cfuw 142: limbo.

[cfuw_shepherd]

[you are locked in a small room underground with no air conditioning and several TVs with video feeds to the game.

enjoy.]

Comments

[trickor]

Would you care to learn?

[captainkink]

Sure.

[trickor]

[spreads his hands and a board spins into existence between them]

[captainkink]

Show off.

[trickor]

Always.

[captainkink]

Okay, let's play.

[trickor]

Let us find a place to sit. This may take some explanation...

[captainkink]

Whatever works.

[trickor]

[find us a place to sit then :|]

[captainkink]

[sitting down]

[trickor]

[settling down next to, tucking a leg underneath him and setting the board to hover between them]

If I recall correctly, your chess boards area not entirely different from the tafl board, yes?

[captainkink]

Well, the ones we use in the future are different.

[trickor]

[frowns, pursing his lips]

Describe it to me.

[captainkink]

There's like three boards on top of each other.

[trickor]

[hm.

waves the pieces away, first, and the holds his hand flat above the board, parallel, then slowly pulls up, two boards coming up with it, hovering evenly spaced apart]

[captainkink]

Yeah, something like that!

[trickor]

And the board was...checkered? Evenly, yes?

[flicks a finger, and every other square goes dark]

[captainkink]

That's right.

[trickor]

[tilts his head, examining the board]

How does the king find his escape? Can he move up and down?

[captainkink]

He can only move up.

[trickor]

So he starts at the bottom? ...Interesting.

[captainkink]

Yeah.

[trickor]

Hm.

[PUTS A PIECE DOWN]

[captainkink]

What?

[trickor]

The goal of this is to...?