Myles
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Post by Myles on Feb 11, 2012 19:38:18 GMT -5
Here's a popular variant of the age old forum game Corrupt-A-Wish, one of my favorites. Rules are simple. The first person makes a wish, the next person grants that wish in the most negative way possible and then makes their own wish.
Example:
Poster #1: I wish I had some grape jelly.
Poster #2: Wish granted, but you also receive a crippling allergy to grapes, you choke to death.
I wish for world peace.
etc. etc. etc.
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And So we Begin:
I wish I could maintain a normal sleep cycle.
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Mariana
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has slept with everyone
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Post by Mariana on Feb 11, 2012 21:08:05 GMT -5
Your wish is granted, but by losing all of your money and falling too deep in debt to stay on college. Your new-found poverty causes you to starve in the streets.
I wish I wouldn't suffer from writer's block.
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Myles
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Post by Myles on Feb 11, 2012 21:42:15 GMT -5
Wish granted, you never suffer from writer's block again. Your thoughts flow easily and your write incredible books. Unfortunately, many find your prolific works highly controversial. A new government comes to power, and you're deemed an enemy of the state, you trade your writer's block for a chopping block, and they lop off your head.
I wish I had a robot that was perfectly docile and non-violent, and could cook for me whenever I so desired, perfect food.
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Post by torin on Mar 5, 2012 8:32:51 GMT -5
Your wish is granted, but the price of receiving perfection is just that, perfection. In time the tasting of perfecting grows old and stale, but all other food pales in comparison. All food becomes boring and dull.
I wish for wine and agreeable ladies and I wish for more of each then I have of the other!
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Iggy
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Make love AND war!
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Post by Iggy on Mar 5, 2012 12:13:33 GMT -5
Wish granted, you are given an inexhaustible supply of women and wine, and all of the venereal diseases and cirrhosis of the liver you could ever imagine. As your body decays into a plague ridden, skeletal, shadow of its former self, the wine is eventually delivered intravenously, and the women straddle your dessicated form with looks of utter disgust pasted upon their features.
I wish I had a kitten, and that nothing tragic or violent befell myself or this kitten, and we lived happily together until it reached its natural appointed end, where I then mourned it briefly and promptly moved on with my life.
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Post by torin on Mar 7, 2012 17:07:33 GMT -5
Wish granted, you are given an inexhaustible supply of women and wine, and all of the venereal diseases and cirrhosis of the liver you could ever imagine. As your body decays into a plague ridden, skeletal, shadow of its former self, the wine is eventually delivered intravenously, and the women straddle your dessicated form with looks of utter disgust pasted upon their features. I don't think you understand the game, your supposed to corrupt or ruin the wish, not give me exactly what I want! Granted, you and your kitten were happy until its natural end. You gave it appropriate mourning and moved on. Happiness you had, but your life was never touched by love, nor passion, nor bliss. Even the cat didn't bring you love nor did it love you, it just made you happy. I wish for a pair of swords, each one better then the other. |
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Myles
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Post by Myles on Mar 7, 2012 20:30:17 GMT -5
Wish granted, you gain your swords of infinitely increasing power. Unfortunately, such treasures attract a great deal of attention and you are challenged to several duels. These go in your favor, until the day that your blades are so powerful, they slice through their sheathes, and incidentally, your thighs, like a hot knife through butter. As you bleed to death, bleed to death, a peasant comes along an relieves you of your fancy swords as well as the rest of your possession. Your last sensation, is the warm piss of his dog relieving itself upon your person.
I wish for cheese.
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Post by torin on Mar 8, 2012 10:25:07 GMT -5
You receive your cheese, upon consuming it you get the runny shits. :/
I wish for fine bacon.
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Iggy
Human
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Make love AND war!
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Post by Iggy on Mar 8, 2012 13:33:42 GMT -5
Wish granted, you recieve a fine piece of bacon, it happens to contain a fine strand of trichinosis spiralis. You die a horrible death, primarily due to dehydration, as you've spent the last few days prior to your demise suffering horrible stomach cramps, and enduring violent bouts of diarrhea and profuse vomiting, often at the same time!
Iggy wishes to be... the very best, like no one ever was!
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Post by torin on Mar 8, 2012 16:00:33 GMT -5
You are the very best.....at dying! Your death will forever be remembered as being extremely impressive, against all the odds you managed to trip, stumble and fumble your way through a castle and injure yourself in ways most dark minded writers will never conceive. By the time it is over your bones are basically dust and your blood paints the walls.
It was very painful.
I wish to wish a wish upon a wishing star, that's what I wish!
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Iggy
Human
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Make love AND war!
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Post by Iggy on Mar 8, 2012 23:04:06 GMT -5
Wish granted! You choose the brightest, most radiant star in the night sky, and ask for your hearts deepest desire, which in the end, was a pink bunny rabbit. Unfortunately, your wishing star happened to be supernova, the star closest to your planet funnily enough. You enjoy a week of remarkable companionship, before you and your entire world are incinerated in the blink of an eye.
I wish I could speak fluent crab.
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Alex
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Mercenary}}Strength{2} Dexterity{2} Willpower{1} Magic{0} Cunning{3}
Is not content, ever.
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Post by Alex on Mar 9, 2012 6:41:33 GMT -5
Wish granted! You unfortunately chose the wrong time to test out the crab language - during mating time for crabs. You were killed and eaten by a million crabs.
I wish that I'd understand this world, it's system(both natural and human-created) and nature fully.
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Iggy
Human
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Make love AND war!
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Post by Iggy on Mar 10, 2012 16:51:33 GMT -5
Wish granted. You become fully enlightened. Unfortunately, the one thing unenlightened people hate even more than their crappy lives, is some enlightened douche coming around being all wise and crap. They flay you alive, but hey, at least you get your own religion! ...which has a habit of flaying other people alive.
I wish I had a billion dollars in a secure, off-shore bank account, which no government or private busybody could track, and a money laundering system that proved infallible.
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Mariana
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Pirate Capitan of The Bastard's Kiss}}Strength{4} Dexterity{6} Willpower{2} Magic{0} Cunning{5}
has slept with everyone
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Post by Mariana on Mar 10, 2012 18:42:36 GMT -5
Wish granted. Your new found wealth leads you into a lavish lifestyle that you enjoy immensely. However, your ability to produce an infinite supply of cash as you choose causes the economy to crash and society crumbles around you, your money worthless.
I wish that I had the ability to transport myself anywhere at will, that I had complete control over this ability, and that no one could learn about this ability unless I wanted them to.
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Iggy
Human
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Make love AND war!
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Post by Iggy on Mar 10, 2012 22:19:37 GMT -5
Wish granted, you can teleport at will, your life becomes the movie "Jumper," As you are hunted down by non-denominational religious zealots incensed over your new ability and damned as the mother of a new race of demons, you slowly grow more jaded and bitter, as your loved ones are exterminated, and your personality is obliterated in a relentless war against the Zealots. In the end, you succeed in destroying the organization, but not the hatred they've sewn. You live a long life, long enough to see your 'children' hunted down by a new breed of crazy, while you grow too weak to aid. You are eventually picked off and slain by some upstart recruit, left bleeding in the gutter, the world all around you turned to naught but blood, fury, and ashes.
I wish I could successfully conceptualize and market a source of infinite energy, soon making it free and distributing it to every corner of the globe evenly, ushering humanity into a golden age.
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