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Magic the Gathering tip: if you play other card games, consider playing magic the gathering. itās just like the card game youāre currently playing but with more magic and gathering
also less math
just a page of beckett doodles cause i have a crush. tossed my hc for gangrel teef in there too hehe
48 x 48 (ish) pixel art icons of the VtM clans! I'm planning to maybe cross-stitch them all, and I figured I'd put them out here in case people have some use for them
Another one of my MTG pixel art alters.
Resolution: 272x370
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Commanders of New Capenna
Another weekend, another brand-new release from me. This time itās back to the schedule as normal, with the results of last monthās Monster Popularity Contest (a monthly patreon poll where supporters vote to see their favorite monsters, NPCs, and other enemies come to life.) These five friendly mugs are the face commanders from the commander decks released alongside Streets of New Cappena. Each one serves a different family, and plays a different role in the glamorous politics of this 30ā²s-themed fantasy setting.
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Artwork Made By: aki; twitter: @akiesque
Tomik: Human law and security mage with the Orzhov Syndicate
Ral: Human Storm Mage. Top tier Izzet League. Planeswalker
SÅsuke: Dragon-blooded elven Sorcerer; Lightning/Electricity specialty. Top tier Izzet League. Planeswalker
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SÅsuke was standing on the roof of the Laboratory for Electricity and Weather Control. Watching a man walk down the street. He seemed to have a contemplative⦠yet sad look on his face. Nala, a bronze scaled ādesertā pseudodragon, was hanging comfortably off his shoulder. She chirped at him in a somewhat worried tone.
Heād chuckle slightly and reach a hand up to her and pet her softly. āYes, itās for the best Nala and besides Inthink going to Ikora would be fun. They have dinosaurs there.ā There was another chirp from Nala. āYes, people know where Iām going. Both Niv-Mizzit knows...āĀ
Nala would then just stare at him. āI left Ral a letter.ā She continued to stare. āLook I know it isnāt the best way to go around it but I donāt think I could tell him in person.ā SÅsuke would sigh. āI donāt think I can do the just friends thing anymore. So I would rather him be happy with Tomik even if that means Iām not.āĀ
Heād then shake his head and smile at her softly. āBut letās go on this new adventure and see where it takes us!ā Nala would give an excited chirp as SÅsuke would say a few words and the spell had her slowly disappear and reappear as an elaborate tattoo on his arm.Ā
But as he would turn to leave the elf his heel would slip and SÅsuke would lose his balance and fall from the roof. But instead of hitting the pavement below he found him tumbling to his knees on a world that wasnāt Ravinca.Ā
Heād slowly rise and stand up. He saw a world of machinery.Ā There was some sort of black liquid on his hand. Heād shake his hand to get it off, eventually just whipping it off on his pants. Heād then shake his head and hold it in his hand. A sudden headache rushed him.Ā
He then thought it best to continue back to Ravinca then continue on to Ikora.Ā
The sorcerer shook his head once more before disappearing into a mist of black and spiders as he walked back home to Ravnica.
Prompt: What Makes Me Remember?
āWe do not remember days, we remember moments.ā -Cesare Pavese
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28.Oct
-Cassius
While we are eternal, theoretically anyway, our memory is not. Itās hard to explainā¦
Think of it like a computer. Your brain is a massive computer. It is the most sophisticated computer on this planet. Nothing we have right now even comes close. Your brain writes memory to the hard drive.
A hard drive only has so much space. It doesnāt matter if itās a terabyte.. 2⦠3⦠4⦠it doesnāt matter, the limitation is still there. There is only so much space. When you reach that limitation you have to delete old files to make space for new files.
Our brains work the same way.
Memories are little bits of information that your brain deems important. When they are no longer deemed important they get overridden by those that are. Memories that are associated with strong emotions tend to stay around longer than those that donāt.
Okay so one summer my family went to China to see our relatives there. I was around 5 or so. Me, my brother, and cousins were playing in the orchards. While my brother can remember the games we played, the only thing I remember about the day is falling from the tree and breaking my arm. My brother on the other hand remembers the whole day. My parents only really remember the hospital.
My brain went āIāve fallen. It hurts. I need help. Get help. This is important. Remember.ā Or something like that.
So how do we fix the finite space issues? Thatās the question. For a computer we would just buy another hard drive, or a thumb drive, or an SD card. Canāt do that for your brain.
