Monday Night Magic #149 – Divine Vs Demonic Giveaway Contest!
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This Week in Magic
Kudos to WoTC for some pretty decent April Fool’s bits, including the most amazing draft viewer ever seen. It also confirmed that Terminate is Alara Reborn! We also discuss a few more cards spoiled via various magazines in the unofficial MTGS spoiler, including “Unscythe, Killer of Kings” (not an 80′s hair metal band). We also have the deck lists for the Alara Reborn intro packs and next week is the start of the official previews! Also, the very cool Divine vs Demonic duel decks come out on April 10th and we officially have the deck lists today via Mike Turian’s article! Check out the pics [1] [2] of the new DCI judge shirts. And we talk a bit about the DCI Reporter software and the rumor of a new in-house developed replacement coming soon.
What’ve You Been Playing?
Jack fills us in on the very cool Pauper league starting at his local store. Tom is still beating faces in Pauper on MTGO and still enjoying GB Dredge / Unearth with it’s unlikely hero, Golgari Brownscale.
MTGCast News
We are pumped to announce our official Divine vs Demonic giveaway contest! We will be giving away ten prize packs which each consist of a foil promo DvD Akroma, Angel of Wrath and Lord of the Pit (both signed by the artist)! You can enter and win by simple posting your favorite magic story about an Angel or Demon card in the comment section for this episode on mtgcast.com! We will announce the winners in episode 150. Here is a quick picture on how to subscribe to the comments for the contest.
And episode 150 is going to be a LIVE episode! You can chat with us and other listeners, listen live, be a live caller and overall add to the mayhem. The show will be hosted on TalkShoe and the date is set for Monday, April 13th at 9:30pm CST. Check out TalkShoe and this FAQ page on how to connect and join the par-tay. The show ID is 41574 and here is the direct link to our show page where you can join live on 4/13 @ 9:30pm CST!
I was also able to sit down for a great interview with Mike Turian about Divine vs Demonic and you can check it out here.
To review:
The prizes: TEN sets of foil DvD signed Akroma, Angel of Wrath and Lord of the Pit
The contest: Write you favorite magic story about an Angel or Demon card
Where to enter: On the comment section for this episode on mtgcast.com (direct link to comment section)
Ends: Next week and we will announce the winners on the LIVE episode 150!
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My favorite story comes down to just the other day playing with a couple of friends. My opponent has me down to 1 life while he has out a sharding sphinx amongs many other Espery creatures. Im in topdeck mode facing only the sharding sphinx untapped, he is down to about 4 life himself. In hand I have only a mercy killing but plenty of mana on board with safehold eliet as my only creature. I topdeck up a Patterns of Rebrith, equip my safehold. I kill it with mercy killing to pull Akroma out of my library, persisting back the safehold. I swing with Akroma, but fall just short of the kill when he remembers the sphinx has flying. Akroma almost makes the rescue once again!
Before my contest entry, I’ll give a little feedback on the episode. Sorry, Jack, but I felt like you were off your game this time especially early in the show. It felt like Tom was tossing you life preserver after life preserver as you fumbled around to open up webpages. Maybe you should open some windows related to things on the show notes before the cast starts? There were also just some Magic comments that made me shake my head. The worst offender was the description of Nemesis of Reason as Oona for one less mana. Yikes! That’s just so wrong on so many levels. I know you’ve gotten some criticism in the past so I won’t go into more detail. I thought your demeanor was nice and had good chemistry with Tom and I know you’ve done well in previous casts so I’m sure you’ll get back on track next week.
Here’s my favorite story involving a demon. I’ve been playing for a long time so I’m sure I could come up with some other nice stories but you only asked for one
I originally typed his up for the Magic School Bus podcast for their episode about bad beats:
My best bad beat story ever was from my first ptq ever (not counting one from when I was thirteen): Time Spiral Sealed Deck. I started with a draw and was in the draw bracket for round 2.
Obviously, since I’m in the draw bracket, game 3 goes to time. I have a Duskrider Peregrine and a Serra Avenger in play with Strangling Soot in the yard and Sudden Shock in hand. My opponent is on 5 life after I attack with the Avenger on extra turn 2 and I think I have the game locked up for extra turn 4 (I’m on 20). I am tapped out — I just hard cast the Duskrider on extra turn 2 so that even if you my opponent plays a flying blocker one of my three power guys should get through and combined with the Sudden Shock that should be a win for me. So both the Avenger and Duskrider are untapped.
My opponent has a Shadow Guildmage and a morphed creature in play plus a million counters on a Dreadship Reef. At the end of extra turn 2 (my turn) he starts to untap and then is like “ooh can I still put a counter on the reef?”. I’m like “sure whatever” (it literally has a ten or more counters on it). He’s like “okay, it’s actually relevant”.
He then untaps and morphs and unmorphs a Coral Trickster to tap my Duskrider. Then he flips up his other morph. It’s Liege of the Pit. He swings in and I do not block with my Serra Avenger because the hit only drops me from 20 to 13 so I should still be able to swing in for the win next turn. He then plays Walk the Aeons with buyback. At this point, I give a start and double check his graveyard and yes the OTHER copy of Walk the Aeons which he played earlier in the game is still there. So he took extra turn 3 and now he will be taking extra turn 4.
During the upkeep of extra turn 4, he puts the Liege’s sacrifice trigger on the stack, uses his Shadow Guildmage’s ability to return his Trickster to the top of his deck and then sacrifices the guildmage to the hungry pit demon. He then draws Coral Trickster for his turn and remorphs and unmorphs it to tap my Avenger. He swings with the Liege again dropping me to 6 as now I have no more blockers. He then Walks the Aeons again (I have not been detailing how he pays for these spells and activations but he had just enough counters on that Dreadship Reef to pull this stuff off). So he gets to take extra turn 5 too.
During the upkeep of extra turn 5 he feeds the Trickster to the hungry pit demon. Then he draws his card and swings in for the win.
This all actually happened. I was so impressed I didn’t really care that I lost. This was the kind of elegant, skillful play I expected to see at a PTQ. One of element that I did work into the story above was that because our match was one of the few that went to time a judge came over to make sure we finished the match in a timely manner. This is a common practice, but because it was my first PTQ I was not familiar with this practice (it hadn’t happened during my draw in round one) so I was playing with the added distraction of wondering why a judge had come over and started intently watching all of our plays.
