If only I could turn into a pony I would defend you..your highness.
Thank you for your offer, but We believe We should be able to handle this ‘Almare’ easily.
Don’t worry. We can insulate Ourselves from your mindscape behind a wall of rage. It’s very protective.
Whenever you are ready, just relax and We’ll begin.
*closes her eyes, and tries to relax, thinking of nothing but that damned week in hoofingdale*
*Nightmare Moon closes her eyes and touches her horn to the Avengers forehead, and they are both sucked into the Avenger’s memories.*