#cardsona

[fresh-prince-of-beleren]

The new card Crow Storm goes great with the custom card I made for @keranos-god-of-storm-crows a while back.

[oldtumblhurgoyf]

working on my planeswalker cardsona a bit

mono black, static ability “~ has the loyalty abilities of each planeswalker card in your graveyard.”

I think one loyalty ability will definitely be to tutor a planeswalker from your library and put it into your graveyard.

I’m also considering one to destroy target planeswalker. Lastly I’m considering some symmetric discard/mill. But I’d probably only do those two if I changed the static ability to care about planeswalkers in all graveyard instead. Thoughts?

[xalucard]

A BEAUTIFUL Dhuunyr comm from a friend. Catch her on discord PuddingStone#9543 if you want to comm her!

Really need to show my boi some love, need to get back into creative writing...

[borospaladin]

Heyyyyy so remember that whole thing with cardsonas? Well, see, my cardsona has always been angel-relevant and my favorite version features ascension to angelic status along with spark ignition, so, hey, angelic madness on Innistrad could affect her ... but she just might be able to fight it off, with some concerted effort. Or she might just fall into the maddening patterns of the shadows hanging over Innistrad.  (Bonus: +1 specially designed for multiplayer! Boo yah!)

[redlikeaweasley-blog]

@odric-master-swagtician

[xalucard]

So Much Left to Learn

While I’ve had the idea locked away in my head for a while, I decided it was finally time to put the story of Dhuunyr’s first planeswalk into writing. Feel free to reblog and/or give feedback, just please don’t repost. Enjoy :D

Dhuunyr sat on his haunches, considering the options before him. For the past few decades the sphinx had been researching the an ancient time-travel tech that had been lost to the ages. The ninth wind blew, and Dhuunyr stretched his bat-like wings to feel the cool air rush past. The most recent development in his research was what seemed like a dead end: the last being to interact with the technology was Magllahan, an ancient and long-dead sphinx. Dhuunyr couldn't proceed further without knowing all Magllahan could tell him, and he certainly wasn't going to abandon forty years of work. That left him with one option: he had to raise Magllahan. The cold air suddenly felt more ominous than comforting, and Dhuunyr folded his wings. After a few moments of steeling himself, the sphinx took to the air.

There were laws against disturbing the dead, but Dhuunyr had never been one to follow such useless rules. He dropped lightly to all fours on a blue-silver pillar, surveying the expanse of bone and etherium before him: The Scrapyard. The bodies of long-dead Esperites were collected and thrown together here, awaiting the Etherium Sculptors who would come and harvest the metal parts for re-use. Dhuunyr shuddered and stretched his wings, trying vainly not to think about how many arms and legs it took to craft his wings. Locating Magllahan wasn't hard – the ancient sphinx had been easily twice the size of any Dhuunyr had met before, and his half-disassembled skeleton stood out like an a drake among homonculi. Dhuunyr strode as close as he dared, locking eyes with Magllahan's gaping sockets. With a steadying breath, Dhuunyr closed his eyes. He had communed with the risen dead before, but never with one so ancient or powerful. Dhuunyr's eyes glowed a dim blue as he focused on the leylines around him. He shut out everything but the tangled mesh of mana in the center of the skull before him, tugging and coaxing the weave apart. As he worked, the tangled started to undo itself faster and faster. Too fast. Magllahan swarmed him, pressing against his mind with incredible force. Dhuunyr tried to pull away, but found that he couldn't. Magllahan's spirit had a powerful grip on his mind, and was forcing his way in deep. Dhuunyr began to panic as he felt himself slipping from control of his own body, his own spirit drifting in some wayward, indescribable direction. The world began to fade, and Dhuunyr grabbed onto his body with a desperation and fear he had never experienced before. The leylines around him began to melt and refract, weaving themselves into beautiful patterns he had never seen before. Two new types of mana flooded into wordly gaps that he had never noticed before, and it took everything he had to not pass out from the sheer exertion and shock. Magllahan's mind receded, and Dhuunyr gasped as he was suddenly the only pilot of his body again.

The sphinx looked around in confusion and mild fear: what were these many green things that surrounded him? They looked and seemed alive, but a quick spell showed they had no semblance of a mind. On the outskirts of his mental senses, Dhuunyr felt a weak consciousness approaching him. Approaching quickly. Very quickly. Dhuunyr took to the air just as the green semi-alive constructions parted to reveal a beast the likes of which he had never seen. The creature snuffed at the ground where Dhuunyr had been standing before lumbering slowly back in the direction it came from. Dhuunyr marveled at the strangeness of it all, and with a few flaps of his wings he brought himself high into the sky for a better viewpoint. Beyond the half-alive green things, Dhuunyr could see nothing but cityscape in all directions. Determined to figure out what exactly happened and where he was, Dhuunyr took off in the direction of a scholarly-looking building emblazoned with a large green and blue swirl.

[fresh-prince-of-beleren]

@kryptoknight38801: I figured this was the least unfun version of what you were asking for, lol. I think Evangelize-on-a-stick here would make an awesome commander. Apologies for taking so long to reply.

[fresh-prince-of-beleren]

Ps you are awesome for doing cardsonas. Mad props capn :) maddest of props

Thank you! I didn’t know if you were requesting a card or not, but I couldn’t help myself either way.