So what do we do? We write down what we think is important enough to remember. Pen, pencil, paper. We record it all down so we can recall it later.
Some sort of input can also make you remember things.
Visual: Seeing you makes me happy. Makes me feel safe. Reminds me that youāve stood up for me.
Sound: Your voice is that of entrancement. It calms me. Memories of your whispers to keep me on task.
Touch: Cold shutters down my spine. Or sensual pets. Memories of long warm hugs when the day has been bad.
Smell: Anytime I go into a salon. The Barbicide.. makes me want you. Makes me want you to come here because I canāt leave. It makes me miss you the most.
Taste: Trust. Your taste reminds me of the insane amount of trust I have in you. That youāll keep my secrets. Also the insane amount of trust you have in meā¦
I donāt knowā¦
I miss you. Come visit⦠or stay.
Love,
Kellen
Prompt: The Masquerade
"You were blissfully unaware the man you were flirting with and thought was my boss was actually me⦠until my friend forced me to tell you.ā- Unknown
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Oct.24
~Cassius
So Iām only writing this one because Agathon wouldnāt shut the fuck up about it. That I should tell you that you had met me before you had actually met me. Though to be fair I had complained about it earlier to him.
Well you remember the first time we met. I walked into your shop wanting something new. I figured you were up to the task from your reputation.
⦠except that wasnāt the first time we met. Prince Panhardās Grand Masquerade Ball on All Hallowās Eve. That was the first time we met.
The masks of the ball hid our faces. Kind of like Cinderella. But no 12 oāclock curfew. No pretty blue and silver dress. But everyone pretty much knew who everyone was.
You saw him sitting and fiddling with an iPad. All he wore was a white mask with black markings around the eyes, a long black coat, a black suit with red gloves, and an enchantment on the outfit.The enchantment was what hid who he actually was. He normally had a target on his back so anonymity was essential.
You asked around, wondering who he was. All anyone could really tell you is that he was incharge of all the IT shit for the city, went by the moniker of Joker, and thatās how he normally dressed. Mask and all. No one could give you an exact pin on his clan. No one really sees him around a lot. Most of the time communication went through a Tremere technomancer named Kellen Bashir.
You took the tablet from him and gave it to Agathon before pulling him onto the dance floor. You occupied his time for most of the night, well until he was pulled away by some technical problem with the servers. God forbid the kindred of NYC go without internet for a night. But before he left he kissed your cheek and slid his card into your coat pocket. The only thing on the card was a design based on his mask and a number.
You didnāt know it was me. No one did⦠well for the exception of the prince, sheriff, regent and Agathon.
So yea⦠when you were flirting with my boss all those times you were flirting with me.
Hi.
Yours in anonymity,
Joker
PS: Delete this please.
Prompt: Can Vampires feel love?
āWhen I'm not with you. Think of you always, I miss you. (it's so easy). Think of me Always. (when you know the rules) It's so easyā¦ā -Voiceplay; Queen in 5 Minutes Part One
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10/23
-Cassius
I heard what I think was the tail end of a lalabye on the radio the other night. Iām not 100% it was but it had that softness and timing to it. With us being so far apart from each other and the bound fading⦠I wondered.
When Iām not with you⦠do you think of me? Because I do. I miss you. I want to come back or have you come here.
Iāve found myself in the airport⦠at the gate more times than I can count, but always finding myself back at the chantry.
They tell me that I just need to do my job. That it's so easy. That I know the rules. That itās just the remnants of a bond that a dragon had tricked me into. Is what we had really love? Or was it the blood?
Do you think of me always?
I donāt want to play by their stupid rules. Why canāt I just be able to hunt like normal? Itās not like I completely eat anyone. Itās never so easy.
I miss you.
Kellen.
Prompt: When the Sun Used to Shine
āThe sunrise, of course, doesnāt care if we watch it or not. It will keep on being beautiful, even if no one bothers to look at it.ā - Gene Amole.
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17.Oct
-Cassius
I donāt know if you remember⦠what it was like when the sun would shine brightly on you. To feel its warmth on your skin?
I remember once, my mother had taken the family to China, just outside of Shanghai, to visit our relatives there. We were in a small village in the countryside. They were farmers. They grew rice, tea, and various fruit trees. I loved going with my brother.
There was only one downside: no signal. Dead Zone.
Complaining wasnāt worth the effort. Trying to get our phones to work wasnāt worth the effort. So me, my brother, and cousins would go playing in the orchards.
