#malcate

[cerealmonster15]

saw that tweet the other day and could not stop thinking about malcate

[googlyeyesonmagiccards]

Seems a little dirty if you ask me

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Malcator's Watcher

Each of the Gitaxian sectives watches the others, looking for any hint of imperfection.

Artist: Jason A. Engle TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[gay-salt-amber]

Can I ask for your Cater x Malleus headcanon?

Malleus has wings and just imagine cater wrapped up in them and all you can see is a small orange bun cux his wings are that massive

Cater had to teach malleus alot of internet stuff

Malleus has a pet frog or two and Cater gave them lil hats

Malleus asked cater out while cater was eating a thing of strawberries on the rooftop with him and it was adorable

Malleus does bleps and Cater awws over it every time

Cater steals malleus's jackets alot cuz they're so long, luckily malleus can buy a country worths of jackets and barely make a dent in his bank account

[almostlookedhuman]

[tinkerblunder]

Inktober day 3: messaging. Depressed social media addict with abusive family and lonely dragon fae that can’t work a pay phone deserve eachother. Also in my hc they message eachother through their tamagotchis fight me.

[disownedbytiime]

In May 2022 I participated in a contest for a zine (my first ever time to do it, so it took some courage) but months passed and it was radio silence from them. (I wrote a LV coffee AU that I don’t remember its name)

I posted it on ao3 in Jan 2023 bc wtv I thought that it didn’t matter anymore but not much later they messaged me telling me I was one of the winners. After that they were supposed to get back to me with corrections and apparently they were gonna illustrate it.

Weeellll that was in March of 2023, almost a year ago. Since then, nothing again.

But just a few days ago they said the zine is still on and that the winners are now allowed to post their fics.

I guess I did it a bit ahead of time but wtv. Perhaps the zine may one day see the light but my fic has been posted for a while.

[littjara-mirrorlake]

My headcanon for the aftermath of New Phyrexia being cut off from the greater Multiverse: now that Norn and Jin as figureheads have fallen, the Phyrexian rebels can gain an upper hand, and the Machine Orthodoxy's dominion quickly falls apart.

Urabrask is reassembled by his followers, and Sheoldred escapes her own execution as she always does, by breaking into a swarm of spiders (...seriously, did Norn really think decapitation would kill a rival who can spontaneously become spiders?) Vorinclex, too, is probably alive seeing as he's survived literal skeletonization, and losing his head is nothing in comparison (and he's known to be able to both reattach lost parts and grow new ones in very short order).

Jin's surviving children are taken in either by the rebels or by the remnants of the Progress Engine, now led by Unctus and Malcator. They continue attempting to perform their experiments, but without a Mirran populace to conduct them on, and an increasingly powerful faction of rebels fighting back against them, they make little headway.

The thanes may very well continue feuding as they always do, and the Hunter's Maze will go on culling the weak as their main philosophy, but overall Phyrexia will be far freer than ever before. The people will have no choice but to come together and rebuild, and diversification accelerates. For the first time that these Phyrexians have known in their eternal lives, there is hope.

[inxblott]

Phyrexian Headcanon

Personal headcanon that the stupid "signal lost" thing that killed all the invading phyrexians all over the planes was only for the newer phyrexians, while the older ones that we hear about and see from new phyrexia and other places (malcator, and other named pholks specifically) were perfectly fine, possibly on other planes, or just doin their own thing still on phyrexia

[vorthosjay]

Is Malcator’s relationship to Jin-Gitaxias more of a “henchman who I trust to not screw things up, but are still just another henchman” or more of a “my prodigal creation who I trust and value the thoughts of”?

I don't think any Phyrexian is particularly attached to any other, for the most part. I think Jin-Gitaxias would view Malcator are more 'this is my most competent assistant'.

[loreleywrites]

Can you confirm that Malcator is nonbinary?

