Granted! The world is now dead.
I wish for light.
Granted! A house burglar running from police who has the same name as the famous actor Patrick Stewart breaks into your home and holds you hostage.
I wish to meet the actor Patrick Stewart.
Granted, instead Lucky7 & Janus have started trolling with Star Wars references.
I wish i had the opportunity to see UDS scream in suffering with a flood of Star Wars references.
Granted. Star Wars turns out exactly as they intended: A princess-filled musical love story filled with cartoon characters and cute animals where the take-home lesson is that love conquers all.
I wish Star Wars 7 will be a good movie.
Granted. The conspiracy to prevent people from finding out about Star Wars 7 goes into action tomorrow.
I wish Star Wars 7 came out tomorrow and I was in the first screening.
Granted. Star Wars 7 is a direct-to-video animated comedy done by the worst comedians in the world and drawn by four-year-olds with a small crayon budget.
I wish Star Wars 7 is released without any of the prequel trilogy midichlorian crap.
Sure enough, they are now stupidly itchy.
I wish people would switch topics away from Star Trek and Star Wars
Granted! The topic is now Battlestar Galactica.
I wish the Galactica show had not ended the way it did...
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Granted! (So say we all)
Instead of the way it ended, it has a completely new ending chosen by throwing darts at a completely new wall of characters. Unfortunately, due to the nature of quantum reality, the world of people who saw that ending are not us, and so we'll never know what that other ending was.
I wish for the Paizo staff to be cast for a Babylon 5 re-imagining of Seasons 1 and 5 only (leave 2-4 alone!).
Granted, it blows. The producers totally fcked it up.
I wish hollywood would actually use their grey mass and THINK up a good movie concept instead of remakes and 20th-or-something-sequels.
Granted! They instead start showing reruns.
I wish nobody was interested in seeing crappy TV or movies, without obviously destructive stuff like everyone dying.
Granted! Everyone plays crappy video games instead.
I wish video games were better quality.
Fair enough, however any important storylines and tutorials are being left out, leaving you a game without information and direction whatsoever.
I wish UDS would stop using the "for we do/are".
Granted, but they only do so for 1 single post.
I wish Mythic monsters would always roll natural 1 when attacking the party.
Granted! They one shot that wizards tower causing it to fall on the adventuring party.
I wish for more computer games in the style of Baldurs Gate.
Granted! Just sign your name right here and here......
We wish for there to be less drama.
Granted. Everything is now a sad comedy.
I wish I could act.
Granted !
You know are a lobotomized puppet which I control via a neurowave transmitting remote. I make you rehearse the latest My Little Pony show, complete with quadruped posturing and funny voices, while I'm withring on the floor in an unholy agony of sadistic mirth.
I wish I was asleep right now.
Granted. You fall asleep and die choking on your keyboard.
I wish noboby went hungry.
Granted! To start with, they eat you.
I wish everyone was healthy, sensible and happy.
The person named "Everyone" (what a silly name) is just that.
The rest of the world is now feeling miserable.
I wish people would have the balls to say why they reject people for jobs.
I rejected people for Steve Jobs, but since his untimely demise I am without employment.
I wish I was Superman, gnomish style.
Granted! But you kill everyone you come into contact with cuz ya know...physics.
I wish I could do a cartwheel.
Granted! But you kill everyone you come into contact with cuz ya know...physics.
I wish I could do a cartwheel.
Granted, You can do a cartwheel, because you are a cartwheel.
Granted. The project goes so well in fact that neither you nor anybody you know is able to get a copy of the game, forcing you to jealously read online articles about how great it is while never being able to experience the awesomeness yourself.
This if for the Mummy's Mask AP:
I wish for our party to find an ancient treasure trove of at least a 50,000 gold that is completely unguarded (including but not limited to being unguarded by monsters, people, traps, magic, and curses) that we can use to buy things we currently want at their normal price as we know them without any negative consequence to ourselves or those we care about.
Fair enough, but upon finding it the way you came from has disappeared, trapping you until you die. A mystical barrier prevents any magic to have any effect.
I wish airplanes didn't charge outrageous prices for chairs with extra leg space. (People grow taller after all, that bunch of pricks...)
Granted! They now charge outrageous prices for tall people, instead of for extra leg space.
I wish for a beautiful, healthy unicorn who likes me.
Here's your damned little pony.....it likes you so much if smothers you in cuddling and fondling till you suffocate.
I wish for IHIYC to start hiding in cupboards for a change.
That he does... leaving an empty closet in your Infernal living room.
You peer curiously into the gaping waiting closet, because... why the Hell not ?!
Immediately a mystical vortex appears and pulls you in an interdimensional passage.
You're delivered safely into the land of the My Little Pony show.
Those unsufferable ponies are now after your evil ass, and you can't defeat them - ever - despite your clearly superior fiendish powers. You can't even permanently harm them !
You realize then with a profound existential anguish that dwarfs the torment of the Damned that the f@#~ing ponies have Plot Armor !
I wish people would worship me !
They would if you'd be able to erase my little pony from history,
But since you're incapable of doing so in this universe, people loathe you instead.
I wish my neighbors would shut the hell up at night. They talk too much after midnight.
Granted! You now have Mimes for neighbors!
I wish I could speak fluent Japanese
Granted, but only for those influencing it.
The common person like you and me notice squat from it.
I wish Sissyl would reveal to us what is underneath the thing on her head.
Granted!
*I remove the thing on my head, showing... something. It stirs, I close my eyes, and it surges out to consume everyone with its blasphemous geometries and cyclopean... uhh... something. Once it has eaten (or turned insane) everyone but me, it surges back and I put the helmet back on over it.*
I wish for someone sane to talk to.
Granted! The thing on your head says "You can speak to us precious!"
I wish my gaming group hadn't split up :(
Fine, they are glued back together. Sadly the glue worked for a mere minute and they all fall into pieces again.
I wish for poor krevon to get a new gaming group that will last for many years to com.
Granted ! You have a photographic memory but it's somehow too light-sensitive. All the images you can recall are marred by a big luminous smudge right in the middle of it.
I wish electrical power was free around here.