Another aspect that was memorable to me was the slow realization that not only was I not going to win but I was actually going to lose. I wasn’t scared when he tapped my first blocker. I wasn’t scared when he flipped over Liege of the Pit. I got a little worried when he played Walk the Aeons as that meant I probably was not going to win unless he messed up. As he went through the motions of bouncing his trickster and tapping my second blocker (which would have soaked up enough trample damage to force a draw) I slowly came to understand that rather earning my first PTQ win as I had been expecting a few minutes before I was now moments away from my first PTQ loss.
It was a little frustrating to think back on the game afterwards though — I had that Strangling Soot and Sudden Shock for several turns but I didn’t want to waste them on a mystery morph. If only I had left some mana open… Playing either one of those would have easily gotten me at least a draw by taking out the guildmage or the trickster to stop his shenanigans and possibly even pull out a win by turning the Liege of the Pit against its owner.
This was during the Shards of Alara Pre-release and there was a rumor going around that someone had opened up a Empyrial Archangel. My deck was a bit of a mixture of Esper and Grixis cards with few small beaters so I was hoping not to run into it.
So I sat down with my next opponent. Shook hands and smiled, beginning to play. I was doing great at first taking a small amount of damage and dealing quite a bit to my opponent. Long story short I won the first match and lost the second so it was down to the last match.
About three turns into the game he dropped some pretty simple cards, a small blue drop, a small green drop and then Angel’s Herald. If I had of seen the signs of what was coming I would have used my executioner’s capsule right away but sure enough he sac’d his small little guys to pull out Empyrial Archangel. I shook my head and sighed heavily. There was not a single thing in my deck capable of dealing with it as my Fleshbag Marauders was in my sideboard. So I was sitting at the table with 20 life and a vectis silencers and not really too sure how I was going to deal with this massive threat. Then I thought I seen something, an answer to the problem. I attacked in with Vectis Silencers and my opponent narrowed his eyes, looking at the field and then at my hand. “Cards in hand?” he asked me and I shrugged and said “Five.” He nodded and shrugged. “no responses.” I smiled and gave Vectis Silencers deathtouch and said. “Archangel dies.” He asked me how and I pointed out that the deathtouch damage is re-directed to his archangel rather than being dealt to him. He went to consult a judge who then said. “Yep, thats right the angel’s dead.” I grinned and then throughout the rest of the game I didn’t draw another creature and lost. It was pretty demoralizing to lose but I managed to find a way for a lowly common to trounce a shrouded mythic rare angel.
I was playing a game with a friend of mine who was playing a grixis shard deck versus my mono-white defense deck. ((Gain a bunch of life with wall of reverence and an ajani avatar token, remove his creatures and swing in.))
My friend’s deck seemed counter-productive as most of his spells included him sacrificing his own creatures and I thought the battle was won. He had a card in his deck that seemed out of place though with the theme, it was a card from Lorwyn called Deathrender, a sword that could put a creature from a hand into play equipped to it. Not thinking too much about it I continued to set my my defensive creatures and played some threats via Spectral Procession.
He grins and plays Fleshbag marauder and then sacrifices a dregscape zombie equipped with the deathrender sword. He then pulls a Prince of Thralls out of his hand and then taps a mana to play clout of the dominus on his 7/7 turning it into a 9/9 haste/shroud monster. Throughout the rest of the match he started killing off as many creatures as he could and then making me have to pay the mana so he wouldn’t get them. ((Which included knight-captain of eos, reveillark and wall of reverence.)) He then thought he was in the clear as he tried to cast Nicol Bolas, Planeswalker and destroyed an Oblivion ring to free his Sedraxis Specter. I think smiled and on my turn used Austure Command to destroy all creatures on the field. I was nearly beaten pretty badly but with all of his creatures gone and a great deal of removal spells I was able to stand my ground with alot of life gain and my own removal and pull through. That Prince of Thralls is a scary card to deal with.
Hope I win those cards, the Akroma would have been great to have against the Grixis deck for sure
Just before I listened for the show today, I drafted an undead deck for XXX. I opened Lord of the Undead and went on drafting zombies. Since black-green is my favorite archetype, I complemented the deck with some green goodies.
On the 1st round, I crushed a white-green player with Mobilization. My evasive creatures (Severed Legion and Elven RIders) backed up with a couple of Highway Robber life drains took the games.
2nd round opponent (mono red) was a bit harder nut to crack, but I won the tight games 2-1. I won 1st reasonable easy, he won 2nd pretty much thanks to Furnace Whelp when I didn’t draw my removal.
3rd game was quite even, but my Contaminated Bond (sideboarded against the flyer) kept his Hill Giant from attacking and blocking and I would say that it won me the game. Maybe it would have been a nice inclusion into the demonic deck.
Last round was against a Red-Black opponent, who won the 1st game easily due to my mana problems. I was in controll in the 2nd game.
7 games in the books and I hadn’t seen my iconic card yet even once.
For the last and deciding game, I finally had it in my opening hand.
When I cast it, it just boosted my opponent’s zombie, but not for a long time, since he used Diabolic Tutor to get Shock to kill my Lord.
Even without the Lord, I was in control of the last game.
He made a mistake of loosing his flyer (Dusk Imp, the only card that is in the Demonic deck that made an appearance in the games) blocking my ground guy. That left him vulnerable to my fatty that I made unblockable by ground dudes and it hit for the remaining 7 points of damage.
So, I drafted a deck around Lord of the Undead that had close to zero impact in 7 games, but the Zombies and their minions (not quite demons) were deadly enough to win me the draft
My favorite Angel?Demon experience harkens back to the early days of Magic. As a young player, I was playing in a school tournament with my Black white flyers deck. My opponent was playing a Mono-black control style deck that just killed everything it could and went all the way on the back of it’s 6 or so creatures and 4 Unholy strengths. In the third game, we’re playing pretty closely, when he casts Unholy Strength on his Demon. I was worried that My Serra Angel wouldn’t be able to get there now. The teacher in charge of the event looked at the card, looked at him, and explained that he was disqualified. Why? Turns out, he had three of the neutered Unholy Strength, and one that had the pentagram, which was not allowed. In order to hold it at the school, they had to make some special rules for the tournament, including not allowing “satanic” artwork. So yes, I won tournament because his Demon became a little too evil.
Nice, the stories just keep coming.
When I started playing 30-life highlander, one of the first decks I built was B/G recursion. It had Deranged Hermit, Gigapede, Rude Awakening, Recurring Nightmare, Living Death…good good stuff. But one card always was a personal favorite because it so utterly shone only in this format: Promise of Power.