He is not. Here's his blurb from the original Planeswalker's Guide:

He is the head of the executors of the Great Synthesis. He is in charge of determining what is deemed abomination and what is deemed ideal as per the scientific edicts and illumined scriptures of Jin-Gitaxias. The executors are interpreters of Scripture and executors of his will. They oversee all flesh created by the other sectives and make certain it adheres to the Gitaxian Standards of Purity.

[markrosewater]

What are the "rules" for Vehicles without crew? What determines if something is a Vehicle or a "normal" artifact with an ability that makes it a creature? What's the difference between Weather light Completed and Malcator's Eye?

There are no set rules other than it has to be an equivalent hoop to spending mana.

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Vapor Snag

"This creature is inadequate. Send it to the splicers for innovation." —Malcator, Executor of Synthesis

Artist: Raymond Swanland TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[lootthekey]

Mardu Planeswalker OC: Nalyx, the Dross Devourer

Origin

Art by David Rapoza

When Jin-Gitaxias, Phyrexian praetor of the Progress Engine, returned from Kamigawa with the Reality Chip, all of New Phyrexia became frantic with the potential of such a discovery. Since the previous Father of Machines, Yawgmoth, had perished, the Blind Eternities had changed. The previous Phyrexian invasion engines no longer could pierce the veil between planes. However, with the Reality Chip producing the first Phyrexian Planeswalker in Tamiyo, the horizons for the Phyrexian war machine had greatly expanded. Particularly, the Progress Engine researchers began thinking of ways to most efficiently make use of this new technology. An underling of Malcator, named Sik-Rac, theorized a machine called The Siren Engine, capable of attracting those with sparks from across the Multiverse by combining the technology of The Reality Chip and that of Memnarch’s Soul Traps.

Art by Raymond Swanland

Meanwhile on a long desecrated plane known as Gorigmal, the elder vampire planeswalker known as Naligmal slumbered within his crypt. Older than the Thran, Elder Dragon War, and first Phyrexian Invasion combined, Naligmal knew power. His will and ambition was so unbending that nothing had ever stopped him from conquering planes for a long time… that was, until he faced his greatest opponent yet: boredom. He had sired generations upon generations of broods, and the number of worlds that saw him as an invincible god were beyond count. However, he realized that the joy of it all had been lost to him. And so, he went into a deep slumber, hoping the future he awakened to would provide him with a challenge.

Art by Dimitar Marinski

Suddenly, in his slumber, Naligmal heard a strange melody, beckoning him to awaken. Bursting from his tomb, he found the world had indeed changed since he fell into a deep sleep. The Mending had sapped him of much of his power, but the power that coursed through his veins was still terrifying to behold. After laying waste to nearby civilizations on Gorigmal to sate his hunger, he turned his attention to the melody that sang to him so sweetly. It called to him from all around, and Naligmal soon realized it was not coming from anywhere on Gorigmal. In a burst of crimson light, Naligmal planeswalked to the melody…

Art by Anthony Francisco

…and straight into Sik-Rac’s Siren Engine. The room around Naligmal was incredibly dark, and a chilling silence filled the air. After a brief moment, a creature speaking a language he did not understand yelled out to him, and then the room began to fill with enormous amounts of black ichor. Naligmal attempted to move, but found a sudden weakness filled his body as if something was entrapping him. The Mending had weakened him more than he realized, and although he knew he could escape this enchantment, he realized it would not be quickly enough to evade the black ichor. Cursing at the foul creature, Naligmal sank into a pool of black ichor. The melody stopped, and was replaced with a metallic voice. It told him to join Phyrexia. It told him to bow to the will of the machine. It told him to embrace his new gifts. Naligmal, however, was not one to be so easily corrupted.

