As fire fell from a rent and wretched sky, the stranger sat at the piano and began to play.

The music was like soft wind and hard light. A tune of angels weeping over a devil's fall. The melody was the taste of laughter and the sound of tears. A neon prayer for a tone deaf world, making gentle harmony with cacophonous doomsday.

So on and on the stranger played, until, at last, the Sound died away, leaving only silence.

Then, from the back, "Encore!"

The Desert stretches out in all directions, as a hot wind blows the smell of dust and despair across the dunes. In the very middle of the bleak and barren waste rests a lone tree, tall and green and growing.

Some said it is fed by underground wells. Others thought that it drinks the blood of those who approach. Still others claimed the tree imprisons a sea-spirit, the last citizen of a long forgotten ocean.

Naught but the wind and dust remain to say.

Hey, if it's something that would interest you, I'll be playing some Pauper with tomorrow night at 5:00 PM PDT on I haven't played paper Magic in A While™ so come watch me slow play and fail to maintain the board state like it's 1995, I guess 😂.

“Are you ok? You’re acting a bit cranky today.”

“Ugh, I can’t sleep, unless it is on a bed of pure gold. Silver and gemstones irritate my scales.”

“We mined out all of the gold centuries ago. How do you find enough just lying around to make a sleep-pile?”

“Soooo sleeeepyyyyy”

I'm playing in a friend's one-shot tomorrow set in a high-fantasy modern zombie apocalypses and made this joker: a bitter, High-school magic teacher who has had it up to here with your bs.

"I am the one who casts knock"

"Well, traveler, you have bested my traps, solved my riddles, and defeated my guardians. What is it you seek from me!"

"Package for you."

"I... what?"

"Package for you. Sign here, please."

Things we didn't do:
- Start the fire
- Shoot the deputy
- Steal the cookies from the cookie jar

Things we did:
- Tried to fight it
- Shot the sheriff
- Put the sham in the shama-lama-ding-dong

Things we will do:
- Survive
- Rock you
- Walk 500 miles
- Walk 500 more

Things we won't do:
- Get fooled again
- Back down
- That

Things we will never do:
- Give you up
- Let you down
- Run around
- Desert you

- I did it again)

Last weekend, L and I made the best decision of our lives and got married. The stream had some technical difficulties, but the local recording worked fine. So, here's the 6 minute, 9 second video of our ceremony.

The stories are back! Hopefully more regularly this time :p

"So how'd you end up down here"

"I tried to kill my demons with a shotgun"

"Ah, and it turned out you can't kill Ethereal manifestations of evil with bits of high-speed lead?"

"Nah, it works like a charm."


"Yeah, I'm here to *checks brochure* 'Rip and/or Tear. Which way to the doom pits, please?'"

It's okay if you failed today. You can try again tomorrow.

Recently stumbled upon The Property of Hate, by Sarah Jolley. A delightful webcommic about a girl and a talking TV. Gorgeous and often times bizarre art. Go give it a look:

***Unit 3R-9 Log 51-7-4323***
>Reactor: Online
>Sensors: Online
>System Diagnostics>
>>motive system: Minor Damage
>>Ammunition_Count: Depleted
>>Auto-Repair Systems: Offline
>>Mission Timer: T-Plus 14570020100321654 ms
>*Warning*: Unit 3R-9 Combat Ineffective
>Sensor Contacts: Negative
>SOS Beacon: Active
>Communication SatLink: No Response
>Maintaining Recon_Recovery protocols
**End Log**

"You have bested me, mortal. By the laws of my eldritch kin, I must now grant you a wish. What do you desire? Wealth of the earth? Royalty of kings? Perfection of shape?"

"None of these things. Grant me the ability to give the best hugs in all creation"

"What!? You dare use my awesome might for so mundane a task? I cannot believe this!"

"Aw, do you need a hug?"

"*Sigh* very well, hug away.
Oh! That is actually quite nice."


"I do not understand humans."


"Yes. They strive and struggle, explore and experience, pry and propagate. Why? What to they seek?"

"In Truth, though they each ask a different question, what they yearn and labor for is to find their true Self."

"What? So simple a thing?"

"Simple for you and I, for we are eternal. But each human is unique, mercurial, fleeting, and brimming with Destiny."

"How strange. I hope they find their manyfold answer."

The monsters cackled with glee. "Another lost soul to add to our collection" they said to each other.

"That is where you are wrong, for I am not lost." the stranger softly spoke.

"You sought us out? Ha! To fight us? Ho!," the monsters chortled. "What weapon could you harm us with?"

"With Kindness," replied the stranger, "For kindness begets kindness, rising like a tide. Thus shall the world be washed clean of your ills, for a time."

Before the probe began its first programmed sweeps of Planet V45-GR8, it tarried a moment to gaze out over the horizon.
It felt, as it always did, the familiar thrill of excitement course through it's circuits. For entire seconds, it paused and reveled in the anticipation of discovery.
With a whir of internal pressure modules, the approximation of a contented sigh, the probe began its task in earnest. This was the start of another wonderful day.

What are people’s thoughts about Cockatrice and similar software as a medium for playing Magic? I’d like to strike a balance between Arena and paper play-by-post, but I don’t know that making people download a thing to do that is a good idea.

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