[eah]

Meh, I wish for power to get off my butt and progress through life.

You begin progressing through life, but your progress bar freezes. I'm never quite sure why this happens, but it does.



I wish for a drop.

[Slathalin]

drop?

[Eetrab]

Meh, I wish for power to get off my butt and progress through life.

You begin progressing through life, but your progress bar freezes. I'm never quite sure why this happens, but it does.

I wish for a drop.

You get a drop, but this happens: http://what-if.xkcd.com/12/.

I wish for nothing.

[Ryu Aurora]

I wish for nothing.

Granted. You now own, and will never own, a single thing or even a form of luck. Neither friend nor thought, love nor hate. Material, mental and emotional void.

Enjoy having nothing.

I'll take 3 pairs of mirrored aviators, two beach towels, a couple pairs of shorts, a pen and notepad, and... one of those those drinks with the little umbrellas. Tall glass, bit of ice.

[DragonSlayer155]

You recieve what you like, (ryu) but whilst you are one the beach it is all blown away. Leaving just you in your undies

- - -

I wish for people to celebrate my birthday with horseys on the 29th August 2013

[LeafWarrior254]

You recieve what you like, (ryu) but whilst you are one the beach it is all blown away. Leaving just you in your undies

- - -

I wish for people to celebrate my birthday with horseys on the 29th August 2013

People promise to bring you lots of horses for your birthday, but for now you'll have to stick to minecarts.

I wish that someone mined my writer's block.

[Eetrab]

I wish that someone mined my writer's block.

Your wish comes true. You have writers block no more and can write to your heart's content. Your mind explodes with ideas, abundant with new ways of description and portrayal. But as you write, the ideas keep coming. You can't write, type or speak fast enough to even start to delineate your ideas.

Your writing, in an attempt to say as much as possible, becomes fragmented, unrecognisable from the tumbleweed of ideas. People compare your scripture to a poorly written form of Absurdist Theatre. You are criticised, mocked and belittled.

Eventually, insanity takes over. Your life becomes a worthless string of ideas no-one else will ever know. Life is not worth living and you die, knowing that all your work you have ever created will die with you, left in cold, wet alleyways to rot or in places no-one will bother to look. You are forgotten, lost amongst the ever expanding history of our people.


I wish observation of the quantum world doesn't change its state.

[dlgn]

I wish that someone mined my writer's block.

Your wish comes true. You have writers block no more and can write to your heart's content. Your mind explodes with ideas, abundant with new ways of description and portrayal. But as you write, the ideas keep coming. You can't write, type or speak fast enough to even start to delineate your ideas.

Your writing, in an attempt to say as much as possible, becomes fragmented, unrecognisable from the tumbleweed of ideas. People compare your scripture to a poorly written form of Absurdist Theatre. You are criticised, mocked and belittled.

Eventually, insanity takes over. Your life becomes a worthless string of ideas no-one else will ever know. Life is not worth living and you die, knowing that all your work you have ever created will die with you, left in cold, wet alleyways to rot or in places no-one will bother to look. You are forgotten, lost amongst the ever expanding history of our people.


I wish observation of the quantum world doesn't change its state.

Nothing changes at absolute zero. Hope you've got a jacket.

I wish for my computer to become the best, most efficient, and most powerful computer on the market, while still allowing me to run my system properly, and without deleting any of my data.

[nightmarelord11]

I wish for my computer to become the best, most efficient, and most powerful computer on the market, while still allowing me to run my system properly, and without deleting any of my data.

Your computer become just that, the best computer ever to grace the realm of man. At midnight a week after your wish is granted, The nerds come together and plot to kill you with their ray guns and bladeguns.
You are violently nerded to death and your computer is stolen. Have fun roaming the world as a spirit.

I wish for beavers.

[LeafWarrior254]

I wish for my computer to become the best, most efficient, and most powerful computer on the market, while still allowing me to run my system properly, and without deleting any of my data.

Your computer become just that, the best computer ever to grace the realm of man. At midnight a week after your wish is granted, The nerds come together and plot to kill you with their ray guns and bladeguns.
You are violently nerded to death and your computer is stolen. Have fun roaming the world as a spirit.

I wish for beavers.

Wait, I'm a tree...
I wish beavers won't eat me.