This entry is part 2 of 7 in the series Up! Your! Deck!

378127_10150441621792624_1477312954_n“I don’t get it!” whined Bones as he stared at the board in frustration.

“What? How to play the game? I thought you knew the rules,” said Scotty with a wry grin.

“Shut up,” Bones growled before adding, “I know this Grimgrin, Corpse-Born deck is good. I have seen it do well. But every time I try to play it, it falls apart.”

“Well, maybe you just suck at playing control,” Scotty shrugged at him.

“How can you suck at playing control? It’s just removal and counter spells!” Bones said with frustration. 

“Is it?” Scotty asked him, shrugging his shoulders again.

Bones just gave the board another frustrated look before sighing loudly.

Boldly going where no Frankenstein rip off has gone before...

Boldly going where no Frankenstein rip-off has gone before…

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This entry is part 1 of 7 in the series Up! Your! Deck!

378127_10150441621792624_1477312954_n“I’m sick of this!” Yangus whined as he picked up his Tahngarth, Talruum Hero deck and started reshuffling it after his third loss in a row.

“Calm down, it’s just a game. You should try to enjoy yourself,” Angelo responded with a smirk, as he got his Geist of Saint Traft deck ready for another game.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! You smack me around every game!” Yangus looked down at his deck with disappointment. He had loved using a red card with vigilance as his general, but every game it was seeming more and more likely that he would have to take the deck apart. He just couldn’t make it work how he needed it to.

“Chin up, Yangus. Don’t you know that winning isn’t everything?” Angelo asked, still with that arrogant smirk.

“Easy for you to say,” Yangus grumbled under his breath. “You’re the one who’s winning.”

One internet to the nerds who got the reference without the help of this picture

One internet to the nerds who got the reference without the help of this picture

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This entry is part 12 of 13 in the series (Vexing) Devil's Advocate

378127_10150441621792624_1477312954_n“Here you go. That should be it,” I said to Manaforge Cinder as I handed him a cardboard box the size of my torso. I had managed to fit everything from my office into it.

“This is degrading,” the elemental responded with a hard stare. His voice sounded like gravel being crushed together, and the air around him smelled strongly of brimstone.

“Okay, no problem. Just go into the hallway and tell Lyzolda that she has to carry my stuff out, because you’re just too dignified for this kind of thing.” I crossed my arms and gave him an expectant look. 

He just grunted at me and walked out the door, box in tow. Vexing Devil gave him a shrug as he passed, but he didn’t bother to offer to lend a hand.

“You couldn’t put on some clothes to say goodbye to me? Not even a loincloth?” I smirked at Vexing Devil.

He just shook his head at me, but he smiled while he did it. “You’re absolutely sure about this? I still have the Tooth and Nail case up for grabs.”

I laughed, and even paused for a second to consider it. “Nope, I think I’ll leave that for someone else. There’s always gonna be another case, but someone else can handle it. This is the end of the road for me.”

Smug B@$#@^&. Go put on some pants.

It’s been a blast, but all good things must come to an end.

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