Sep 3, 2024
The way Ryuk looks at Light in the deleted grave scene is the Shinigami equivalent of when Elon told JKR to chill a bit on the topic of trans people, lol
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The way Ryuk looks at Light in the deleted grave scene is the Shinigami equivalent of when Elon told JKR to chill a bit on the topic of trans people, lol
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Callous Bloodmage is my favorite weapon against Flashback. Why exile a single card from a graveyard when you can exile the whole thing? Works great if a player has multiple cards with Flashback in their graveyard.
Soulless Jailer --- Phyrexian Golem
1 --- 0/4
Permanent cards in graveyards can’t enter the battlefield.
Players can’t cast noncreature spells from graveyards or exile.
“Lock the door and eat the key.” —Vraan, Executioner Thane
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Locket of Yesterdays --- Artifact - 1
Spells you cast cost {1} less to cast for each card with the same name as that spell in your graveyard.
Every hour, at the turning of the glass, its owner had whispered to the locket, seeding it with secrets. This would be her legacy, her memory, if the rifts should take her.
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Release the bats!
Molly (front & center) was trapped in the postal system for two months. Just got here from the UK.
Vodka snail! Vodka snail!! Vodka snail!!!
I lowkey feel like I'm involved in some sort of "we don't talk about Fight Club" scheme. I'd make an awful criminal tbh, I get involved in anything interesting and immediately feel an irresistible urge to talk about it to the next person who'll listen.
But like. Seeing Y get so paranoid and panicky whenever someone unknown walks in kinda made me realize that you're really not supposed to talk about this, for everyone's safety. And he's already taking a big enough risk having me there with everyone. I don't want to misuse his hospitality (which I'm eternally thankful for).
Anyway, I need to learn to write my weird life stories down instead of talking about them to irl friends or posting on social media.
One of these days, if I won't die, I'm unwrapping myself from this blanket burrito, and y'all will be able to find me having a picnic in the Fiume Road Graveyard.
If I'll die, however, you'll be able to find me in a way less fancy graveyard. And I probably won't be having a picnic.
There were like four dogs at Logie yesterday and I’m pretty sure they’re in my top visitors (we very rarely get any- people just assume you can’t bring them in).
Never been so happy though. Oh and they brought their eighteen humans so that helped too.