Batteries never run out of power, running on refillable hydrogen cells. Alas, they are now unstable, and constantly catch on fire, causing gas stations across the world to explode. You die slowly when the NASA engineer blames you for both the theft of the fuel cell design and the fact that his baby is being worn by an ice cream vendor.
I wish I had perfect vision so I could fulfill my dream of becoming a pilot. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
Great, you get the most super vision the world has ever seen! And they want it for themselves. Now everyone want's your superb vision to work for them! Your constantly bothered by the FBI (want it for detective work), crazy scientists (for the next greatest super soldier), and anything in between that makes use of vision. Soon the world (aka Indiana Jones) decides that such great vision belongs in a museum, which is where they imprison you with indestructible permanent goggles. At least you get to spend your time with the worlds most annoying mouth. (Hey I'm in this wish!)
I wish that the whole 'The Force' was real.
(Have you ever flown a plane before, Sel?) _________________ Hamsters for life!
-=Should the need arise to wiggle to the right till feelings the resistance=-
I <3 Sel
lol. Not precisely, but I love flight simulators (I had a perfect instruments-only flight in a real small turboprop simulator at the young age of 7th grade), I have a knack for physics, and I'm just a little obsessed with flying. My life's ambition was to become a combat pilot until I found out I wouldn't pass the Navy's flight physical. I lost before I got to the starting line. Still, I might still be able to become a civilian pilot, but Airbus jockeys get absolutely no respect.
OK, fine. The Force is real. But you don't get any, and I do. I become a Sith Lord and enslave you along with the rest of the Continental U.S., southern Canada, and northern Mexico, only to be imprisoned by a Jedi Knight. And you don't get to participate in all the fun.
A chance to experience life as my fursona. He's a bit cooler than I am. And he could kick Chuck Norris' A&%! _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
You live as your fursona and kick Chuck Norris' ass. Kicking Norris' ass, however, defies the fundamental laws of the universe resulting in a divide-by-zero-like scenario which causes all existence to implode. Thanks a lot. I liked existing.
I wish for Obama to be a great president. _________________
So you get this job painting dolls, but all the raidation left over from the Syrup wars lead by Obama the Bold causes them to become animated and they set it upon themselves to creep out whoever helped create them.
I wish I was ready for the finals! (Gonna have to Eye of the tiger it!) _________________ Hamsters for life!
-=Should the need arise to wiggle to the right till feelings the resistance=-
I <3 Sel
*Jumps* Ahh! Dammit, die, toys! *Bites doll* Oh, well. Off to the Syrup Wars! Job stability, here I come!
You are ready for the finals. You are so confident that you stay up all night playing videogames and sleep straight through the finals.
I wish I could just wake up one morning with an understanding of assembler so I could make the game I thought up. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
Granted, but by the time you wake up, you forget what your game was gonna be about, and can't think of any new games to create.As a result, you end up with nothing to do with your newfound knowledge.
I wish I owned a fursuit. _________________ neurotic loner.
You can't handle the truth!
I <3 plushies
School is exciting. But Americans no longer learn anything in school, and Japan rises to world domination.
I wish I was no longer depressed. I got all depressed from watching that little "Doki and Nabi" series that Medic posted in the "watching" thread. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
Granted, but your best friend are, and one of them commits suicide. You aren't troubled by this, so your friends hate you now and become your enemies because they think that you don't care at all about anybody but yourself when in reality you were not disturbed by your friend's untimely death because of the wish you made.
I wish I had a brand-new fursuit of the correct species. _________________ neurotic loner.
You can't handle the truth!
I <3 plushies
OK... but it shrinks in the rain... with you in it.
I wish I had the materials to make a fursuit. That should sufficiently close the loopholes. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
Your wish is granted! No more panic attacks but you become extremely nervous and gain a tendency to sing about potatoes whenever you see a bus with an odd number of passengers. (Thanks for stopping the fursuit trend! Still s- oh that'd work as a wish!)
Also I know it's lame but have you tried the whole 'inner peace' thing? Actually kinda works. (I stopped having them a few months ago, but I had a bunch today for some crazy reason- Finals maybe?)
I wish I wasn't, err.. scared of fursuits.. Ok I know forget it, gah! >.> don't be too mean please.. _________________ Hamsters for life!