Promise of Power, that’s like Mind over Matter or Price of Progress, it tickles your tongue. And it’s even better in action. I draw five and get a 9/9 flyer? Woopdidoo, call me Timmy. Otherwise it was a better Tidings, because LIFE DIDN’t MATTER.
So one day I’m with my locals cracking some joke I don’t remember and I see that token card with the image of a demon doing the Uncle Sam.
“What’s that for?”
“PoP.”
If you’ve ever seen me go wild, it was exactly that moment.
“I want, I want, I want…”
“I only need Mind’s Eye right now, do you have that?”
Of course I had traded it away one week earlier. I couldn’t believe this, the world is sometimes so unfair.
Or is it?
As luck would have it I found one ten trade binders later.
The owner made me an offer I couldn’t refuse and from that day onward my deck consisted of one hundred “and one” cards.
Two years later when black was replaced by blue the token landed in my binder and when a fellow highlander player asked me for a trade I said:
“Just give me that Mind’s Eye.”
Thus my infernal contract was complete and the chains of Mephistopheles were passed on to future generations.
The End?
Let me start my story of by giving you a little background on my family. They are crazy Catholics…..with that out of the way I can begin. I started playing magic around the time Unlimited was just phasing out. I was by no means a serious player I just had an older brother and a few friends that were into it so I picked up some cards and got hooked for life just like the rest of you reading, my friends call it the five-color cocaine. Anyway, a few months later I here an argument between my older brother and my crazy Catholic mom about how the music he and I listened too was the devils work and some how magic cards came up! Now mind you any rational normal person would know that playing magic doesn’t mean you worship the dark lord, but try telling that to an angry Catholic. The next day while my brother and I were at school our mom went into our rooms and “purged” them of any potential demonic influence. The funny part about this is she took the time to look through all of our magic cards, at the time together we had about 1000-1500 cards, and remove all of the ones that she deemed “satanic” i.e. Lord of the Pit, Demonic Tutor, ect., ect, ect. I can just picture her looking through hundreds of cards with the look of horror on her face, thinking to herself what kind of evil man could create such a game.* This most unholy of acts forced my brother and I to play mostly angels for months until we bought enough cards to fill the holes in our collections. It breaks my heart to think of all the great, and now expensive, cards that made a new home in a landfill somewhere. To this day I can’t stand angel decks, long live Lord of the Pit…. We salute you O half-inflated dark lord.
~Jason Rodriguez
*(thank you Richard Garfield)
A story from another time:
I was a very young boy playing in my first ever tournament. I am 26 now, and this took place over 14 years ago. This was no Grand Prix or PTQ just a local tournament set up by a local card shop, held at a local mall. I come from a small town so there were maybe 15 people in the tournament. I was well prepared. I had been absolutely smashing all of my friends on a daily basis for over a month now (which was how long I had been playing the game at the time). My friends just couldn’t keep up with my amazing Craw Wurms and Shivan Dragons. Occasionally I would surprise them with a giant growth, but the game was already in hand by that point.
On to the tournament! I will never, ever forget my first game played in a tournament setting. I was paired against a 35-year-old man (probably still living in his parents basement). I was not intimidated in the slightest; he had no idea what was in store for him… I won the die roll and played first. Mountain for lightning bolt! I was a off to a quick a start as my deck had. We played draw go for the next couple turns until I pulled out my super secret tech that had my friends befuddled for the past month: Wall of Stone. It was awesome. My friends had no way around it and I was sure it would hold off any onslaught this guy could bring. Boy was I in for a surprise. I play turn 5 juggernaut absolutely sure I was going to win with Craw Wurm in hand for next turn!
“Wrath of God”, he said calmly. What, I have never seen this card before…
“At least I get to keep my wall” I reply.
“Nope, that is dead too.” He says again, calmly.
“Damn!”
Still bright spirited I play out my Craw Wurm, ready to deal some serious damage. On his next turn, he plays a paltry Serra Angel…I can overpower that! I attack with my Wurm, bringing him to 11! I can feel my first tournament win coming on!
“Stasis” my opponent declares in his monotone voice
“What does that do? Well, that doesn’t seem very good” I say confidently.
In five turns I am dead. Killed by the stupid no tappy tapo of a simple Serra Angel. I continued in the tournament and raced to an amazing 0-5 record (Back then tournament size did not determine the amount of rounds.) I sat outside the mall waiting for my dad to come pick me up.
Never will I forget that damn Serra Angel. I guess looking at the bright side I really learned something that day…I probably should have played four Shivan Dragons instead of two! ?
My story is about the Lord of the Pit himself. I had just opened a pack of Revised, and had gotten the Lord, and was stoked. I had a huge, terrifying, ugly creature who could crush every dragon, vampire, or even angel I had ever seen at that point.
I didn’t have quite enough black cards at that point to build a deck that I could use him in so I decided to try to do some trading with the other guys at school who also played. I won’t name names even though it probably doesn’t matter, but one of them out and out ripped me off.
This was back before the internet and easy checking on rarity or pricing, so I had no clue when he decided to talk me into trading the demon away for some uncommon that he talked up to me because he knew I didn’t know that I was getting the short end of the deal.
Shortly after that I found one of the price and collection guides at the comic shop I got my cards at. That’s when I looked up the Lord and found out that the card I got in that trade was some cheap uncommon and not even remotely a fair trade.
I’ve never let that bad trade go and I make a point of trying to make sure every trade I’m part of is fair and even for both sides.
Also since then I’ve loved finding new ways to make the Lord deadly. Some of my favorites are way back then using the Nether Shadows to cycle through the graveyard or Breeding Pit to feed him all the thrulls, Vampiric Link in Planar Chaos so his upkeep will still hurt but as long as I’ve got 8+ life I get it back(or if I’ve got him double linked then I gain life like crazy off him taking a bite out of me and my opponents, Gibbering Descent in Future Sight, and with the newer token generators as well.
Liking this podcast, started listening when I read about the Aaron Forsythe interview and glad I’ve stuck around
Here’s my story: Back when I was in school, I had a friend who was our local angel obsessive (here’s to you, Dom) When Apocalypse came out obviously he was going gaga over the appropriately white-black Desolation Angel. Now, this was a pretty dangerous trend: This was kitchen table magic at its most gentlemanly, where even a Stone Rain would start getting you disapproving looks from the rest of us. Now he wanted to ‘Geddon us and get a 5/4 flyer to boot? Apparently he did, and sure enough the bad girl came out in a game after the prerelease and showed us what was what.
