I would love to be Ruby's dead fly on the windowsill and watch Ruby playing chess with her dad. It's clear that, just like the piano in one of her dusty hallways, that board is just for show: “direction seems meaningless when you're taking about a square”. What? Ruby clearly has never uttered the words checkmate in a single game of chess is she thinks the purpose is for the pieces to wander around the board cloud-bathing. I would JANUINELY love to see a time-lapse video of one of their games - from her writing it sounds absolutely hilarious.
It's quite simple really:
1. Castles can move in any direction on the board.
2. Pawns move in a tornado-like motion, swirling outward in an ever-expanding spiral. They can also move vertically.
3. Pawns cannot take other pawns, and merely get caught in each other's gravitational pull like they're stuck in some twirling chess waltz.
3. All the other pieces are merely decorative.
4. Ruby always wins.
5. Her daddy seems to be having some inhuman facial seizure during every game, his brow "shifting" and his face "flickering" like a faulty Ikea lamp.