But the sunlight⦠I miss it the most. The air seemed to always become sweeter when the sun was out. The birds softened the afternoons with their chorus; we breathed in more deeply as if permission to relax had been bestowed.
Under the sunshine, the apples glowed more rosy. The branches of each tree spread out as if so proud of the bounty they brought and sweetness given within each one. It was a party of colours, of chaos and order, of a beauty that sprung from just a little seed, rain and some sunshine.
Fast forward a bit to the week before I was embraced. Zaiden told me to go to the roof of the MediaCityUK building, the tallest in Manchester at the time, every dusk and dawn⦠to appreciate the sunset and rise for a week because itād be the last times I ever saw them.
I wonāt lie. I miss them. The warmth on my skin. The colours. There is nothing like it.
Hope to see you soon,
Kellen.
PS: So if moonlight is just reflected sunlight why does it not hurt us?
Prompt: Will You Be Mine Forever?
āWell, I know it's kind of late. I hope I didn't wake you, but what I gotta say can't wait. I know you'd understand 'cause ev'ry time I tried to tell you the words just came out wrong. So I'll have to say I love you in a songā --Jim Croce
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9.Oct
-Cassius
Your Grandsire keeps reading these letters and giving me weird replies. Iām not even sure how he gets them. Iām not gonna ask either. But this letter came with a package. A cassette tape to be more precise. If there isnāt a tape, go speak to him.
Yes, yes I know outdated tech⦠but there is something about getting a mixtape that I find utterly romantic. But this is no ordinary mixtape. I covered each of these songs. One of my Nos tech buddies even taught me how to play guitar.
So yea, I was going through my CDs yesterday, and I kept coming across songs I thought you'd like, so I made you this tape.. Using outdated techā¦
ā¦I hope you like it.
Side A:
Ghosts - Tim Urban
All My Loving - The Beatles
Starving - Hailee Steinfeld
Hey There Delilah - Plain White T's
Someone Like You - Adele
Side B:
Blackbird - Beatles
Die A Happy Man - Thomas Rhett
Better Together - Jack Johnson
Collide - Howie Day
I'll have to say I love you in a song - Jim Croce
Miss You,
Kellen
Prompt: Me, My Blood, and I
"It is said that blood is thicker than water. It is what joins us, binds us, curses us."- Barnabas.
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1.Oct
-Cassius
2008. Thatās when everything changed.
It was weird and almost instant. The shock of it brought me to my knees, dropping an inexcusably expensive gaming rig in the process. Thank the gods one of the revenants caught it.
All our bonds shattered that night. Not just me or a few. The entire clan.
And then there was chaos. Complete and utter chaos, though mostly from the neonates and fledglings.
And then the experiments. When the bonds broke⦠something happened in our blood. Our very core. Bonding other kindred was no longer possible. Bonding the kine also became more difficult but not impossible.
But then came something new. Iām not sure if this is a result of what happened⦠but Iām finding myself more and more unhappy and unimpressed with my work unless it is absolutely perfect. Finished projects I had been long happy with were now unacceptable to me.
I donāt know. Further study is needed.
Hope to see you soon.
Kellen.
Compleation
Day Seven: Time to go āHomeā
Nadia had gone down to the cell to check on SÅsuke. She more than the others had grown⦠attached to the dark skinned elven sorcerer. From his random patches of glittering bronze dragon scales that always seemed to draw her attention to his need to hoard knowledge, it could be useless the man wouldnāt care, and stories about the adorable pseudodragon he took care of. His ālittle sisterā.Ā
Everything about the fellow Ravnican simply fascinated her.Ā
This would ultimately lead to her downfall and quite possibly the planeās.Ā
Another Planeswalker going by Ral had warned her and the party to be careful when dealing with SÅsuke. He was chaotic at the best of times, could be easily distracted given the right trigger, and very charismatic. Advice: go get smitten with someone else because heāll lead to heartbreak.Ā
But even Ral was unsure of what had made his friend attack those he was paid to guide. The League would more than certainly send someone to investigate the matter. All the storm mage knew is that the last time he had talked to SÅsuke, and a handful of other Planeswalkers, was that he had been complaining of headaches and didn't remember anything about the last plane he had visited. So he had advised SÅsuke to lay down for a bit and get some rest thinking the headaches were from either dehydration or being tired. He knew the dark elf pushed himself too far sometimes and would go days without sleeping.Ā
Nevertheless, Nadia walked down the stairs that lead to the cell. He had been given paper and pencil to write with but he had written in a language that no one in the party could read or translate. Eventually they had stopped giving it to him.Ā
But then smelled something like copper. She looked around and saw the paper. Blood on the paper and pencil. She looked closer.Ā
No⦠not it wasnāt blood. It wasā¦
ā¦some sort of oil? Sheād look more closely at it and dip a finger into it. Maybe it was some sort of machinery he hadā¦?