But this isn’t just some bad beat story, no no. As the other eldest player with the strongest collection in the group, it fell upon me to punish our antagonist for his evil ways. And I had just the deck to do it.
We play again at another lunch break (multiplayer FFA of course). The game ramps up: I believe there were some haunted angel beats going on. I’m just biding my time, playing a BRG deck that I say is for Darigaaz. I throw down Vernal Equinox, tell people I’m experimenting with a new deck idea, but hey, don’t complain, instant creatures! Having the reputation as the wacky deck builder comes in handy sometimes.
So, the game goes on. When it’s the sort of time we should really be getting back to classes, Dom plays a Wrath to clear the board. I can tell he’s thinking about it, and indeed he taps another 7 to get what he thinks will be all the beatstick he needs. I’m so happy at this point – things have quite literally gone exactly according to plan. my play, with the ‘destroy all lands’ trigger on the stack:
Flash in Squandered Resources with equinox
Tap my lands then sacrifice them for 10 mana (starting to get strange looks)
Play Copper Gnomes (the strange looks are getting worried)
Sacrifice Copper Gnomes to put Dingus Egg into play (the worried looks turn aghast – this is only lethal for 1 person, but it means the angel will kill a lot quicker)
And the final piece: Furnace of Rath. Boom, instant win, thanks to my opponent’s armageddon!
Suffice to say, poor Dom didn’t play the Deselator that much after that, even if the actual game was a massive fluke
This is actually really hard for me, I played magic 10 years ago from age 13-17 and then took a break until last december (kind of a long break, I know).
I honestly can’t remember any play-related stories for demons or angels (or any worth recounting, other than one guy pronouncing Stoic “stoyk”)
Right now I work at a law firm during the day and at night I’m in law school. It’s a really difficult grind because as soon as I get off work I have to drive to school for another 3 or 4 hours, 4 days a week.
But I have demonic motivation.
Hanging up in my work cubicle is the very first rare card I ever opened, a Revised Demonic Attorney. Obviously, not the most useful card to a 13 year old (back when Frozen Shade was our play-group’s bomb card) but I’ve wanted to be an attorney since 3rd grade so its always been a special card to me.
It motivates me because I see it and think “Hey, once I graduate I can always get a powdered wig, grow out my fingernails, get a pink suit-coat and I’ll be set.”
Obviously, not the best story. Hopefully once I pick up the duel decks I can get some memorable angel v. demon action.
Thanks for the show, I listen every week. I can’t wait for Zendikar (I can’t decide whether I’d rather have Dinosaur Pirates (Pirates who ride dinosaurs) or Pirate Dinosaurs (Dinosaurs who are pirates).
Akroma vs. Akroma
This may be the rarest of Akroma stories, as it focuses on the nearly unheard of Akroma vs. Akroma match up. Now I know what you thinking, “Big deal! Akroma Angel of Wrath vs. Akroma Angel of Fury.” You would be wrong. This story is about the rarest of things, when legends face off.
It was a cool fall day, in the not too ancient past. My opponent on this brisk day was John, who may be the most evil of Magic players. It’s not that John is a bad guy, in fact I consider him a dear friend an excellent player. John is simply evil because he owns, with very little exaggeration, every darn Magic Card printed to date. Not only does he have a full set of power, that he plays with often, but he literally is only missing about 50 of everything ever printed. In short John is evil because he has an answer for nearly everything, and the skill as a player to have planned for most things. He is virtually unstoppable once he gets established.
On this day, we had started with a large multiplayer game, and slowly a few folks were knocked out, and started side games. John plays Akroma, and since I had no air force on my team, sent he my way for 6 damage worth of hugs and kisses. Taking quick stock, I find that not only do I have no air, but my Maze of Ith is already in the yard, with no ready hopes of return, and the spot removal in my hand is powerless against Akroma’s onboard protections. I take the damage, dropping to six, and accept that Akroma is going to kill me the next turn. The table quickly deduces that John is the biggest threat, and attempts to rub him out with all out attacks.
A couple of folks take their turns, and then I get what I’m sure will be my last shot at a top deck, when a most remarkable thing happens. I ripped into the little used Sakashima the Impostor. I play this card out as a copy of Akroma, and stabilize as it sticks. John isn’t willing to give up his board position, just to take out my attempt to stabilize, and he focus on taking the other three players out of the game, as they attempt to knock him out. When the smoke clears, only John and I remain, each with in single Akroma strike range. I still had no answers, and surprisingly, it appeared that John didn’t either.
By this time a small crowed had gathered around to see how this one played out. John, hating stalemates and draws went for broke, and sent Akroma across the table, in the hopes of drawing out a block, and a trade. John had Anger on line in his yard, so he knew that nearly any creature he top decked could swing for the win. I played my last stall option, and fog the attack away.
My next top deck literally broke the game state. I dropped a Clone, naming Akroma, and “pop-ing” the Akroma, and the Clone. I swung out with the Imposter/Akroma for the Win.
To this day, I have never owned an Akroma, and look forward to the new Devine vs. Demonic box set changing that. I am also proud to say that many members of my play group now play with the Imposter.
A long time ago when I just started playing, I built a Black and White control deck during the Invasion era. My favorite card of all time was Desolation Angel because her effect was so epic, and she was a 5/4 flying monster. I decided to build a casual deck around her to play in multiplayer with my friends. One game, we are all playing pretty nice and sometimes kill off a player who is gaining too much of an advantage. I was playing things like Phyrexian Arena and Gerrard’s Wisdom to gain a lot of life, and cards like Wrath of God to control creatures when they started to attack me or overwhelm the board. Well, a friend of mine had the great idea to play out about 20 elves in a single turn with Rofellos and Priest of Titania, so I decided to punish everyone for his evil ways. During the end of the person to my right’s turn, I played Rout at its alterate casting cost of 5WW to play it at instant speed, destroying all creatures in play and they couldn’t be regenerated. At this point, everyone looked at me angrily because I had played a few Wrath effects already. I untapped, drew a card from Phyrexian Arena, and for my turn. Then I tapped 7 mana to cast….DESOLATION ANGEL. Afterwards, I was the only player with any creatures in play, and no one else had lands. I played a land after I played the angel, and proceeded to kill all 3 of my friends within just a few turns. On top of that, I was playing cards like Dark Ritual and drawing extra cards, so I was able to kill opposing creatures that were played, as well as gain life from cards to prevent myself from dying. It was a truly epic game, and my friends were not very happy that I blew up all of their lands AND all of their creatures in just one cycle of turns.
