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// neochessilogue 
// Story: Checkmate, Chesshaver 
// by Mad-Nug 
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"Queen to G-6?" Luna asked her sister. "Thou werest ousted by a Queen to G-6?"

"Dear sister, I was just going along with Pinkie so she'd have fu-"

"She got thee with a Queen to G-6? Thou art such a fucking scrub!"

"Luna, your attempts to integrate modern vernacular with your outdated tense conjugations has ended in tragedy."

"Art thou mad?"

"Goddammit Luna you are bad at this."

"As bad as thine chess abilities?"

"Look, I said I wasn't really trying and-"

"Interesting how thou gets quite defensive when we mock thine chess skills."

"W-well, you're being quite insulting."

"Not as insulting as thine game."

"You... you watched?"

"We noticed the sweat on thine brow was thick for not being serious."

"Look, Luna, can we just drop this? Pinkie's disbanded the chess club and no one really cares anymore, okay?"

"We guess so, scrub. If thou desires to bury thine shame so badly."

"Sis, you're a jackass."

"We art aware."