A cold shiver would wash over her. āSÅsukeā¦?ā The small rogue called out to him.Ā Ā
āNadia.ā The voice that called her name shocked her slightly. It sounded normal but at the same time⦠it had what sounded to be a metallic undertone. āCome, come⦠please.ā
She tried to find him in the darkness. Then there he was. He was in a tailor sitting position (cross legged) in a corner. When he opened his red eyes they seemed to glow and stand out in the dark. Dark elves could see better in the dark⦠so maybe that was an effect of it?
āI canāt. I'm not even really supposed to be down here.ā
āThen why are you here?ā āI--ā
Heād cut her off. āI need your help Nadia.ā He stood and would start to walk over to the bars of the cell. He had on his normal attire but didnāt have his jacket on. In its place was a sleeveless shirt.Ā
āI canāt.ā Sheād reply with a sad tone. SÅsuke would reach a clawed hand out to her through the bars, pushing up the dimensional shackles as far as they could go so he could better reach out to her.Ā
āItās so static here. Boring. Maybe you can come in and help with that.ā Heād smirk. āJust take these shackles off so I can move around better. This has all been one big mistake.ā
āSÅsuke⦠Iā¦ā Nadia knew she shouldnāt get closer but something compelled her to. This was SÅsuke. He was her friend. He wouldnāt hurt her.Ā
Nadia then stepped closer and removed the shackles from his wrists. The dark elf smiled. āThank you Nadia. Iāll come and get you to repay you. I promise.ā Heād lean to kiss her but backed away at the last minute with a smirk on his face.Ā
And with the shackles removed the elf was gone inĀ a cloud of black smoke and spiders that soon disappeared.Ā
Heād appear on New Phyrexia moments later before Elesh Norn with a warm smile, as if looking at a cherished parent, as heād fall to one knee. āIām here to spread the word of our greatness to the other planes.ā
āOf course you are, My Conductor.ā
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[Feel free to add any notes/suggestions below]
Notes from Usurper (Owner):
His alignment is Chaotic Neutral. (It hasnāt been revealed to me if compleation shifted his alignment)
He falls on Red and Green on the colour wheel.
He is on friendly terms with the three Ravnican planeswalkers. He is most friendly with Ral, being more along the lines of a bromance, hoping for more though.
Notes from Riv (DM):
After complaining of headaches Ral told him to get some rest, not knowing what was actually going on⦠yet.
He was mentally compleated a week after infection with Phyresis (Based on constitution saving throws). As far as we know he is the only one, planeswalker and not, to have lasted this long. Once imprisoned and isolated it became harder for him to fight (DC on saving throws became much harder as he was very socially oriented and doesnāt like being alone).Ā
He was completely physically completed two days later.
Clawed hands: Fingertips to second knuckle are a metallic bronze metal. Glistening oil can be seen dripping from them when he wants it to. Mostly from the left.
His voice has a metallic undertone. (Sounds like this, but this isnāt him itās Jace)
After being physically completed:
The entirety of his left arm, fingers up to his shoulder, is completely cyber. The right looks like this: Click. The fingertips stil have that clawed appearance.Ā
All of his scales are now made of a bronze metal.
There are several metal tendrils, about 0.4 cm in diameter, weaved throughout his hair.Ā
His facial tattoos now look like a very dimly lit LED strip. These tattoos do extend down to his hip in a type of lightning strike pattern and have the same LED effect now.
He was given a sort of third eyelid to negate his light sensitivity. āSunglasses but on your eyes.ā
His wings, when manifested, are now made of a sheet like light weight metal.Ā
When not manifested his wings are shown as tattoos on his back. They also have a metallic design.
Most of the metal now implanted into him is a bronze alloy to have him better conduct lightning (electricity).
Character Design:
Pre Compleation Character Design (Art by: Lunnarcia)