Limelight hangs over your table and projects a board game that's alive. You move real pieces. The light plays back.
Touch any piece and every move it could make lights up. The good ones, the risky ones, the ones about to get it captured. The board thinks out loud, so you start to see what it sees.
Tap a glowing piece to begin.
And we love it. The weight, the click, the ritual. But the board never says a word. It cannot show you a move, cannot celebrate a win, cannot surprise you. Screens can do all that, and they are flat, and lonely, and trapped behind glass. Nobody gave you both. So we did.
Arch it over the table, strap it to a shelf, or stick it to anything metal. It finds your board on its own.
Real pieces, real weight, in your hands. A camera quietly reads where everything sits.
Moves glow. Captures dissolve into light. The snake actually slithers you down the ladder.
A normal smart board plays one game forever. Limelight plays all of them. Flip the mat and it is chess, then checkers, then ludo. Out of games? Draw your own on paper, snap a photo, and watch it come alive under the light.
Custom boards play best with the lights low.
Arch it, strap it, or magnet it to metal. One head, three ways to float it over your table, and it lines itself up every time you move it.
One side printed for your hero game, bright enough for daylight. Flip it for the whole library.
A camera reads the board and aligns the light on its own. No fiddling, no setup screen.
Every game gets its own set of artisanal pieces, weighted and finished as objects worth displaying. Collect the ones you love.
Already have a set you love? Limelight reads the pieces you own, so your grandfather's chessmen get to come alive too.
The table everyone crowds around. The chess board your kid finally wants to learn on. The light you flick on when the night gets good.
We are taking Limelight to Kickstarter. Join the list for first access, founders' pricing, dibs on the first artisanal sets, and a vote on which game we bring to life first.
Watch your inbox, first light lands there. Know someone who drums their fingers waiting for their turn? Send them over.