-=Should the need arise to wiggle to the right till feelings the resistance=-
I <3 Sel
I don't think you're a freak, Medic... *Hugs fursuited Medic*
It's dirty money. You are blamed for a recent bank robbery by a guy wearing a certain used fursuit...
I wish I had a secret identity like Batman, moonlighting as a violent vigilante and helping save CC from the bank robber who stole his old fursuit. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
Right! But your violent ways cause insane jealousy among all the super heros and villians to a point where they put aside their differences to combine their efforts in destroying you! (x.x couldn't think of anything cooler..)
I wish people would stop sticking their used gum under desks and such!
Really..!
*hugs back* ..wait, fursuit? who's.. !! *runs around screaming in a mad panic * _________________ Hamsters for life!
-=Should the need arise to wiggle to the right till feelings the resistance=-
I <3 Sel
SWEET! Archnemeses! Wait... wouldn't they disagree on tactics, though?
Hmm... *Begins planning pre-emptive attack on "League of Super Allies"*
Lets see...I'll want a kryptonite charge here... and some incindiary claymores there...
Medic, no! *Subdues Medic* It's OK! You can't possibly be afraid of yourself!
*Slaps fursuited Medic* Get a hold of yourself!
They stop sticking used gum under desks. But instead of chewing gum, they take to supergluing used condoms to the bottoms of desks. Much more disgusting!
I wish I was out of my creative slump so I could continue writing my novel. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
*whimpers, but stops panicking*
but, but... *frozen with uneasy shock*
Hmm, ok your out of your creative slump, Hurray! Yet you only exit your slump the very moment you give up on the idea of writing more, and the moment you decide to write more you enter another creative slump. In general, you get nothing written!
I wish I could make the ultimate drink! _________________ Hamsters for life!
-=Should the need arise to wiggle to the right till feelings the resistance=-
I <3 Sel
This case will take the extreme therapy. Nurse!
*Two orderlies grab fursuited Medic and bind him to a chair, tying his head back to the headrest. Sel sits across the table from him. Sel raises a mirror to the trapped Medic's face*
Confront yourself!
You formulate the ultimate cocktail, with the secret ingredient, yiffrum. You are hired to cater a party celebrating the formation of the "League of Super Allies". Unbeknownst to you, I have spiked your supplies of yiffrum with a blend of poisons. Due to your carelessness in protecting your merchandise, all of the nonviolent or marginally violent superheroes have died in screaming pain, and the supervillians were suspicious enough to not die. Way to go.
I wish I could turn 18 a year early so I could go to AC this year, not next year. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
*closes eyes* No! I'm fine I ok with fursuits now I swear! So let me go please!
Oh first off Sel! You can go to AC under 18, all you need is a signed permission slip by your parents. Would go this year but 2 reasons why I wont- 1, would be way to scared going alone, and 2? er, see above..
So your 18 now! But the problem is you have no proof of it, but still you tell them some magical corrupted wish granted by a hamster made you instantly 1 year older. They don't believe you for some reason..
I wish movies weren't so predictable. _________________ Hamsters for life!
-=Should the need arise to wiggle to the right till feelings the resistance=-
I <3 Sel
Yeah... good luck getting that from my mom, with an E in Chem and English.
Still, more time to save up money for the trip. And I'll protect you. I won't be wearing a fursuit, just some homemade ears and tail.
Movies are unpredictable. The reviewers are all liars and the trailers uninformative, so you have no way to know that the slasher film you want to see is actually a movie version of Sweeney Todd, a musical about a barber who turns serial killer. And while I admit that the play was excellent (especially the Act I finale, "A Bit of Priest"), it's not what you paid to see.
I wish I didn't have failing grades. _________________ Big guns = big funs
Hamsters are friends, not food.
I <3 x2 Medic
Gah, I got a E in typing and Algerbra.. HOW DO YOU GET AN E IN TYPING!?
Internet limited to 9 'clock now.. sucks alot.
No more failing grades! But you do have a failing brain..
I wish I had a G-B Mock6 Cannon! _________________ Hamsters for life!
-=Should the need arise to wiggle to the right till feelings the resistance=-
I <3 Sel
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