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Post by iokaste on Jun 7, 2010 22:29:37 GMT -5
Okay, so in this game you play the part of a sadistic genie who grants one wish. Post will look something like this: Person one: I wish I could fly! Person two: Wish granted
You soar through the air enjoying your new wings until the sky begins to darken and you are struck by a sudden flash of lighting. You thought that the forecast called for sun.
Mmm...crispy.
Then you post your own wish so somebody else can grant it and so on.
So... I'll start it off.
I wish I were a fish!
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Post by Myth on Jun 7, 2010 22:56:59 GMT -5
Wish granted,
you are a small clown fish, zipping through the salty ocean water, fleeing from an ominious shadow above you. Deep into a bed of coral you swim, thinking you are safe you don't realize the eal that snuck up behind you. Guess who's having fish tonight?
I wish I could read minds
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Post by iokaste on Jun 8, 2010 10:59:05 GMT -5
~*~Wish Granted~*~
You parade around the city happily delving into the minds of others at a whim. With a large smile you spot an old enemy of yours in the process of yelling at a police officer, so you decide to find out what runs through that twisted little mind, stopping your task of reading the minds around you. So distracted you fail to read the mind of the man dressed as Barney with the machine gun who's unhappy with his marriage. Bummer.
I wish Leprechauns existed
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Post by Myth on Jun 8, 2010 11:24:56 GMT -5
Wish Granted [/color][/center]
You are a wide eyed, fresh from school, bank clerck who has just started work at the "Golden Dollar Bank". A short, stubby, old man dressed in a rather ridiculous costume walks up to the counter, though you have to stand to see him over it, and hangs up a note. Give me all the money.
[/i] Four more small men, dressed the same as the other, burst through the doors with guns. You fumble with the money as you fill the bag. Unfortionately for you, the ones with the guns think you are moving too slow. Better Luck next time.How do Leprechauns get their gold?Armed Robery...... [/blockquote][/size] Wish my dog could talk.
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Post by iokaste on Jun 12, 2010 1:02:02 GMT -5
~*~Wish Granted~*~ Your dog begins to clear it's throat, giving a few short coughs, drawing in a mighty breath of air, you can feel the tension rising as the genie complies, curious as to what the first words out of your dogs mouth will be. and... Voglio l'alimento! Ora servo! Hm, hope you speak Italian. Pizza anyone? I wish I were 11 feet tall!
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Post by Myth on Jun 12, 2010 1:20:29 GMT -5
Wish Granted The genie complies to your wish without hesitation, you quickly realize it was not what you had in mind. You are strapped to a wooden board. Ropes tightening and pulling your legs and arms. you thought you could magicly get taller, Silly girl, only about 6ft to go... couple more days and your wish will be completed. I wish I was rich
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