The Analytical Engine has no pretensions whatever to originate anything. It can do whatever we know how to order it to perform.
I don't think Garruk, the Veil-Cursed is allowed to be played in that Commander deck.
I don't think Garruk, the Veil-Cursed is allowed to be played in that Commander deck.Garruk, the Veil-Cursed's color identity is green
79035425 wrote:BURSTING WITH VIGOR!
Trolljuju wiped the sweat from his brow as he continued his slow trudge up the snowy mountain. The wind was strong and fiercely cold, but he pressed against it. Juju knew Beast Engine was somewhere at the peak, waiting for him. But this was not a matter of confronting the forces of nature themselves; that had been accomplished long before, and was now too easy to maintain the manly man's interest. Today, Beast Engine was here waiting for a friend.
Trolljuju's mind drifted from his appointment to thoughts of Beast Engine's manliness. The only man in history to punch the fossilized remains of a dinosaur back to life just to punch it to death again. The man who deflected bullets with his pectoral muscles during his daily assassination attempts. The man who cured cancer with a serum made from pure crystalized virility. The man who burst with vigor. Not just a man but a Man- the manliest of all men. A god of masculinity in physical form.
Trolljuju's heart fluttered at the memory of him and lightened his steps as he pressed on.
Suddenly, he was shaken from his reverie by a deep, powerful rumble in the mountain that shook him to his core. Instinctively, he threw himself to the ground just before the slope ahead of him exploded in a fiery wall of light and heat. So great was the force that the entire upper section of the mountain was vaproized. It scorched Juju's coat, then rose on the air to drift far away, a plume of white-hot ash. When Trolljuju lifted his head to see what was left behind, he beheld a wide, perfectly flat stone plateau, and in the distance he could see a muscular figure, his foot still held up from the kick. There was no doubt it was Beast Engine.
As soon as the ground beneath him cooled, Juju cast his heavy pack aside and ran. As the figure grew with closeness, he could see Beast Engine was nude, as was expected. The snow that fell near him turned to a thin wall of steam, looking to Trolljuju's eyes like a barrier. Engine was too strong, too manly to occupy the same space as the ordinary universe. He lived in a world all his own. But fortunately for Juju, it was only an illusion. He ran at full speed into Engine, who caught him with both arms and effortlessly twirled with him, resting with Juju dipped low to the ground in Engine's arms.
"Beast Engine, my love," Trolljuju breathed, sturck with awe at Engine's masculine beauty despite the familiarity of his face.
Engine just smiled, radiating from every inch of him with incredible strength, yet gentle warmth.
"It's been so long, Juju. I've missed you."
"Forgive me. I lost contact with you while you were boxing with Death to win back and consume the soul of Theodore Roosevelt. But now I'm here..."
Juju lifted one tentative hand to Engine's face, but he pulled away.
"You know I cannot give you what you seek. Were we to make love, your body would be destroyed by the force."
"I know, of course I would," Juju responded, tears in his eyes. "May I have, at least, one kiss?"
"Very well. For you, my friend."
Slowly, gingerly, they came closer. But the moment their lips met, a flood of unbridled manliness rushed into Trolljuju, body and soul, and every cell in his body exploded.
Beast Engine fell to his knees, and in his grief, he wept. The tears that fell from his face burned deep into the rock beneath him. But slowly, his sorrow turned to conviction.
He beat the crap out of Death once. He could do it again.
I love Sundial of the Infinite for it's complete weird effect. I so loved what Noel deCordova did in ruminated.
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As long as you win shortly after and can start a new game, then i don't see the big problem with "griefing"... the long and grindy victories are by far the worst for an opponent and friend.
Momus, the Greek god of sarcasm
Pray to him.
Did anyone else notice that Noel said Rage Extractor was the only card with the Phyrexian mana symbol in its text and then proceded to use in the next deck Norn's Annex, another card with the Phyrexian mana symbol in its text?
I don't think Garruk, the Veil-Cursed is allowed to be played in that Commander deck.Garruk, the Veil-Cursed's color identity is greenActually his color identity is green black, here's the relevant rule; 903.4c The back face of a double-faced card (see rule 711) is included when determining a card's color identity.
Oh, wasn't aware of that. Last time I asked, I was told it was as I had wrongfully stated. Thanks for catching that for me.
New Phyrexia was explicitly stated on this site to have a "griefer" vision. Cards like Norn's Annex, Praetor's Grasp and all the lifeloss riders are meant to make life unpleasant for the opponent. Given all of which, and given that I make it a big priority to try to make my decks lead to games that are as fun as possible for both players, I'm surprised I like New Phyrexia as much as I do. I guess perhaps they just didn't really make it particularly griefer-y. (Certainly not as much as, say, Teferi, Mage of Zhalfir in combination with more or less anything ever.)
On a different note: "nucking futs"? On a family site? Really, Kelly.
I guess perhaps they just didn't really make it particularly griefer-y.
So is that really what New Phyrexia is about? Griefing opponents?
This is the kind of article I read this column for! Please feel free to make this a mainstay for the end of the year!
As far as the benefit of the rest of Magic is concerned, gold cards in Legends were executed perfectly. They got all the excitement a designer could hope out of a splashy new mechanic without using up any of the valuable design space. Truly amazing.
--Aaron Forsythe's Random Card Comment on Kei Takahashi