You’ve activated my trap card! Also, my unbreakable board full of effect monsters that negate literally everything you could possibly try to do while I pop all of your cards with my spell counters and discard your whole hand.
The first time I played MtG, my friend who was teaching me let me go off with the token deck he lent to me. I ended up making so many creature tokens I was just writing them down on a piece of paper. It was in the hundreds. And then when I swung my massive army at him, he Uno-Reverso-d me and basically killed me with my own creatures. I think it’s still the most brutal way I’ve lost a game of Magic and I absolutely loved it XD
IIRC there are infinite token combos and if you are using one, you can just establish the loop and then claim the amount you want, so you don’t have to go through the process a billion times.
You forgot to teach the newbie the part where if they do interact with your turn 0 win, you rage quit because “wow dude your threat assessment skills need some work.”
Exactly! It’s an 8 minute turn of watching an opponent set up their entire board to instantly win, or pass the turn and counter all your chains with traps, then win the next turn xD. Mostly the first, though traptrix was more of a 2 turn win. Overall, it was absolutely silly. The spider assessment is 100% accurate here. Hoop jumping with cards to just say “I win” without even playing. Keeping a person captive for 8 minutes because you won rock paper scissors to show off your pretty cardboard collection is just dumb xD.
I have a MTG deck that’s pretty much like that, but if you don’t get lucky with the cards, you’re going to lose pretty quickly. It’s all based around an artifact that reduces cycling costs.
That one was part of the strategy, but the main card was the Fluctuator, and another one I can’t remember that let you search your deck and draw a swamp for each creature in your graveyard. Then a spell to do X damage per swamp tapped.
This used to actually be a trick for a certain kind of staffing agency.
Not sure if it’s still true, but when I was in my teens and twenties, there was a type of agency that would only place people they thought would have few other options once hired. They were known for trapping people kinda at the end of the line in positions where they had to eat a lot of shit, but the pay would be just a liiiittle too good tobup and quit.
They’d never hire you if you seemed put together. The trick was to have a small swig of something smelly–gin or bourbon–just before your interview.
That got me a couple of really nice paying forklift driving gigs. The trade-off was they were always for awful companies to work for long-term.
comicstrips
Oldest
This magazine is from a federated server and may be incomplete. Browse more on the original instance.