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Nightstalkers
Guest
Can't help if I'm on at the same time as Ran "away with the trash" sac
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Nightstalkers
Guest
>.> Okay... granted... The Nightstalkers become trashmen and Ransac dabbles in the dark arts, corporate espionage, and watchmaking.... The rest of the CPA is swallowed by the internet which is thusly regulated by Bill Gates. 4Chan takes over the world.
I wish that hadn't happened...
I wish that hadn't happened...
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Nightstalkers
Guest
Granted.... Ransac finds himself sitting behind the busdriver, intently staring at the reflection of the man's face in the side mirror, attempting to divine the identity of the man. At first glance the man seems as though he is simply another nonchalant busdriver; perhaps another "mean spirited" motorist from New York? A few minutes go by and the bus rattles to a stop at an intersection. The busdriver's head then slowly cams around a full 180 degrees and stops jarringly as his pale white eyes fix their gaze unto Ransac's. The white lipped mouth labourously stretches across the blackened face into a gleeful smile as it utters what seems like a dirge. "Hello Ransac," the busdriver utters. "Now you've met a Nighstalker."
I wish I was a better writer....*
I wish I was a better writer....*
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Nightstalkers
Guest
Whadda ya know... Scientists working in secret against Oversoul invent said button and in the throes of testing it they accidentally drop it in front of a marching band, which in turn steps on the button so much it turns Oversoul into a vegetable.
I wish I had an army of evil vegetables
I wish I had an army of evil vegetables
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orgg
Guest
You are now Sir Eaten Hogg, the man in charge of the record company that employs Spinal Tap.
Spinal Tap invites you to one of their concerts, and you are given a seat right by the Pyrotechnics.
I wish for a fish in a dish.
Spinal Tap invites you to one of their concerts, and you are given a seat right by the Pyrotechnics.
I wish for a fish in a dish.
You are given a rather thick dish by one of your relatives for Christmas. Upon further inspection of the box it came in, you discover that there is a herring embedded in this dish. You are a little confused, but accept the gift nonetheless. Only problem is blood-thirsty ninjas and pirates (working together for the first time) break down the door and kill nearly everyone in the room to steal back their "Sacred Plate of the Fish." The only survivor of this onslaught is room, though your limbs have been hacked off. As you try to reach for the phone to dial 9-1-1, you look out the window and notice a meteor heading straight for you.
I wish for MORE WISHES!!!!!!!!
Ransac, cpa trash man
I wish for MORE WISHES!!!!!!!!
Ransac, cpa trash man
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BigBlue
Guest
Granted - A magical sign appears over your head in flashing Blue lights which reads - "MORE WISHES!!!!!" People stop you everywhere you go and ask you to grant their wishes. You are of course unable to grant any actual wishes... One person in particular (who shall remain nameless to protect the guilty), takes great offense to this and pushes you into oncoming traffic - which ironically is lead by a bus... A NY Bus with an advertisement for your favorite Opera on the side...
I wish I could read minds.
I wish I could read minds.
GRANTED! You become grossly disturbed by society and decide to butcher people, brain out their brains, and "read their minds," which you discovered you could do. While you're reading the life of your most recent victim, the LAPD runs in and begin to bludgeon you to death with their clubs when a meteor lands on you...... only you.
I wish for my own theme music!
Ransac, cpa trash man
I wish for my own theme music!
Ransac, cpa trash man
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BigBlue
Guest
Granted - Everywhere you go, everyone around you hears your "theme". You thought it would be cool - like the Imperial March, or something along those lines... Unfortunately since you didn't specify what song would be your theme, everywhere you go, every minute of the day, everyone around you (including you) hears the Barney song - only it's sung by William Shatner instead of Barney. It was cool maybe the first time... but after 100 listenings, you decide to end your own life by using your mental power to control an meteor to crash on yourself. You are certain this will end the song... sadly however, the song doesn't end for you as you are eternally in a personal hell where the only thing you hear is William Shatner singing ("I love you, you love me...") Be careful what you wish for...
I wish for naught.
I wish for naught.
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DarthFerret
Guest
Granted! Unfortunately for you, the great wish granter misheard you and thought you said knot. You are strung up on an apple tree, a Hangmans Knot around your neck. Just as you are about to asphixiate, the branch breaks and you thankfully fall to the ground......just to land in a pile of poisonous vipers who strike you repeatedly as you realize the knot around your neck has yet to loosen, at which point you find a snake crawling up you pants legs. Just at that time, Ransac comes up to pants you and is also viciously attacked thus killing two stones with one bird.
I wish for my sisters-in-law to sign the deed so that we can get our house on the lot!
I wish for my sisters-in-law to sign the deed so that we can get our house on the lot!
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DarthFerret
Guest
Granted, He shows up at your local Magic shop, and Wins the tournament that you paid good money to enter. The problem was it was single elimination, and he played against you first, and made you look like a little girl!
I wish I was more creative when corrupting a wish!
I wish I was more creative when corrupting a wish!
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EricBess
Guest
Granted. You now wear Mickey Mouse ears when you corrupt wishes (you didn't say a lot more creative).
I wish the CPA notables were coming up soon.
I wish the CPA notables were coming up soon.
Granted. Problem is, you don't win anything. No one even votes for you. You feel un-loved and decide to end it all..... by attaching a "Meteor Magnet" to your head. However, a car hits you right before the meteors come.
I wish that all pudding was made of lemons!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ransac, cpa trash man
I wish that all pudding was made of lemons!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ransac, cpa trash man
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BigBlue
Guest
Granted! Chocolate pudding lovers around the globe are startled to find their chocolate pudding has a lemony taste to it. Then the Tapioca lovers are revolted to find that similar sour taste to their normally sweet dessert. After doing a bit of research (namely spotting Lemon Meteors striking repeatedly around your home), they all march onto your house to determine why you've cursed them with Lemons in their pudding. Just then, before they can do anything, a bread pudding fancier comes bursting through the crowd with a gun and shoots you, Jack Ruby style. The mob then tears him limb from limb as they'd hoped you would be able to retract your wish, and that is the last vision you see before death.
I wish my corrupted wishes weren't so dark...
I wish my corrupted wishes weren't so dark...