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Chapin 05 12 2008
Chapin 05 12 2008
Chapin 05 12 2008
Article=15875
“Green… White…?”
Where am I?
This place, it feels familiar, but I am disoriented. A man is staring at me. His
white beard and unassuming glasses hide a piercing gaze that seems to
look through me. He knows me, but I don’t know him. Is he talking to me?
He isn’t moving. He just stares at me. Things are becoming clearer. That
man… it’s actually a statue. Why does this suggest “colonel” to me? This
guy doesn’t look like he was in the army. Why is it here? Where is “here,”
anyway?
Me?
Everything seemed to warp for a second, one of those terrible seconds that
seems to hang on and not let the next one take its place, like when you
somehow end up laying next to your ex-girlfriend, and she is kissing you at
10am, while all you can think about is trying to find a way to remove
yourself from this disaster.
It was bad enough that I didn’t know where I was being held, or why I was
surrounded by Forests, Fried Chicken, and Plains. Now I had to address the
small matter of determining my identity.
Everything was a blur, and I nearly lost my balance trying to stand. There
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were clearly other people in this room, though they seemed to be moving in
double time and their words made no sense. I stumbled to the mirror and
gazed into myself. I turned on the sink. This is strange. Was I really so
young? Was I really melting?
I felt my face, and the disorientation began again. I could feel stubble, but
the image staring back at me was clean shaven, looking incapable of
growing things such as hair.
It wasn’t a mirror. Reality started pulling itself together (as reality is wont to
do). There was no running water. I was at a register. Someone was trying to
take my order. What kind of a place was this?
Then I saw, lined behind him… rows upon rows of fried chicken.
So I ran.
I ran back to where I had first regained consciousness. The fried chicken
was waiting for me there, but I kept my cool, grabbed the Magic cards, and
made to the door. I took 3 steps and realized my error. I doubled back for
the Mt. Dew then departed with due haste.
After running face first into the door that apparently opens inwards, I
managed to escape from this fiendish shop of horrors. The sun blinded me,
but only for a moment.
Why did I not remember the sun being this bright? And who in the
Oversoul’s name was I? I needed answers.
I sprinted to the sidewalk and ran two blocks until I was safely away from
the madness emanating from my point of origin. I had to stop a moment, if
only to collect my thoughts.
I checked to see if I had a wallet, and found a $1000 bill and a scribbled out
decklist. I purchased a Mt. Dew Amp. For some reason, as yet unclear, the
gas station attendant (whose name tag read “MichaelJ”) asked me if I was
ready for meds. He handed me some of the over-the-counter medication
with my Amp and walked away. I was confused; I left the aspirin and took a
seat, examining the decklist while drinking some Amp.
Maindeck: Sideboard:
Sorceries
3 Wispmare
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This decklist I have looks built to punish tribal and Red strategies, which is
interesting. I may not remember who I am, but I do remember that Lorwyn
has corrupted the entire Standard format. Between Faeries, Elves, Doran,
Merfolk, Red/x aggro - and even lesser played options such as Rogues,
Kithkin, and so on - such a dedicated anti-aggro strategy has a home.
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This is especially true when you factor that control proper has no real place
in this format as it is so terrible against Blue aggro decks, not to mention not
being that exciting versus Red or Green aggro.
If such a deck does take off, it would not be too hard to add Wheel of Sun
and Moon to the sideboard for graveyard hate, or perhaps Krosan Grip for
Seismic Assaults or Enchanted Evenings, or Riftsweepers for Gargadons
(and Visions), or even Faerie Macabre to slow down Reveillark, Swans, and
420.5n.
It was at this point that I realized there was writing on the back of the
decklist. I turned it over. It read:
Flores? Who was that? Could I really trust him? Maybe he could help me.
The Innovator? Could he or she have the answers I sought? And what kind
of a name is “The Innovator”…? Kind of pretentious, am I right?
This list looked interesting, but why do I need to ask the Innovator to “work”
on this? Why should I care what he has to say about the deck? I may not
remember much, but I certainly don’t remember all good decks coming from
one person.
I put my Amp down a moment and survey the landscape. The people
walking about no longer seemed to be formless blobs with melting faces as
I gazed upon them. That seemed like a positive step, a step in the right
direction.
The car at the pump in front of me had a Michigan license plate. Okay, so I
was most likely in Michigan. Where could I find this Innovator?
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It was at this moment that someone walking out of the store while talking on
a cellphone tripped over, causing me to knock over my Amp.
Obviously expletives followed, and I tried drying myself off. I took off the
hoody I was wearing, and found that I was wearing a black t-shirt. Black
hoody? Black t-shirt? Black jeans? Black Shoes? Man, it was 70 degrees
out. Whoever I am, I need to fire my stylist.
This was disconcerting. First, why did I (?) write that on my arm? Did I know
that I was going to forget? Was it even true? Second, what does that even
mean? I regained consciousness buried in so much fried chicken, and now I
am the freaking Innovator? How was this supposed to help me figure out
what is going on? I don’t want to Innovate, Jack (or Kate, or Sawyer)… I just
want some answers.
