*It’s NOT my fault, fuck. Stupid sticky keyboard. Although actually it kind of is, but that’s not the point.

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Moreover, since Generic will probably never specify the limits of the custom planes in Urza’s Block I happen to own what is basically the Meditation Realm but white mana-coded as well as several other white mana realms held by worshipful devotees that do things like be realm-sized supercomputers/time machines or generate deific angels to manage them. So theoretically, I could in fact do my own Remake The MtG Multiverse plan anytime I like. But unlike Jace, I prefer to run the calculations a few more times before being certain it’s worth the effort.

Besides, I already solved MtG by perfecting the Phyrexian procedures/cutting that idiot Elesh Norn out of the whole thing and ensuring Jin’s ideas got more traction. One of the Praetors is responsible for the Reality Chip, the thing that even Yawgmoth couldn’t accomplish, and one is mainly in charge because she keeps throwing woman moments and beating up the others.

[90's Batman movies]

Drawbacks: Previously in DC, Movie Continuity Continued

Gotham

Michael Keaton

Drop-In/Civilian

Burton Vision (900)
Profession: CEO (Free)
Rich Playboy (700)
Unlimited Eggs and Tomatoes (Free)
Jumper Corp (400)
Army of Penguins (200)
CompanionsX8 (0)
-Villain, Looks Like Corporate Espionage (Free), Tone Change (500), Master of Combat (400), Evil Genius, (100), Electric Death Buzzer (Free), Battle Suit (0)

Gotham. America's gaslit, oddly dated, long-poisoned commercial heart. Anything was for sale if you had the money, and anything that wasn't could be stolen if you knew where to look. In other words, it was easily one of the nicer Gothams I'd encountered because it didn't have a menacing Lazarus Pit underneath, and wasn't actually cursed. So I deemed engaging with the criminal element a low priority, and decided to do something more productive. Like conduct job interviews.

It wasn't going as expected for either me or the interviewees.

"You know, ladies" I said, staring at the implausibly stacked list of credentials on my desk and the implausibly sexy but tacky costumes that apparently all female supervillains just instinctively figure out how to put together when they go rogue, "my initial plan here was to present this as a casting couch thing AND THEN dripfeed the R&D, security detail and black ops duties alongside the perks. But since everyone here's showed up looking like you were going to the local BDSM club and got so lost you ended up at a halloween store instead, I just feel all of that goes without saying now. You all know why you're here, why even bother with the pretence?"

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