Without a doubt my dearest angelic or demonic memory has to be from the Onslaught prerelease about five years ago. I opened up a pretty sick sealed pool, featuring goblin sharpshooter, jareth, leonin titan, and of course exalted angel(who can forget the art on her) . As much fun as it was living the dream of having a 4/5 lifelinked flyer out on turn 4, what was even better was that I had put almost every on color morph i had in the pool in the deck. Once I had showed my opponent the fearsome angel every single one of my morphed cards would instantly have a target placed on its head, baiting out removal until I could safely play the intended target of the spells, the angel herself. Luring out shocks and swats aplenty i was easily able to put up a 4-0 record at the prerelease, my best ever at that point in time, and happily walked away 24 packs.(jeez prize support was so much better back in the day)
Thanks for the efforts, gang!
My story involves both an Angel and a Demon. Back in the late ’90s, I used to own a gaming store. It was in a basement, and you had to go down stairs as soon as you entered. I named it The Pit. We sold not only cards, but roleplaying, miniatures, etc. One young gentleman who had just moved into the area wandered in one day, and started dropping by once in a while. He didn’t game, but thought the stuff looked neat.
This young man lived with his grandmother, a devout southern Christian woman. She wanted to see where her grandson was spending his time, and came with him one day. Immediately, she was disapproving, and voiced her concerns about devil-worship and such. My mother had had these concerns with Dungeons & Dragons when I was a kid, and I was used to having the debate and increasing awareness, so I invited her to a table where I was playing Magic with another customer. Unfortunately, I hadn’t considered the deck I was currently using, and, as I pointed her towards the cards that were in play, I realized I was playing an all-black token deck. On my side of the table were a Fallen Angel, and, maybe most symbolic, Lord of The Pit.
The young gentleman was not allowed to return (he did anyway,) and I was encouraged to join the grandmother at her church.
My story is something of a tragedy for both a friendship and a major setback in my Magic playing days. To set the stage, I was enjoying an apprenticeship to become a pastor with a major American denomination. While the local church wasn’t all the happy about me having a “competitive” hobby, they gave me some leeway with it. I had been playing since Ice Age/Revised, and my collection amounted to thousands of dollars.
At that point in time, I was sharing an apartment with my best friend. He made some inappropriate remarks about my fiancee, so when our lease came due in a couple of weeks, I opted to move back in with my parents until my marriage in a couple of months. While I was moving out, I noticed that a couple of my more “Satanic” black cards had disappeared. These included Demonic Tutor, older Unholy Strengths (the ones with the Pentagrams), Lord of the Pit, Demonic Attorney, and Demonic Consultations.
The following Sunday morning, I was called before the church board of deacons/trustees and the church pastors (which included my grandfather). Upon entering the room, I found my entire collection in front of the board, placed in a burn barrel. (Turns out my grandfather had used his key to my parents house to remove the collection during church.) Sitting on top were the above mention cards. As I was standing there, the barrel was doused with gasoline and set on fire.
As the collection was burned, it was explained to me that I was considered to be an embarrassment to the ministry program, and was thrown out of the apprenticeship and the church for consorting with demons.
The story was eventually recounted to me a few years later that my best friend had given the cards to the head pastor as proof that “I was laughing at the church” and would introduce any church I worked for into demon worship. No one bother to examine the rest of the cards or to question his story. He and I still have not spoken to each other to this day. After a few years, I began playing again (around Onslaught), but my collection is nowhere near the power levels it had back then.
Oh well, live, learn, and move on.
I have a friend who’s just getting into magic, and while he’s getting pretty good at playing the game, the deckbuilding ability largely eludes him still.
The best example of this is his best deck. It’s an aggressive samurai white weenie deck, with 19 lands, no mana acceleration, ect. This deck would actually give me a run for my money, were it not for the Akromas he’s stacked the deck with. He has no way to sneak the angel out, and would need to draw almost half his land to play her. But he keeps her in the deck because “She’s pretty, and she kicks ass”
To make matters worse, he’ll keep a bad hand, if it has Akroma in it, again because “It’s pretty and she kicks ass.” In my efforts to make him a better player, I’ve tried and tried to get him to make a different deck so he could cast her and she could be good, to no avail, as this was his best deck, so Akroma should be in it. The fact he’d never ever played her wasn’t an issue.
One day I’m playing my sliver deck vs. his samurai deck. I draw 3 gemhides, 2 signets, and 2 lands, and keep. My friend says he keeps his hand with the smugness I’ve learned to associate with and Akroma in hand. I then draw nothing but land for seven turns. Each turn my opponent plays a plains each turn, occasionally putting out a samurai. Then Akroma hit the table, hard cast. We were both laughing so hard, at the sheer improbability of the situation.
Nevertheless, my friend is now determined to never ever take Akroma out of that deck.
My favorite angel story took place at my local FNM store and features the the divine entity as the antagonist.
At the time I was a new to Magic and I had only built my first deck a few weeks ago (a WW tribal cat deck from Mirrodin). I had been matched up against this same guy the previous two weeks at FNM and had been badly beaten by his deck twice already, one game I even got decked. His deck featured Platinum Angel, and my creature based aggro deck did nothing to stop it. At the time “removal” was not in my Magic vocabulary. After falling to the shiny angel two weeks in a row, I did some research and looked up rulings for the first time and selected a new card for my deck.
Back to the memory – I’m going to game 3 with my opponent at FNM. He drops the Angel again, sits back, gloats, lets me take him to negative life… and then BLAM!!, top deck Otherworldy Journey for the win, he never saw it coming. I’m still giddy thinking about it.
That’s my favorite angel story.
Nice ‘cast, and I definitely enjoyed the recent Divine vs. Demonic information. That said, let me toss in my story about how Demons can win you games. Admittedly, this is not going to be a story of how I built an Angel deck and won a PTQ with it or anything but instead merely a summation of a game held last night that came down to the wire with us winning by a mere one life. Technically it had no demons nor angels in it, but it held a dangerous choice. This is a dramatic retelling of a true story (to the best of my bad memory that is).
As we sat down on the carpet, we squared off with the other Two-Headed Giant. It was a fearsome opponent – one head of Bant in nature and the other Naya. Luckily, we were a fearsome giant too, my other head with a monored burn deck at the ready and I with my Esper deck ready to beat some Giant. We squared off.
