Granted! Guns now shoot tiny axe-wielding Bears instead of bullets.
I wish all toilet paper in the world is transformed into Sandy Paper.
Granted! Guns now shoot tiny axe-wielding Bears instead of bullets.
I wish all toilet paper in the world is transformed into Sandy Paper.
Granted, it means we eventually learn how to consistently make ghost dumps. However, in the meantime, enjoy washing your boxers, briefs, etc... several times to get it all out.
I wish for a complete set of Dragon Balls created by a Namek as powerful as Dende, complete with a Shenron that understands French, English or German, and with the knowledge of how to summon him.
The Recipe for Disaster asks for Blasphemy, but as for me, ask for me, I give it gravity.
Granted, but since you don't have spatial awareness, you immediately teleport halfway into a wall.
I wish I was as fast as the Wall West Post Crisis Flash, as Strong as the Hulk, and had all the required secondary powers needed to use their abilities without killing myself and others
Awwww, and here I was hoping for a 3 Seashells reference or something french I can't spell
Granted, but as a result of power overload you are in a coma for the rest of your life.
I wish I had the ability to amoeba-divide in half as an alternative to losing weight which aside from the weight loss doesn't affect any of me otherwise physically or mentally.
Granted, but people now endlessly make fun of you for being a living Agario cell.
I wish that I could Kobayashi Maru the rules of this game and wish for whatever I want consequence free.
Granted, but now as necessary consequences of the game no longer exist you attract the attention of the True Omnipotent wish granter who just so happens to really really really dislikes when people don't play his game the way he wants...they used to call him Pre-retcon Beyonder...you can call him your boss.
I wish my pinky would twitch up or down only in casino games I was playing when I asked it in my head in question form to predict If I will win when I bet.
Granted and in my rabid state I bite you and give you rabies and other bacteria infections within my mouth causing you to die a horrible, painful death.
I wish everything I ate would put on muscle for me instead of fat...I can slow down if I want but when I consume food I gain muscle.
The Recipe for Disaster asks for Blasphemy, but as for me, ask for me, I give it gravity.
Granted, but the more muscle you gain, the more food you need, and the more food you eat, the more muscle you gain, you can slow down, indeed, but you'll need to be very careful and precise, to the point of paranoia, otherwise that precious muscle you gained will disappear.
As for me, I wish I had Seijuro Hiko XIII(manga version)'s skills, stats, equipment, and knowledge, from when he was in his prime, on top of my own, without my body and mind being negatively affected, without being transported to the Meiji era. That should do it.
Last edited by FrenchGemini; 08-19-2015 at 07:56 AM.