- >“It’s called chess!” Twilight exclaims, holding the box up for you to see.
- >Grabbing the box from her magical grip, you examine it.
- “What the hell is chess?”
- >“Chess is an old game, played back in the times of when we had a feudal system. It dates bac-”
- >You raise your hand, interrupting her.
- “I didn’t ask for a history lesson.” You look down at the board. “How do you play?”
- >Her eyes shine in excitement from finally finding someone willing to play with her.
- >Using her magic, she opens the box and arranges the board and pieces.
- >You pick up some of the piece and exam them.
- “How do you work this shit?”
- >Twilight gives him a disgruntled sigh and place a hoof on her forehead.
- >“Please, watch your language Anon. The object of the game is simple: You use the pieces provided to capture or corner the opponent's king.”
- >She points at the tall piece with a cross on it.
- “Okay, what the hell do I do with the rest of these pieces?”
- >Twilight begins to explain what all the pieces do, showing you their moving patterns and purposes.
- >After the short explanation, she grabs her pawn and begins, only to be interrupted by you again.
- “Oi! Hold up! Why do you get to go first?”
- >She stops and looks down at the board, then back to you.
- >“Because I’m white.”
- >Your face instantly goes from annoyed to pissed.
- “What kind of racist shit is that? I can’t go first because I’m black? That’s some Goddamn bullshit!”
- >Twilight shakes her head, completely vexed.
- >“That’s the rules! I didn’t make them!”
- >You cross your arms and give her a pout.
- “Well, I’m not playing until I can move first.”
- >Her cheeks begin to turn red from anger as she rotates the board, making sure that the white pieces are on your side now.
- >You glare at her and move one of your pawns forward.
- >The game goes on for about fifteen minutes, ending with Twilight being the victor.
- >You slam your hands down on the table, making Twilight jump.
- “I demand a rematch.”
- >Twilight nods and you both begin a new game, only to have the same end.
- “This game is so unbalance! This is the worst turn based game I’ve ever played!”
- >She looks at you, completely confused.
- “It’s way too fucking complicated! There’s all kinds of stupid, gay ass strategies and all kind dumb shit you have to learn to be good at it. It has a worse learning curve than Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde for the NES!”
- >“Dr. what and mister who for the what-”
- “And the modeling on these characters is retarded!”
- >You lift up the small horse figure and shove it in her face.
- “You know what this is? A horse, right? No, it’s a knight! I thought a knight was supposed to be the guy on the horse. But no, no! The horse itself is a high ranking member of the feudal system.”
- >Grabbing the queen, you slam it down on the board.
- “Oh, and what a surprise! The only female character, the queen, is a fucking Mary Sue! You can move in any direction, at any distance, and do whatever you want. God, I fucking hate women.”
- >Twilight’s eyes begin to fill with tears, unable to comprehend what is going on.
- “Chess? More like chess... chiss... shiss... shit. More like shit!”
- >You take the table and flip it over, leaving a very confused Twilight behind.
- >As you open the door to make your exit, you turn to her with one last remark.
- “Play League of Legends, you scrub!”

