The grant-a-wish game

[Racetyme]

Done. Unfortunately, you also lose all social skills and become a pariah.



I wish to live for 150 years.

[Antichrist_Online]

*Bites Racetyme with his fangs* Granted, remind me on to stake you in a few years. Oh and btw, thank's to been a made rather than a born vampire, you're subservient. Now, fetch me lives!

I wish I had polymorphic ablitites.

[Racetyme]

Yeah, but you get stuck in one shape after a few test-shifts. You are now a chair. Forever.


I wish for players to check their cantr accounts more often.

[Nakranoth]

Done, but the added strain causes the servers to crash. What's more Cantr becomes economcially impossable to maintain so it becoes pay to play, and thus looses all but the most hardcore players, who inevitably leave due to the lack of intrigue among thier far spread charries.

I wish I didn't have to make my own sandwiches.

[Crosshair]

Granted.... Your own sandwiches make you now. Without them, you are nothing.



I want something mildly unfortunate to happen to the person who posts next.

[Racetyme]

I'm very cold. Its a little unfortunate. The heating vent to my room is broken.


I wish for a terrible tragedy to unify the nations of the world and bring the United States back from its downward spiral away from capitalism and civil rights. (Thats how I see it, anyway)

[Spazz]

Granted, a massive comet plows into earth, forcing humanity to unite together to survive the aftermath. Unfortunately, humanity is killed off by the resulting ice age.

I wish I had something to throw at the next person to post.

[Nakranoth]

Uhhh.... Here, have a pillow. *takes cover*

I wish I were invincible.

[Spazz]

Granted, you are now made of solid adamantium, you are invincible, but you can't move, or speak, or do anything for that matter.

*Glances at the pillow Nakranoth gave him* I wish this thing was filled with rocks.

[Racetyme]

Done. Just very heavy rocks. In fact, you can't lift it.



I wish for a car.

[SekoETC]

*Hands him a toy car.*

I wish I didn't have stomach cramps for my birthday. (And dying is not a valid solution.)

[Spazz]

Easy, you don't have stomach cramps, you have diarrhea instead

I wish I was stronger so I could throw this pillow full of rocks.

[Racetyme]

Granted. Only, now, your legs aren't strong enough to move your huge arms around. Enjoy the sitting.



I wish for some potatoes.

[Spazz]

Oh thanks race! *Throws the absurdly heavy pillow full of rocks at Nakranoth* I guess now I'll have to drag myself around like a gorrila.

Your wish is granted, you got your potatoes, only catch is some pervert used them as condoms, every last one of them.

I wish I was mildly uncomfortable.

[Nakranoth]

(I'm glad I'm invincable, else that pillow would have hurt)

You get filled with splinters... each one is mildy uncomfortable... unless you touch anything... or breathe... then they hurt quite a bit.

I wish I could move again.