by LokiLeader Tue Nov 01, 2011 5:31 pmGot bored and decided to think of something fun to do and came up with this: We should take magic games and make short stories of what happened in them...
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LokiLeader- Posts : 447
Join date : 2011-08-15
Location : Hanford, CA
The Day of Five
Twas a normal day on the plane located on the table of Steve, when 5 strangers wandered into the lands. they sought shelter and soon turned parts of the populace to their favor. The sprawling mountains, plains, and forests, used to bend the universe to the will of these 5. the land quickly raged to war. An intense mobilization of Kithkin surged across the plains as the elves responded in kind. The mountains to the north of the Kithkin rumbled and echoed with the call of dragons as Treefolk stirred near an island isolated by mountains and forests, each area under the claim of a planeswalker. These lands trembled at the wake of war as the Kithkin sprang through the treelines, striking at the core of the elven homelands, but the Planeswalker that had chosen to live amongst the elven kind would not succumb to the vile kithkin and soon he raised an army to smight at his foe. With the help of his mana bending and the time given by the elves that sacrificed their lives, he summoned ancient Eldrazi beings to bring an end to the reign of the kithkin, but it was to no avail. The kithkin found great fortitude in their numbers and tricked the beast into pointless routes and actions every turn. the other 3 planeswalkers starred hard at the raging battle, unable to keep up, but luckily not requiring to do so. After a great number of turns at eachother's throats the two planeswalkers realized the threat that lived on their flanks. The reign of Dragons was beginning in the far north as the west was filled with vile beings that sapped the life of the planewalkers as they summoned allies. An accord was reached that the elves and Kithkin would stop their violence and meet at the far lands of the north west, dealing with the other Planeswalkers that had become a larger threat. There they would finish their battle and determine who would own this world. The assaults upon the defenders was relentless and swift. The elves using their taunting capabilites to strike hard at teh heart of the Sphinx owning mad man that inhabited the valley nearest to him. While this happened the kithkin surged up through the mountains in a glorious wave of soldiers and with the help of a changeling, destroyed the mountain dwelling Planeswalker. By the next day the elves were already desimating the plains and forests of the 3rd and final Planeswalker, however this battle was different. The Elven leader knew that by assaulting him and not the Kithkin leader, he would forfit his chance to survive this war. He knew that with that attack he would be vulnerible, but bound by a promise he lead his men to that final planeswalker and raped the shit out of him and within no time he saw the kithkin charging in toward his line. He sighed for he could not protect himself from the flying spirits that worked alongside the kithkin, however surprise greeted him. The Kithkins stopped short and waited as both planeswalkers walked toward eachother.
"You have much honour to your word." the planeswalker of the kithkin said
"As do you," came the reply from the elven one
"We have wasted so much time fighting, instead we should have been getting to know eachother."
"Our people are not so different. We both ditest this senseless violence. I think... we shoudl stop spilling blood."
"I believe that would be a good idea. See ya later"
and it was from that moment, when elves and kithkin turned from eachother and walked away, that the plane was filled with peace and prosperity for all of the survivors that plundered and split the land between eachother.
Twas a normal day on the plane located on the table of Steve, when 5 strangers wandered into the lands. they sought shelter and soon turned parts of the populace to their favor. The sprawling mountains, plains, and forests, used to bend the universe to the will of these 5. the land quickly raged to war. An intense mobilization of Kithkin surged across the plains as the elves responded in kind. The mountains to the north of the Kithkin rumbled and echoed with the call of dragons as Treefolk stirred near an island isolated by mountains and forests, each area under the claim of a planeswalker. These lands trembled at the wake of war as the Kithkin sprang through the treelines, striking at the core of the elven homelands, but the Planeswalker that had chosen to live amongst the elven kind would not succumb to the vile kithkin and soon he raised an army to smight at his foe. With the help of his mana bending and the time given by the elves that sacrificed their lives, he summoned ancient Eldrazi beings to bring an end to the reign of the kithkin, but it was to no avail. The kithkin found great fortitude in their numbers and tricked the beast into pointless routes and actions every turn. the other 3 planeswalkers starred hard at the raging battle, unable to keep up, but luckily not requiring to do so. After a great number of turns at eachother's throats the two planeswalkers realized the threat that lived on their flanks. The reign of Dragons was beginning in the far north as the west was filled with vile beings that sapped the life of the planewalkers as they summoned allies. An accord was reached that the elves and Kithkin would stop their violence and meet at the far lands of the north west, dealing with the other Planeswalkers that had become a larger threat. There they would finish their battle and determine who would own this world. The assaults upon the defenders was relentless and swift. The elves using their taunting capabilites to strike hard at teh heart of the Sphinx owning mad man that inhabited the valley nearest to him. While this happened the kithkin surged up through the mountains in a glorious wave of soldiers and with the help of a changeling, destroyed the mountain dwelling Planeswalker. By the next day the elves were already desimating the plains and forests of the 3rd and final Planeswalker, however this battle was different. The Elven leader knew that by assaulting him and not the Kithkin leader, he would forfit his chance to survive this war. He knew that with that attack he would be vulnerible, but bound by a promise he lead his men to that final planeswalker and raped the shit out of him and within no time he saw the kithkin charging in toward his line. He sighed for he could not protect himself from the flying spirits that worked alongside the kithkin, however surprise greeted him. The Kithkins stopped short and waited as both planeswalkers walked toward eachother.
