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Granted. The college acceptances are sent out early, but the mail system collapses and all of them are lost in transit.

 

 

I wish for several bolts of cloth that I can sell.

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Granted. The college acceptances are sent out early, but the mail system collapses and all of them are lost in transit.

 

 

I wish for several bolts of cloth that I can sell.

 

Oh, that's not as bad as I was accepting :)

 

Granted.  They each sell for a penny.

 

I wish that I had some white chocolate truffles.

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Granted. The college acceptances are sent out early, but the mail system collapses and all of them are lost in transit.

 

 

I wish for several bolts of cloth that I can sell.

did anyone else get the reference from the Baxil chapter in WoK? his dad wished for cloth to help them survive the lurnip famine. :)

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Granted. Everything that used to be white is now a slightly off shade of grey. There are no portalable surfaces in the world.

I wish someone would come up with a wish for me.

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Your wish will be to be an excellent  cook.

Your bane: Next wish you make has to be written in Polish language ;)

 

I wish for a Smedry Talent!

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Your wish will be to be an excellent  cook.

Your bane: Next wish you make has to be written in Polish language ;)

 

I wish for a Smedry Talent!

 

Granted, you now always press the wrong buttons on remotes and controllers. Your bane is that three days of every month you must marathon infomercials.

 

I wish for my water bottle to always be filled with wonderful tasting water.

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Granted, you now always press the wrong buttons on remotes and controllers. Your bane is that three days of every month you must marathon infomercials.

 

I wish for my water bottle to always be filled with wonderful tasting water.

 

Granted. The water in your bottle is so wonderful, wars break out over the right to control it. The war wages for twenty-five years, during which you only barely manage to survive by fleeing from one stronghold to the next. Nations fall apart. Continents sink into the sea. What species don't go extinct are weaponized into horrifying abominations.

 

Finally, on February 17, 2040, the Assimilated Kingdoms of Greater Meridia apply a scorched earth policy to your bottle, tossing you and the bottle into an incinerator. Without you and the bottle to spark wars, the world slowly begins to recover.

 

 

I wish for a pet dodo.

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Where's Windreader? I'm supposed to be sidekick on her neverending quest . . .

Right here. Wait, neverending? What are you talking about?

Anyway, granted. Your pet dodo sheds feathers like crazy until it has no feathers left.

I wish to not sneeze when someone says bless you.

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Right here. Wait, neverending? What are you talking about?

Anyway, granted. Your pet dodo sheds feathers like crazy until it has no feathers left.

I wish to not sneeze when someone says bless you.

 

A bald dodo?

 

That is adorable.

 

That is really, ludicrously adorable.

 

It's so adorable I should write a children's series called The Bald Dodo, all about a comical dodo that sheds its feathers every time it sneezes.

 

It's that adorable.

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It is, but don't forget about the feathers stuck in your couches, pillows, chairs, mattresses, etc.

 

Even one of those feathers sold to one of the world's museums would net me a hundred thousand dollars. If I spend just one afternoon collecting feathers and putting them in Ziploc bags, I can afford my own deep-sea underwater fortress by next week.

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Hmmm, true. I guess that wasn't a very good curse, huh?

 

Not at all. It's just hard to jinx someone with a sufficiently entrepreneurial spirit. B)

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Well, are you going to grant my wish?

I'd really rather not sneeze when someone says bless you.

 

Oh, that! Very well, granted. Your left foot will have only three toes from now on, and your right foot shall have nineteen.

 

I wish for a talking turkey vulture named Leonardo.

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Granted. The bread was soulcasted though so it wasn't very good.

 

I wish for The delorean, with the upgrades from BttF2

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Granted. The world moves into a new age in which it's inhabitants vast aside petty things like possessions and class. As the only remaining person who owns something, you are universally shunned as a greedy and despicable human being.

I wish I was Kobold King.

 

That's a wish for the power of gods, a power that no man or duck could ever truly control.

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That's a wish for the power of gods, a power that no man or duck could ever truly control.

 

I'd ask about the duck part, but I don't think that I want to know the answer...

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I'd ask about the duck part, but I don't think that I want to know the answer...

Adonalsium was actually an anthropomorphic duck with ungodly power. He spoke in the melodic voice of Gilbert Gottfried and worlds trembled.

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Adonalsium was actually an anthropomorphic duck with ungodly power. He spoke in the melodic voice of Gilbert Gottfried and worlds trembled.

 

Did you listen to his recording of '50 Shades of Grey'?  It was soooooo awesome!

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