Sik-Rac stood beside Jin-Gitaxias, looking to the pool of black ichor as the Reality Chip’s tendrils pulsed magical energy into the Siren Engine. Malcator slowly stopped channeling his paralysis spell, and the room was filled with a chilling silence again. The three Phyrexians waited patiently to see the results of the first trial run of the Siren Engine. A rumbling began to build within the pool, and Jin-Gitiaxias threw up a protective shell around himself and his fellow researchers. A new Phyrexian Planeswalker exploded out from the pool of black ichor, hissing at the world around him as he landed just beside the protective shell. Pleased with the process, Sik-Rac approached his latest creation to welcome it into the Phyrexian fold.

The vampire snatched Sik-Rac into its massive claws and tore the Phyrexian in two before devouring the Glistening Oil dripping from its open body. Jin-Gitaxias quickly teleported the Reality Chip into his clutches as the vampire lunged at the Siren Engine’s core and eviscerated it in one clean slice. Turning back to Jin-Gitaxias as he hung from the ceiling where the core previously was, the elder vampire cried out…

“I have never met a more powerful adversary than the will of the oil! You think you can enslave me? You believe yourselves my new masters? You sicken me! Together, we are one! Naligmal is no more! The oil has birthed me anew, and together none can stop us! We are Nalyx, and together our will is unbroken!”

Jin-Gitaxias watched as a crimson glow appeared within the oil seeping from Nalyx’s mouth. It would seem rather than being enthralled as expected by the oil, Naligmal and the oil had clashed within his mind and come to a standstill. And rather than either back down, they had come to an agreement. Naligmal would not bow, but he would accept the oil’s powerful gifts. And so, Nalyx was born within the now destroyed Siren Engine. The oil mutated when combined with the powerful elder vampire’s essence, and was now something new. Jin-Gitaxias sent out a telekinetic burst of energy, sending Nalyx across the room, before teleporting himself and Malcator away. Nalyx viewed their magical trail and planeswalked to follow them across New Phyrexia.

Art by Marc Simonetti

Appearing on a bridge in front of several Phyrexians, Nalyx looked around himself and plotted his next actions. He found Jin-Gitaxias, now standing beside an extremely tall Phyrexian with a massive headpiece. He charged towards Jin-Gitaxias before he found himself stopped in his tracks by a sharp glare of White magic. Elesh Norn spoke…

“Nalyx, as I have been told. We understand your desire. We know your true wishes. You seek to conquer, and we have a proposition for you.”

Readjusting himself, Nalyx considered her words before speaking…

“We shall listen.”

Description

Nalyx is a Phyrexian Elder Vampire planeswalker who’s mind is equally his own and that of the Glistening Oil. When he was compleated, he defied its will with his own equally dominant will. The two primordial forces, rather than destroying each other, agreed to a beneficial alliance. Nalyx would offer receive the enhancements of the oil to regain some of the power he lost during the Mending, and Nalyx would carry the oil across many worlds. After escaping the Progress Engine, Elesh Norn offered Nalyx a deal: assist New Phyrexia and Elesh Norn would provide Nalyx with the resources to truly challenge the entire Multiverse. Nalyx, again, agreed to this alliance.

Nalyx’s elder vampire powers are all but unparalleled among vampires in the Multiverse, and the Glistening Oil only further strengthens these powers. Capable of harvesting the life essence of those around him with a mere gesture, it takes a truly powerful entity to go toe-to-toe with Nalyx. Furthermore, due to his compleation, the drained husks of his victims are reborn as fresh Obliterators in the service of New Phyrexia.

Nalyx looks like a Phyrexian Obliterator himself, albeit with a cape made of the stolen, bloody skin of his victims. His mouth is also filled with long teeth like that of a Viperfish to more effectively devour his victims.

Art by Todd Lockwood

He has currently been tasked with keeping the Dross swamps of New Phyrexia from rebelling in order to ensure Elesh Norn’s leadership position. He doesn’t like taking orders, but he is fine with having an excuse to feed.

Art by Titus Lunter

[almostlookedhuman]

[ask-the-praetors]

Jin why so many things in the Progress Engine have so many eyes?

Malcator, in keeping with my decree of progress, installed them so he may monitor our sphere and ensure that all it does iterates towards perfection.

-J