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Post by tjaman on Aug 31, 2006 23:31:45 GMT -5
* slips Kev some acid, wherein he imagines all sorts of demons crawling about beneath his skin and chewing his flesh *
* wishes to be a famous actor *
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Post by GreatMuppetyNick on Aug 31, 2006 23:32:44 GMT -5
Makes Kev blind
Somebody do the next one. I'm all out of wishes.
ETA: Nevermind.
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Post by TheMasterGeek on Aug 31, 2006 23:33:06 GMT -5
Wish granted, you replace Timmy in the well in Passions
I wish Buffy was here,
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Post by tjaman on Aug 31, 2006 23:44:54 GMT -5
Granted. Buffy is there. Sarah Michelle Gellar herself. And as she's chatting away on her cellphone, she's barely acknowledging you at all, and getting increasingly agitated. She seems preoccupied about where her car is. "Is it getting here soon?" "Do you have it?" Everything you say only makes it worse until she's made you feel just inadequate both as a fan and as a human being.
It's not until this other guy shows up five minutes later and takes her bags and escorts her to her car and she leaves with barely a nod or a wave that you realize she spent the whole time thinking you were just her incompetent driver.
* wishes the VMAs had been better somehow *
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Post by quantumcat on Sept 1, 2006 0:08:48 GMT -5
The VMA's were completely controlled by Joss who is so taken with his success that he gives up comics,films and everything other than the VMA's.
.wishes for a big story to give her favourite journalists Pulitzers
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Post by Darkchylde on Sept 1, 2006 1:04:51 GMT -5
Hey I remember this game. Me and Kev used to post in a similar one on Buffy 'tome. Do you remember?
Done, your favourite journalists are pretzels.
Wishes for it to snow.
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Post by dEz on Sept 1, 2006 4:03:40 GMT -5
Wish Granted! ... Your head is full of dandruff and you're snowing all over your books and clothes as you walk around school. .... Wishes to be laying on a sunny, tropical beach somewhere in Hawaii.
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Post by tjaman on Sept 1, 2006 17:40:21 GMT -5
... and then the volcano erupts.
As for the Pulitzer, I'm thinking pretzels have a tough time writing, but one gloriously terrible way for that wish to be granted is for a tornado to rip through the center of town and destroy absolutely everything except for a computer and the press, and killing everyone in town except for you, the pressguy and three people in the mailroom.
You only get the Pulitzer if you manage to publish, after all.
* wishes my apartment was clean *
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Post by Darkchylde on Sept 2, 2006 20:35:12 GMT -5
Congratulations, some guy just stole everything you own.
*Wishes for a million dollars*
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Post by TheMasterGeek on Sept 2, 2006 20:50:22 GMT -5
Granted, you have a million dollars in Klingon money, which is worth exactly 49 dollars American.
I wish for a Super Bowl for the Redskins.
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Post by Insane Troll Logic on Sept 2, 2006 21:14:24 GMT -5
They get a punch bowl in the mail. It's really super.
I wish for shiny knees.
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Post by tjaman on Sept 3, 2006 12:34:06 GMT -5
* spills cold, greasy chicken noodle soup all over ITL's pants *
I wish for new Doctor Who episodes!
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Post by quantumcat on Sept 3, 2006 15:03:23 GMT -5
You are sent a full set of yet-to-be-aired episodes of Dr. Who. Only it ain't Tennant or Eccleston as our favorite Gallifreyan. The vids show Lord Lew Grade playing all the parts using badly painted sock puppets. (This was his idea of a cost-cutting meassure in the 6th and 7th Doctor days.) Terry Nation's stories are good enough but it's hard to see THIS as a Dalek.....
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Post by tjaman on Sept 3, 2006 15:15:02 GMT -5
EXTERMINATE!
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Post by Aunt Arlene on Sept 3, 2006 21:04:59 GMT -5
I wish I had psychic powers.
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