The early game was fairly uneventful – we did do a bit of a team play in casting a Tidehollow Sculler that stole an Incinerate and was hastened into the opponent with a Crimson Wisps. We got in some damage with another attack and later on a Poison the Well, but soon we were facing off a Giltspire Avenger, a squad of Exalted guys, a Furnace Dragon, and a Pyre Charger. I managed to pick off the Furnace Dragon with a Path to Exile (with one remaining in my hand), but a turn too late – it had already hit us for six. Luckily, Wall of Reverence began to bring us back up to 30 life with our newly summoned Tower Gargoyle. A Rhox Charger make things more dangerous, but I had my second Path at the ready – unfortunately, it was countered by a timely Hindering Light. Things were looking dangerous.
Soon we faced a difficult choice – my partner held in hand a difficult decision – Furnace of Rath along with the demonic Demigod of Revenge.
“Come to the Land of Death – the other Giant will quickly fall under the weight of your army.” The Demigod beckoned us, and seeing an opportunity to end the game quickly, we took it. After all, the true demons would be arriving soon to take us back home – that is, our parents.
So we laid down the Furnace thiking we were in great position to take out the opposing Giant. The Tower Gargoyle dished out ‘rath’ and swung in for an unblocked 8 damage. The opponent was down to about 12.
However, on the following turn, the Rhox Charger came in, as did the rest of the team, and we faced a dangerous situation – a 5/5 unblocked Exalted trampler was coming at us. A Double Cleave brought him up to full strength, and we were forced into a corner – we’d have to block with our recently played Loamdragger Giant AND a Wall of Reverence to mitigate most of the damage, and the Tidehollow Sculler had to block a 2/1 in order to keep us alive. I knew easily what the best possible block was, but it was a question of if we would still be alive – we were, but we were only at 1 life, and we’d just given our opponent the ability to burn us out at will, except she had no red mana to do so with. We were spared temporarily, but without the Angelic might of the Wall of Reverence, we truly were fully trusting the demonic Demigod, who continued to hiss to us.
We drew lands, hoped for the best, and we swung in with a Tower Gargoyle and a Demigod of Revenge, hoping to dodge the inevitable removal spell.
And it never came. The Path to Exile never came. We had won.
So it came down to this – we had just left ourselves wide open to an attack on the next turn, we had given our opponent an Incinerate with 1 life left on our side, and we had no removal, no counters, no nothing. Essentially we had made a pact with the black and red Devil of Chaos, the one that brings revenge, and though we had to sacrifice a pure wall along the way, we survived the hell that is the Furnace of Rath.
Don’t believe for a second that Demigod of Revenge isn’t a devil – he just chooses not to reveal that fact.
Especially to R&D. Lord of the Pit would get jealous.
Anyway, that’s my story of winning a game by such a minute margain by chooses to play with fire and going all in instead of blocking here. Angels and Demons are far more than a creature type – they represent ways of playing the game, and I believe this game illustrated that extremely well.
Great show like always.
When I started Magic, I bought a stack of common cards from one of my friends. At that time, I didn’t know anything about the game. All I knew at that point was that some of the cards had cool art. I found out sometime later that the local retail store sold packs of Magic. At that time, Mirrodin was just released. The store had packs of Legions, Mirrodin, Judgment, and 8th Edition. I bought one pack of Legions that day. I went home and opened the pack. I shifted through the cards looking and reading each carefully because I had not seen any of them before. I got to the last card and there shining in all its glory was Akroma, Angel of Wrath. Akroma was the first rare that I ever pulled and was my first rare ever. After, I learned a few things about the game, I built my first real deck. It was mono-white and I made sure Akroma was in it.
I have a demonic story from a massive multiplayer casual game. We were playing with chaos rules and there were seven players. I was playing a Lord of the Pit deck that focused on getting out Nantuko Husk and Lord of the Pit and sacrificing tokens to make them effective. The card that makes the deck a little more ridiculous is Sadistic Glee.
One of the players was playing a strange early faeries build. He used Notorious Throng to kill one of the players rather quickly. He also had over twenty little tokens. I was thankful he didn’t come after me because all I had was a Nantuko Husk with Sadistic Glee on it a Breeding Pit and a Sarpadian Empires producing Thrulls.
A player playing an enchantment deck was fine because he a really big Yavimaya Enchantress with flying in play, as well as some tokens from Hoofprints of the Stag. He was also gaining loads life because of Daybreak Coronet.
The unfortunate player losing life to that enchantress was playing a black and red deck with a lot of powerful cards in it. He knew he was destined to die and played Void, choosing zero. The tokens, my thrulls and all the faeries disappeared. My Nantuko Husk with Sadistic Glee received 24 +1/+1 counters.
The other player in the game was playing an America (Red, White, Blue) deck that was not designed for multiplayer at all. He had a Mogg Fanatic and a Lightning Angel.
The game progressed and the black/red deck was eliminated, as was the faeries. It was just me, America and the enchantments. America did everything it could to wipe the enchantment board.
At the start of my turn I had an enormous Nantuko Husk with Sadistic Glee and a Lord of the Pit that was pretty large, but nowhere near the size of the husk, also with Sadistic Glee. I also had a Phyrexian Plaguelord and seven thrull tokens. The America player had a Lightning Angel and the Enchantment player had two 4/4 tokens from Hoofprints.
My life total was at 9, the America player’s was 20 and the enchantment player was at 44. I let the Lord of the Pit hit me for 7, going down to 2. I generated a token with Sarpadian Empires. Sacrificed all 8 tokens to kill the two 4/4 tokens the enchantment player had. The America player thought he had it, but then I sacrificed the plaguelord to give his angel -4/-4. With the opponents’ boards wiped, I swung at the enchantment player with an 88/88 Nantuko Husk and at the America Player with a 21/21 Lord of the Pit. I won the game with 2 life after swinging for 109 damage without an infinite combo. I was pretty shocked that it worked out so well, especially since I had to let the Lord of the Pit hit me for 7 for it to work. If America had an Incinerate or a Shock I was toast and I knew it, but I had no other options for winning that turn and letting America draw would be a mistake. It was a great game.
Thanks for the efforts, gang!
My story involves both an Angel and a Demon. Back in the late ’90s, I used to own a gaming store. It was in a basement, and you had to go down stairs as soon as you entered. I named it The Pit. We sold not only cards, but roleplaying, miniatures, etc. One young gentleman who had just moved into the area wandered in one day, and started dropping by once in a while. He didn’t game, but thought the stuff looked neat.
