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Post by Atrus Rand on Feb 10, 2007 0:03:55 GMT -5
Currupt my wish, make your own, next person currupts that wish, then makes there own.
Example:
Person 1: I wish for no more wars! Person 2: Your wish is granted, the world is destroyed in a nuclear blast. I wish for a million pounds of gold! Person 3: Your wish is granted, too bad that gold falls right on you. [wish goes here]
I'll start with...
I wish I had a cure for all disease.
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Post by Li Tun-ye on Feb 10, 2007 2:44:12 GMT -5
Wish granted. It's called "an immune system so freakin' powerful that it attacks your own cells and tissues, thinking them to be intruders". Can't blame an antibody for doing its job.
I wish for the love and adoration of countless women. (I can almost imagine how you sick bastards will twist this back upon me ...)
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Post by Lavinia on Feb 11, 2007 17:47:16 GMT -5
Your wish is granted. Too bad the women weren't born women.
I wish for a new car!
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Post by Li Tun-ye on Feb 11, 2007 20:59:58 GMT -5
Wish granted. It's Bix's Crown Victoria Deathtrap. On the plus side, it's got a good heater.
I wish for unsurpassed martial arts skill.
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Post by Atrus Rand on Feb 12, 2007 18:04:45 GMT -5
Wish granted! Your skills are unsurpassed by no single fighter! The rest of the world, however is not a single person. Thus created is the first ever "Asswhooping heard round the world".
I wish for mind-over-matter.
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Post by Wallace MacBix on Feb 12, 2007 21:58:54 GMT -5
Wish granted. To bad that the strain on your body left you paralized and now your just a vegetable.
I wish to be Emperor of the World
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Post by Li Tun-ye on Feb 13, 2007 0:29:39 GMT -5
Wish granted: You are indeed emperor, a loathed and hated tyrant who is overthrown by his own subordinates and exiled to a life of fleeing from those who still curse your name and carry the scars of your rule. But hey, you had the position for a while and certainly enjoyed it.
I wish for a puppy. (Yeah, give it your best shot you sick freaks.)
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Post by Atrus Rand on Feb 13, 2007 1:30:59 GMT -5
Wish granted, although you never do know it. While visiting your local chinese resteraunt, you order your favorite chicken chow mein... Mmm Mmm!
I wish for hellsing sized guns.
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Brian K
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I'll show you crazy!
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Post by Brian K on Feb 14, 2007 14:00:40 GMT -5
Wish Granted! It's a shame you never asked for the proper registration. You're going away for a long time, bub.
I wish for a new suit
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Post by Li Tun-ye on Feb 14, 2007 14:34:59 GMT -5
Wish Granted: It's a tailor made, double-breasted, three piece suit with matching tie and handkerchief. Very elegant. Of course, it's made out the HUMAN SKIN FLAYED FROM THE BODIES OF EVERYONE YOU'VE EVER LOVED!!! (I'm in a weird mood today) Still, it is a nice suit.
I wish to become a legendary and celebrated pianist.
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Post by Lavinia on Feb 14, 2007 16:49:40 GMT -5
Wish Granted! You are now a legendary and celebrated pianist. To bad your went blind and deaf from years and months and weeks of practice. You'll never be able to hear your work. That and the carpral tunnel.
I wish for a sword!
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Brian K
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I'll show you crazy!
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Post by Brian K on Feb 15, 2007 16:10:15 GMT -5
Wish granted! You find your brand new shiny sharp as hell sword wrapped up with a bow and sticking out of your chest.
I wish I didn't have class in half an hour
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Post by Wallace MacBix on Feb 16, 2007 16:03:14 GMT -5
Wish you didn't have class in half an hour, a snow day occured instead. And it never stopped snowing, in fact the world became encrusted in a mile of snow, hope you own a parka.
I wish to be fluent in Japanese without any of the work
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Post by Atrus Rand on Feb 16, 2007 16:04:56 GMT -5
Wish granted! You get to class to find out that your teacher has no recollection of you. You're allowed to leave. Unfortunately, it seems no one has recollection of you. Who are you, anyway?
I wish for it to be warm outside.
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Brian K
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I'll show you crazy!
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Post by Brian K on Feb 16, 2007 16:59:34 GMT -5
Granted! The atmosphere ignites. Game over, man. Game over.
I wish I had an airplane I could fly
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