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[Mighty Midget]

Granted, you now play like Jimmy Hendrix, and all Jimi Hendrix fans out there are laughing ther legs off.

I wish I wasn't here, but there

[Playbahnosh]

(Crap, MM was faster than me. But I won't delete this cool corruption, live with it )

O-kay, you asked for it

Granted! You are the first man to be sent to Mars, in an attempt to colonise the planet. But sadly, when you reach the planet, your ship malfunctions and you crash land. You lose radio contact with Earth, and most of you colonizing supplys are destroyed. However you have life-support...and Jimmy Hendrix's guitar you were given, because you asked so nicely. So you are on Mars. Just you. Playing the guitar. With the mad skill of Jimmy Hendrix (you had time to practise). No surprises. No rescue team either.... Just you and the guitar.

I wish the aliens would come, and give us cool techs.

[dosraider]

Lets get out the mixup you n00bs created.
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I wish I wasn't here, but there
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Granted, you're on Mars.
Play's spaceship crashes on you.

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I wish the aliens would come, and give us cool techs.
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They come, and you're assimilated.
You're a borg now.
The sun has a magnetic outburst, you're sucked into the sun's core ... hot borgy, hot!!!!

I wish my ear wasn't itching.

[chumloofah]

Granted.
You lose all feeling in your head.

I wish I could know true love

[Playbahnosh]

Granted! You now know what true love is, but unfortunatly it's so complex you cannot understand what its really about, so you go on living your normal life.

I wish I could speak to animals.

[Lulu_Jane]

Granted, the constant chattering of birds now drives you insane.

I wish for something secret.

[dosraider]

Granted, you learn the secret language of the birdies.
The constant chattering of birds drives you insane.

I wish I could live inside the sun. Must be nice warm there, never winter, aaaaaah that would be good for my ol'bones.

[Lulu_Jane]

Your bones are too cold for the sun, you kill it, and all humanity freezes to death.


I wish for no torrent leechers.

[Tulac]

Granted, there are now no torrents at all.

I wish for a scallezazumy.

[TheChosen]

Granted. Now an octopus called scallezazumy will suck your brains.

I wish for great comic making skills.