This young man lived with his grandmother, a devout southern Christian woman. She wanted to see where her grandson was spending his time, and came with him one day. Immediately, she was disapproving, and voiced her concerns about devil-worship and such. My mother had had these concerns with Dungeons & Dragons when I was a kid, and I was used to having the debate and increasing awareness, so I invited her to a table where I was playing Magic with another customer. Unfortunately, I hadn’t considered the deck I was currently using, and, as I pointed her towards the cards that were in play, I realized I was playing an all-black token deck. On my side of the table were a Fallen Angel, and, maybe most symbolic, Lord of The Pit.
The young gentleman was not allowed to return (he did anyway,) and I was encouraged to join the grandmother at her church.
Sorry, guys, router problem, and it reloaded and resent my last post when my connection got re-established. Don’t hate me!
I’ve told this story on forums before about my angel, but I figured given the topic I’d recall it again, because I’m self-centered and like the story
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In 2003, I was a real casual magic player. My major purchases to that point included 2 Odyssey precons (trounce-o-matic and one-two punch) and a playset of Torment commons on eBay, and my tournaments were nil. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t interested, though. Friends and I would play during lunch and study hall, mostly with the same decks, every day.
That spring, our high school marching band traveled to Washington D.C. to march in the National Cherry Blossom Festival Parade, which was a big thing for me since I was lead trumpet at the time. As part of the festivities, our band director toured us around the sights of the city, and one of our stops so that we could get food was the Pentagon Mall. We had a little over an hour to eat and shop around before we were to leave to go to the next destination. With about five minutes left before I had to go to the bus, I went to the mall directory to see where the closest bathroom was when I saw in the listing…
HOLY CRAP, there’s a wizards of the coast store here!!
…I don’t know why I had such a fixation on a storefront now, but back then I just thought it was awesome that the company had stores of their own. At home in Pennsylvania I was nowhere near a WOTC store, but now that I was in the same building as one, I just had to see it. On the ground floor, I proceeded to run up 2 flights of escalators to reach the store out of breath. The employee must have thought I was crazy but asked if I was looking for anything. Behind the counter was a display of Magic packs, so I decided to get a pack of Legions to show that I was there. I even got a giant WOTC bag to hold it as an additional piece of memorabilia (the bag is still in my sock drawer).
I got back to the bus (a few minutes late), not opening the pack cause I knew that I could do it while traveling. Sitting in my seat, I opened the pack and read through all of the commons and uncommons, cause there were a few that I hadn’t seen at that point, and then at the end she revealed herself….Akroma, Angel of Wrath. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG (I was such a Timmy then)
I really don’t know if that Akroma is what kept me playing magic (my first tournament was the next month at the Scourge prerelease), because I have never played her or even put her into one of my decks. But I always had the card on hand, eventually making the center of one of my pages in my trade binder. Whenever anyone would first ask if she was for trade, I would say no and proceed to bore them with the story that I just bored you with. My friends at Pitt would just leave the room at the local card store when I would start up the story, them hearing it too many times.
Being a L2 DCI judge now, I work my fair share of events and don’t have to worry about single pack transactions anymore, so it’s hard to believe that any singular pack will ever wow me as much as my Pentagon Mall angel.
Here’s my demon story: I used to have a full playset of Lords of the Pit (2 unlimited, 2 revised). I made an effort to get 4 of some them some time ago in order to enact revenge upon one of my college room-mates who used to beat me silly time after time using his LOTP deck. I think he only had 2, but he still managed to always get one summoned in the late game (thanks again, Mr. Demonic Tutor). He also made an effort to beat me down early, and hold off until he could get the LOTP out and then smash me for the win with the big demon. It was always the big demon. Sword to Plowshares? He’d have another LOTP in the hand. Anyway, so after we both graduated, I started collecting LOTP’s so I could power my own big demon deck. I got the playset of 4 and had a pretty good deck built. Unfortunately, I never actually played my old room-mate ever again in Magic, so I never got to use the LOTP’s on him. They sat and sat in my collection for a looong time. I think one came out for the 10th edition scavenger hunt, but that was it. When Tom’s card donation drive came around for the person in South Africa, I thought “what card does this guy really need?” Yes, the Lord of the Pit. Who cannot have a Lord of the Pit? So, I happily sent one off to Tom. I think mine ended up in the second donation, which I think went to a school, but hey, as long as the big demon is smashing somebody’s face somewhere, I know I’ve had my revenge.
My girlfriend and I lived more than an hour apart for the first 18 months ofour relationship and I taught her to play Magic on my weekly visits. One of our favorite elements of Magic is the creation of a new world only hinted at with each card, so when one of her favorite cards, Twilight Shepherd, was printed without flavor text I decided to step in and write a short story incorporating elements of our own long distance relationship with the character Twilight Shepherd. She took this one step further by actually working on a Twilight Shepherd costume that she plans on wearing to a convention when it’s complete, so we’ve truly bonded with this card. This story, never actually recorded for anyone else, will hopefully translate well into text.
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Of all the planes in the multiverse, Shadowmoor seemed the least likely to host the woman of my affection. The land was ravaged; its denizens twisted and its skies promised no dawn. Despite this, no, because of this I found her.
Though she carried a sword, something in her demeanor assured me she meant me no harm. She wore a simple dress of white without pretense of innocence. Her pale wings and milky skin marked a stark contrast to the blackened skies and blood-stained fields surrounding her. Even her unbound hair made the moon glow with envy, but this was all superficial compared to her true, much more subtle beauty.
Over what would have been three days in a world of sunlight, I composed my questions to this virgin rose in a field of blood-red thorns. “Why do you stain your sword with the blood of a world that cannot be saved?” She would never answer this question with more than a sad smile.
After much deliberation, I crafted an offer. “What if I could take you to another world? A world where honor rules the land and knights duel face to face rather than blade to back. In this world, celestials like yourself fly with peaceful birds in a bright blue sky. If I could open a path to this land for you, would you walk down it by my side?
It was now that she would finally respond to me with words. Her voice, far more firm than the lyrical sonnet I’d dreamt of in fantasy, carried a question of her own. “Do you know why I wear this veil over my eyes?”
Shocked by her response, it pained me that I could only answer “No.”
She curled the edges of her lips into a nostalgic smile. “I once watched over a world far brighter than the one you speak of. It was host to all sorts, both horrible and wonderful, beautiful and hideous, and despite its shortcomings it was far more complete than the fantasy land you speak of. I viewed this world with eyes that couldn’t bear to see what it has become. I will not remove this veil until the light of an eternal sun shines through.”