"You have much honour to your word." the planeswalker of the kithkin said
"As do you," came the reply from the elven one
"We have wasted so much time fighting, instead we should have been getting to know eachother."
"Our people are not so different. We both ditest this senseless violence. I think... we shoudl stop spilling blood."
"I believe that would be a good idea. See ya later"
and it was from that moment, when elves and kithkin turned from eachother and walked away, that the plane was filled with peace and prosperity for all of the survivors that plundered and split the land between eachother.
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I'm not sure how accurate this is, it's told from a very biased viewpoint a few days later.
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Three men with heavy tomes met at a table. Well, more precisely, it was one man (not much of one, on account of his queer tastes), a rock, and something that appeared to be what would result if one crossed an ass with a hat.
The man, so inspired by his queer tastes, bid his time planting a wonderfully lush garden beneath angels and fluttering birds.
The rock, meanwhile, seemed unsatisfied with its hardness. It need to be harder! It went Metapod and hardened and hardened until it was solid steel. He did not care about the happening in the fagot's garden, or anywhere else for that matter! He needed more protection, moar! He could never be too safe.
And very safe he was, for the ass-hat hybrid held no interest in it's heart for messing with a rock. Where was the fun in that? Rocks, especially steel ones, hardly whine. But fagots? With gardens? Oh there was potential there.
First the hybrid looked for all the big creatures in the man's book, and ripped them out, leaving only flowers and their attendants. This way, there would never be any danger if he kept trampling on the garden and the queer's feelings. Then he preceded to find all the prickly vines, and cut all the thorns off. He even took one for a bit, but asshat that he is, he found greater joy getting rid of it a second time, from himself!
There's a rock off to the left somewhere. It's assumedly harder than before.
Now the pain is starting to show on the queer. Good, good! Next to go are his birds! The birds won't come back if they couldn't play with angels or eat from the hands of peaceful gardeners and garden spirits. So he puts those back in the man's hand, and then slaps them out of the man's and and tells him to get a new one! The birds, as planned, never return. All that remains are some snakes, vainly looking for more to plant yet nothing remains in the man's book suitable for planting. Not even those wretched marsh plants.
The rock rolls through the desolate garden, salt in the wound. Since when did the rock come into agreement with the asshat? The man now realizes, they were in cohorts all along. And then, no longer able to be milked for pain and pleasure, the asshat kills the man. In doing so, he places himself before the rock's path, but he is not concerned. He got what he wanted.
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Three men with heavy tomes met at a table. Well, more precisely, it was one man (not much of one, on account of his queer tastes), a rock, and something that appeared to be what would result if one crossed an ass with a hat.
The man, so inspired by his queer tastes, bid his time planting a wonderfully lush garden beneath angels and fluttering birds.
The rock, meanwhile, seemed unsatisfied with its hardness. It need to be harder! It went Metapod and hardened and hardened until it was solid steel. He did not care about the happening in the fagot's garden, or anywhere else for that matter! He needed more protection, moar! He could never be too safe.
And very safe he was, for the ass-hat hybrid held no interest in it's heart for messing with a rock. Where was the fun in that? Rocks, especially steel ones, hardly whine. But fagots? With gardens? Oh there was potential there.
First the hybrid looked for all the big creatures in the man's book, and ripped them out, leaving only flowers and their attendants. This way, there would never be any danger if he kept trampling on the garden and the queer's feelings. Then he preceded to find all the prickly vines, and cut all the thorns off. He even took one for a bit, but asshat that he is, he found greater joy getting rid of it a second time, from himself!
There's a rock off to the left somewhere. It's assumedly harder than before.
Now the pain is starting to show on the queer. Good, good! Next to go are his birds! The birds won't come back if they couldn't play with angels or eat from the hands of peaceful gardeners and garden spirits. So he puts those back in the man's hand, and then slaps them out of the man's and and tells him to get a new one! The birds, as planned, never return. All that remains are some snakes, vainly looking for more to plant yet nothing remains in the man's book suitable for planting. Not even those wretched marsh plants.
The rock rolls through the desolate garden, salt in the wound. Since when did the rock come into agreement with the asshat? The man now realizes, they were in cohorts all along. And then, no longer able to be milked for pain and pleasure, the asshat kills the man. In doing so, he places himself before the rock's path, but he is not concerned. He got what he wanted.
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god Ethan, why are you an ass hat?
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