I needed more to go on. I flipped through the stack of cards that had been
laying in front of me when this madness first began. It was clearly a
Shadowmoor draft deck, though everything in front of me appeared to
sway. At least now I was stimulated enough to be able to read good.
Oversoul of Dusk!
Okay, yeah, this deck is pretty nice, as I have some removal, and strong
creatures to create a position on the board. Maybe I should build a
Standard deck around these guys, while I am on the topic of Forests and
Plains.
G/W Aggro
Suggested by Patrick Chapin on 2008-05-18 as a potential
deck for Standard
As written about in http://www.starcitygames.com/php/news/article/15875.html
Print this deck!
Maindeck: Sideboard:
Legendary Creatures
3 Burrenton Forge-tender
Creatures 3 Gaddock Teeg
1 Kitchen Finks
2 Saffi Eriksdotter
3 Elvish Hexhunter 2 Riftsweeper
3 Kitchen Finks 2 Wispmare
Basic Snow Lands
4 Squall Line
4 Llanowar Elves 6 Snow-covered Forest 3 Sunlance
4 Snow-covered Plains
2 Oversoul Of
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Hunt
I am just brainstorming, mind you. For all I know, this might be weaker than
straight up Kithkin, but that is the price of building new decks. A lot of the
rough drafts will be rough. I don’t know how you guys do it, but for me, in
order to find new archetypes, I do a lot of brewing where I sketch out ideas
based on concepts that intrigue me. Then I play around with them and see
what aspects I liked, and which decks underperformed.
Some weeks I focus on concepts like Next Level Blue which are well oiled
machines, highly crafted weapons used to dominate metagames. Much of
the time, though, I try to come up with new concepts to see what sticks. If
one deck out of ten is a success, then I am way ahead.
Green-White aggro is hardly a brand new concept, but this is the first build
of post-Shadowmoor G/W aggro that I have attempted, and believe it or not,
the way I build most decks is not by doing a search for decks made by
people that play in FNM or MTGO. I very well could be missing something
obvious, and if I am, I sincerely hope that readers point it out in the forums
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It is very easy to find tournament results online, so they are not as precious
a commodity as new, innovative concepts. As such, I think I will stick with
continuing to bring the cutting edge technology that us SCG’ers are known
for.
I put the pen down. Then I realized that, alongside the decklist, I had written
all those paragraphs out too. Why was I writing all that?
It was then I noticed that the pen I had dropped did not appear to be
anywhere in sight. Startled, I dropped the sheet of paper, and as it fell to the
ground, I look around, growing increasingly aware of a screaming, piercing
noise in my ears.
I turned, but as I spun, the world seemed to spin twice as fast. Why did
everything look so flat?
My depth perception was totally out of whack. The cup of water next to me
was in 3D, but the buildings in the background, the trees, the sky… all flat,
like they were painted onto a wall, a ceiling.
I shivered from the apparent a/c and went to grab my hoody. Where was it?
This was messed up. I stood up and noticed that I was now attired
completely in white.
This was not cool. Things spun for a moment, and I saw that the car with a
Michigan pump almost looked like a bed from this angle. Why was there a
typewriter on top of it? Nausea washed over me. Dozens upon dozens of
penguins began walking across the street, all wearing yellow hats.
Wait, this doesn’t make any sense. Why would there be penguins in this
climate?
I tried asking the gas station attendant why there were so many penguins.
My speech came out slow and slurred. What was wrong with me?
My mind was racing at 100 miles an hour, but my body couldn’t respond
fast enough. Everything around me was happening the wrong speed.
The gas station attendant said something clearly in English, but comprised
entirely of words I could not comprehend. With a disapproving shake of the
head, he handed me the aspirin and another Mt. Dew Amp.
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It was then I realized that I couldn’t actually read the words on the can of
Mt. Dew Amp. They seemed to be in Japanese. I took the Aspirin and
downed it, though this Amp certainly tasted flat.
The gas station attendant opened a window, in much the same way that
you might open a door. He calmly walked out, shutting it behind him, the
whole time acting as though this was a perfectly normal thing to do.
I tried to follow him, but the window was locked. I looked out through the
bars and could see him walking down the street. I turned and ran to the
door at the front of the gas station, only to find it was also locked.
What? Not gonna lie, at this point I grew more than a little anxious. It was
bad enough forgetting who I was, but to be trapped in gas station without a
grip on reality?
I walked around the gas station, and every time I picked something up, it fell
apart in my hands. Clearly, things were not as they appeared to be.
The lights went out, and I was left in the shadows created by the faint light
coming in through the window bars.
I walked back to the window. What happened to the street? All I could see
was a hallway…
I looked around the gas station. There were no drinks, there was no food.
The gas station was now an empty room, with only a toilet, a shower, and a
bed.
I walked over to the bed and found a small handheld light. I turned it on and
discovered a half-written article typed out on the typewriter. It seemed to
detail sideboarding strategies for the super secret Red/X aggro deck that
Heezy, Nassif, and I had built.
There was also a handwritten note saying “Trust Flores. Have the Innovator
work on this.”
Patrick Chapin
“The Innovator”
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