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This is a friendly periodic reminder that reminder text isn’t rules text. In the case of Sagas, I bring this up in order to point out that “after your draw step” is a lot shorter to write out than “at the beginning of your precombat main phase” and so it was used to save space on the cards.

Sagas get lore counters at the beginning of your precombat main phase, not in your draw step, so they have no interaction with cards that cause you to skip your draw step. (And they do have interaction with cards that cause you to skip your precombat main phase.)

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Sometimes, Dispatch reminds Ace of Kate. A lot. There are too many weird coincidences, like how Kate is always busy whenever Crank and Dispatch have to go out, and how they both tap out drum rolls on their legs, and how Ace can feel their side-eye without even looking at them (or, in Dispatch’s case, without being able to see through her mask).

The only problem is, Dispatch has never even hinted that she knows Ace, or someone like Ace, and it would be really stupid of him to assume Dispatch was Kate and reveal his own identity to her when they were actually two different people. Ace can’t exactly make the best judgment of character when the only time he interacts with Dispatch is when they’re literally being paid to fuck things up.

Kate knows Crank is Ace.

Honestly, it wasn’t hard. He doesn’t even cover up his damn mohawk, and that’s just the first thing on the list. They talk exactly the same way, Ace has bruises that need covering in the same places Crank got punched the night before, and once they were hanging out by the Royal Flush and Ace had pointed and said, “Hey, my band plays there all the time!”

“Huh, you’re in a band?” Kate had asked.

“Yeah. I front it.”

“Cool.”

“You play any instruments?”

“No, I always meant to learn one though.”

“Like what?”

“I don’t know, drums, maybe?”

Dispatch has got to be lying about not knowing the drums, the rhythms she taps out are way too complex for someone who doesn’t play any instruments.

“So what do you play, then?”

“Guitar, and I sing. Sometimes I switch off with the other guitarist.”

“Awesome,” Kate says. “Are you any good?”

“Of course I am. I’m great.”

“Pft. You’re ridiculous, Ace.”

Crank blinks. “Wait, did you just call me Ace?”

keys goes to an event, lesbians begin descending from the sky and surrounding buildings

god, what a dream.

Today’s Follower-Recommended Webcomic: White Noise by @thephooka​ (recommended by @poichild)!

In the early 1900s, the nation of Aetheri came out of its long interdimensional isolation and revealed to the humans of the Symphony Archipelago that they were not alone in the multiverse. Things swiftly got ugly after that.

Aetheri’s leadership changed, and in the Archipelago, a tiny broken family of half-siblings banded together in the face of the bile and hate that was boiling up between the humans and the non-humans.

In the early 2000s, that family was split apart. Hawk Press and his sister Liya Kiski both begin a long and exhaustive journey towards understanding the difference between friend and enemy–and between the family you’re given, and the family you make.

He looked like an alien like most babies do, and his wings looked like most birds’ do, except they were kind of fatty since…well, human babies are fatty. On the ultrasound they were all squashed up enough that the doctors just thought it was some kind of growth, like maybe he’d absorbed his twin or something. It was only after he was actually born that it became extremely clear that they were extra limbs that were very much a part of the structure of his skeletal and muscular system, and deffo not something you could really just take off.