My want list sits with just six cards, all planeswalkers, all at 513 points or less. I pop over to PucaTrade’s Discord chat, the #trades-paper category and enter my new hourly plea…
I’m down to my last 782 points! Someone help zero me out! If you have any card on my list I will promote it to 782 points minus the promotion fee! https://pucatrade.com/profiles/show/779
That was in the morning no too long ago. That afternoon I received a message. “I’ll send you Dovin for 782”. I made the promotion and now my account is at zero points.
You sit at the table, peeking over the fan of cards in your hand at the faces of your opponents. You scan the battlefield, taking in the various permanents that make up each player’s board. You ask “Cards in hand?” to the other players. You consider all of this information, taking what you know of each opponent’s deck, personality and play-style into consideration. And then you pass the turn.
“Ugh! You took forever and didn’t do anything!” Johnny untaps his land, draws his card and almost immediately re-taps his land, casting a heavy beater. Franklin reacts instantly, looking at George’s board which is packed with creatures and, noting that your board is as empty as his says “looks like you and I are the only ones that will be hit by that thing, can you do anything about it?”
“…Maybe?” is your cautious answer.
“What do you mean maybe?!” Franklin asks, “you either do or you don’t, and that thing can take you out with a couple of hits!” He gestures to his board and empty hand. “I have no answers for it! If you don’t take care of it he’ll take both of us out of the game!”
“Meh, it doesn’t seem like much of a threat to me,” you reply, allowing the creature to resolve.
All my bags are packed
I’m ready to go
I’m standin’ here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
There comes a time in your life where you have to make a decision. It is a ridiculously difficult decision to make, but it has to be done. You’ve been together for years, but you can no longer deny the fact that there may be better options out there. After all, these things change, and through your time together you have both adjusted to the ever-shifting environment.
I’m sorry Ghave, it’s not you, it’s me.
I hope that we can still be friends.