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.
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.
dfgjfgmnb asked: Chess? Sure! I'm feelin' smart today!
All right! *She gets out the board.* Would you like to be black or white?
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.*