She left me alone after that, flying off to save another wretched soul in this wretched place. I may not be able to take her from this horrible world, but with any luck I’ll be able to make use of my talents to make it a little brighter.
Hey guys, I just wanted to say thank you for the show. I have listened to the show for about nine months now, and have yet to listen to the old episodes. However, I do think I listended to several of them in the beginning and didn’t realize it was the same show until much later on. Of course, there were different hosts back then, but it was interesting to find out after a few months of listening to the show again.
My story involves an Angel card, and to be specific, Exalted Angel from Onslaught. Now this isn’t really a story of game play, but it is a very relevant story to the world of magic players and probably something that many of us have dealt with at some point or another. I began playing magic essentially right around the time Onslaught came out. After building an Astral Slide deck, i discovered how much I loved Exalted Angel. I used her and Siege-Gang Commander in my early R/W build and had great success. I believe I had a playset at the time and was looking for another as mine weren’t in the best condition from my early career playing free-for-all and two-headed giant with my playgroup. At this time, I was listing my trade binder online on the official MTG forums in the marketplace. I had completed around 30 transactions with my fellow players through the mail and was a good experience for both parties. My good luck though would soon run out.
I had engaged in a trade with someone on the marketplace that had a playset of Exalted Angels and I was very interested in trading. I engaged in a dialog with the individual and he looked through my collection and selected between 15-20 cards I believe from my list. Most of the cards he selected were singles out of my collection, cards like Phage the Untouchable, Silvos Rogue Elemental, and many other legends that I liked having in my collection. Due to my desire for a new playset of the morphing angel, I convinced myself it was a pretty good deal. After agreeing on the terms and the select cards to be sent to the other, I packed up my cards in sleeves and toploaders, and sent it out in the mail to the individual.
Time goes by, and I have yet to receive my end of the deal. I began to message the individual on the forums inquiring as to where my cards where and had no reply. I sent several emails attempting contact and was unsuccessful. Finally, I began writing letters to the individual in question and still had no success. This experience left a very bad taste in my mouth and I essentially quit trading in this manner, as I realized it wasn’t worth being stolen from again. I do appreciate those faithful users that I had great transactions with. It always sucks hearing about theft in MTG and am glad that it doesn’t happen as often as it could. I am grateful for such a positive community. Hopefully Karma has caught up with this individual and with all those that have followed in his footsteps.
Thanks Tom, Gavin, Jack, Eric and fellow listeners for reading my not-so-angelic tale.
My favorite angel memory involves Exalted Angel. I had just returned from a Magic hiatus and started drafting at a local store. I befriended a few players who recommended that I play in the State Championships coming up. I didn’t have any new cards so we worked on an R/G/W Astral Slide Deck. It showed to be a force to be reckoned with and as the deck started showing up in more and more articles I could work out a good deck. The problem was Exalted Angels. I wanted to play four but could only get two.
I showed up at States ready to play with just two but decided to ask around as people were registering. Some kind soul offered to sell me two at $5 a piece. It seemed steep at the time, but it was one of my best Magic purchases ever! The wonderful, flying, life linking goodness backed up by Astral Slide, Wrath of God, Star Storm and Slice and Dice destroyed every R/G and U/G madness deck in sight. The lovely angel even should have taken me into top eight against ‘Tog but I let the poor lady down. Angel Slide was my deck for the next year and a half and reignited my love for a game I had been playing since revised.
On the downside of Exalted Angel, my friend drafted three of them at Pro Tour Chicago in ’03 and went 0 – 3 in that pod…so I guess she isn’t the best card ever…Just my favorite.
Hey guys, hope I got this in in time.
My favorite divine/demonic story took place back in High school during my halcyon days of Magic . Back in the day we were all casual players and had basically no idea what we were doing, so our “drafts” consisted of 6 friends chipping in to buy a box and then rochester drafting 6 packs each with all picks face up. Needless to say this was an all night affair sustained with cases of mountain dew and frequent breaks to shoot each other with airsoft guns.
This particular night we had purchased a box of Champions of Kamigawa, and it was the first time we had seen any of the cards. I knew removal was good, so I picked early rend flesh/rend spirit which led me into a ridiculous mono black demon and ogre deck packed with demon enablers and 5-power oni.(6 packs each means a LOT of bombs) After starting play at around one am I handily destroyed my first 2 challengers. At 3 am my best friend and I sat down across from each other to slug it out for first place (in those days the winner kept all the foils from the box). He played a red aggro deck with ample burn and we split the first 2 games, creating a bleary-eyed and tense final showdown.
He opened with a swarm of red aggro, punishing my life total, and I was mana flooded with 5 lands, a blood speaker, and a hideous laughter. Luckily, he overextended by curving out on creatures and my hideous laughter hit on his turn 4 as a sick 3 for 1. I dropped the blood speaker the next turn and he continued to draw into threats until his board was a swarm of little guys. He played Kumano, Master Yamabushi against my empty hand and asked if we should just call it a night, and I laughed and said “Might as well play it out after coming this far.” So he passed the turn and on my upkeep I sacced the blood speaker to get one last look at my deck. Wait a minute….I have THAT CARD? A quick glance at my board revealed… nine glorious swamps, a glance at my opponent’s hand…only one card, and at his lands…no untapped mana! With a smirk on my face I dropped Kuro, Pitlord! The big man came down like deus ex machina and slung -1/-1 counters all over my opponent’s board, one sided wrathing him and dropping me to 3 life, just out of glacial ray range. My opponent could draw nothing but lands the next 3 turns and Kuro showed no mercy, dealing 27 damage unopposed. With a grimace, my opponent swept up his cards and showed me the card he had been holding…a foil soulblast! If he hadn’t tapped out the turn before Kuro it would have been all over for me and my greedy demon. We shook hands, I collected the soulblast and the rest of the foils, and the 6 of us watched the sun rise…another great night of Magic down and a day of much needed sleep to follow.
Contest Closed for judging time constraints. No more posts after this one will be concidered. Thanks to all who posted awsome tales and stories.
woo hoo meddling mage is back
I won a signed Akroma!!! Thanks guys!!!!!
84th!!!
I know this will get lost in the shuffle, but if I wanted to gear about comic book movies, I’d listen to Top 8 Magic.
Oops, wrong episode. I meant to post that on 148.