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<tabber> |-|Caliborn=[[File:21.png|right|200px]] {{Quote|<i>I WILL DUEL AND CRUSH MY SLITHERING SEXUAL SNAKE BOSS, AND FINISH WHAT I STARTED WHEN I STEPPED MY METAL FOOT INTO THIS CHILDREN'S FARCE. I WILL DO THAT BECAUSE I WANT TO, AND WHEN THAT IS SAID AND DONE, AND YOU SEE ME AT THE PEAK OF A MOUNTAIN OF TROPHIES, RESTING ON MY THRONE OF PRIZES, I WANT TO GET TO TELL YOU THAT I DID WHAT I WANTED TO DO. SO IF YOU REMEMBER JUST ONE THING I SAY, OF SO MANY GREAT THINGS SAID BY ME, THEN PLEASE REMEMBER THIS.
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|-|Human=
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{{Quote|Both complement and antithesis to his older brother [[Urza]], Mishra also mastered the intricacies of artifice. It was Mishra’s strength that first gave rise to the massive Phyrexian war engines on Dominaria, and it was his weakness that pushed him, Urza, and Dominaria itself to the point of annihilation.|Description from Vanguard}}
|-|Phyrexian=
[[File:MishraPhyrexian.png|center|750px]]
{{Quote|You’ve let yourself grow old, and your light is dimming. Shall we talk one last time, or must I slay you now?|Mishra to Urza}}
{{Quote|Mishra was gone — all that remained was a machine wearing his face.}}
|-|Merged with the Phyrexian Dragon Engine=
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{{Quote|<i>The Mishra machine had recovered from the avalanche and was now charging up the hill, its dragon head screaming. Urza looked up and saw his brother's face, half-torn from the metallic skull beneath, and wept for him.


'''I WANTED TO PLAY A GAME.'''</i>|}}  |-|God-Tier=[[File:Caliborn_god_tier_(1).gif|right|400px]] {{Quote|<i>I WILL DUEL AND CRUSH MY SLITHERING SEXUAL SNAKE BOSS, AND FINISH WHAT I STARTED WHEN I STEPPED MY METAL FOOT INTO THIS CHILDREN'S FARCE. I WILL DO THAT BECAUSE I WANT TO, AND WHEN THAT IS SAID AND DONE, AND YOU SEE ME AT THE PEAK OF A MOUNTAIN OF TROPHIES, RESTING ON MY THRONE OF PRIZES, I WANT TO GET TO TELL YOU THAT I DID WHAT I WANTED TO DO. SO IF YOU REMEMBER JUST ONE THING I SAY, OF SO MANY GREAT THINGS SAID BY ME, THEN PLEASE REMEMBER THIS.


'''I WANTED TO PLAY A GAME.'''</i>|}}  |-|Lord English= [[File:Lord_English_and_Ms_PaEint.gif|right|400px]]{{Quote|<i>GIRL.  
"His brother is close to him. It could be triggered by a kind of sympathetic resonance between the two. Maybe it takes more than one person focused, some heightened emotional state—or could it be the proximity of Phyrexian technology," Kaya said.


YOU THERE. GIRL.  
"What else?" Kaya asked.


GIRL, QUIT ALL THIS SCURRYING AROUND.
"Tears. Lots of tears. Urza never cried. He's so . . . human, here," she replied.


DO YOU THINK YOU CAN ESCAPE ME BEFORE I ARRIVE?
The Mishra machine had attained the hilltop now, and its serpent head loomed high above them. Mishra was grinning, the smile half-flesh and half-steel. It was the grin of a man triumphant.


HOW DO YOU EXPECT TO OUTRUN ME
Mishra was screaming something.


'''WHEN I AM ALREADY HERE?'''</i>}} </tabber>
A flash at the base of the bowl—


==Summary==
A flash at the base of the bowl—
'''[[DebatesJungle Tiering System|Tier]]''':
 
A flash at the base—
 
A flash—
 
<big>'''"STOP!"'''</big></i>}}
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==Background==
 
==Statistics==
'''Key''': '''Human''' | '''Phyrexian'''
 
'''[[Tiering System|Tier]]:'''
 
'''Name:''' Mishra, Artificer Prodigy, Eminent One, Excavation Prodigy (When he was young), Tamer of Mak Fawa | Mishra, Claimed by [[Gix]], Lost to Phyrexia
 
'''Origin:''' [[Magic: the Gathering]]
 
'''Sex:''' Male
 
'''Age:''' Possibly 64 by the time of his death
 
'''Classification:'''
 
'''[[Status]]:''' '''Deceased'''
 
'''[[Alignment]]:'''
 
'''[[Dimensionality]]:''' '''3-D'''
 
'''[[Attack Potency]]:'''
 
'''[[Durability]]:'''
 
'''[[Striking Strength]]:'''
 
'''[[Lifting Strength]]:'''
 
'''[[Speed|Travel Speed]]:'''
 
'''[[Speed|Combat Speed]]:'''
 
'''[[Reactions|Reaction Speed]]:'''
 
'''[[Stamina]]:'''
 
'''[[Range]]:'''
 
'''[[Intelligence]]:'''
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===[[Hax|Powers and Abilities]]===
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===Notable Techniques===
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===Other===
 
'''Standard Tactics:'''
 
'''Weaknesses:'''
 
==Gallery==
 
==Battle Records==
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|-|Victories=
None.
 
|-|Losses=
None.
 
|-|Inconclusive=
None.
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Latest revision as of 04:37, 6 December 2022

Both complement and antithesis to his older brother Urza, Mishra also mastered the intricacies of artifice. It was Mishra’s strength that first gave rise to the massive Phyrexian war engines on Dominaria, and it was his weakness that pushed him, Urza, and Dominaria itself to the point of annihilation.
~ Description from Vanguard
You’ve let yourself grow old, and your light is dimming. Shall we talk one last time, or must I slay you now?
~ Mishra to Urza
Mishra was gone — all that remained was a machine wearing his face.
The Mishra machine had recovered from the avalanche and was now charging up the hill, its dragon head screaming. Urza looked up and saw his brother's face, half-torn from the metallic skull beneath, and wept for him.


"His brother is close to him. It could be triggered by a kind of sympathetic resonance between the two. Maybe it takes more than one person focused, some heightened emotional state—or could it be the proximity of Phyrexian technology," Kaya said.

"What else?" Kaya asked.

"Tears. Lots of tears. Urza never cried. He's so . . . human, here," she replied.

The Mishra machine had attained the hilltop now, and its serpent head loomed high above them. Mishra was grinning, the smile half-flesh and half-steel. It was the grin of a man triumphant.

Mishra was screaming something.

A flash at the base of the bowl—

A flash at the base of the bowl—

A flash at the base—

A flash—

"STOP!"

Background

Statistics

Key: Human | Phyrexian

Tier:

Name: Mishra, Artificer Prodigy, Eminent One, Excavation Prodigy (When he was young), Tamer of Mak Fawa | Mishra, Claimed by Gix, Lost to Phyrexia

Origin: Magic: the Gathering

Sex: Male

Age: Possibly 64 by the time of his death

Classification:

Status: Deceased

Alignment:

Dimensionality: 3-D

Attack Potency:

Durability:

Striking Strength:

Lifting Strength:

Travel Speed:

Combat Speed:

Reaction Speed:

Stamina:

Range:

Intelligence:


Powers and Abilities


Notable Techniques


Other

Standard Tactics:

Weaknesses:

Gallery

Battle Records

None.

None.

None.