Monday's Pitch: The Boxes Precinct

Fuck! This was supposed to go up last Monday. Bear with me, Blogger does this "I know you clicked, 'Post,' but I wanted to keep this blog our little secret forever," bullshit. It's saccharine and disturbing, Blogger! Quit it!

What about a story told from the perspective of the unused Magic cards that sit obsessively in long boxes? Not even the pauper-level cards, but the real, unusable, passed-over stinkers that aren't worth the cardboard they're printed on, along with a few overlooked gems put in for variety?

Imagine, a player's hunt for a particular, elusive card that they just know is in their collection anthropomorphized as one of these cards as a...noir/semi-noir detective. It spans from the long boxes to the utility pile, to the dregs of half-completed decks, and--the Valhalla for Magic cards--played, constructed decks.

A buddy-buddy cop format might also be cool, pairing something like Shauku's Minion with a planeswalker card like Jace, the Mindsculptor in a good/evil playable/unplayable combo only united by their common purpose in finding a missing card.