Well, it's partly come true in this case - I have read a couple of Chaucer Tales. Very...mischievous. >:) Sadly, your wish for everyone to read it results in outraged parents phoning schools to complain and the rest of the world turns several of the characters into memes.
I wish I had a library of books on all kinds of mythologies.
Originally Posted by Dallas-Dakota
Succubus gets grongratulatory cookies from me. You have stepped into the realm of puns that only the likes of Death, Your Friend the Reaper have seen.
Posting schedule likely to be erratic for the next few weeks - sorting out some personal stuff.
Granted. You have now a beautiful library full of books about mythology. They are written in such eloquent words, that reading them is pure joy, and are illustrated with the most amazing pictures. You can't wait to step in to experience all the wonders of these book. But... you can't find your key! Now you have to spend your time searching for it, all the time thinking about what awaits you behind the door once you find the key.
I wish for someone who can help the Succubus search for the key.
You can call me Juniper.
Please use gender-neutral pronouns (they/their or ze/hir) when referring to me.
Granted, however the extra fabric taken to fix this problem leaves a hole in the seat of your pants. Rather than being embarrassed, you decide it's prime time for a fashion change, and make all your pants in such style, and encourage your freinds to do so as well. To your surprise the craze catches. Bottomless pants for all!
I wish I could play bass in a band. I haven't gotten to play anything with anyone in a long time!
I hesitate to touch this, because it seems to be a touchingly romantic wish. To twist it seems wrong.
I could, for example, easily say you met as toddlers, grew up as playmates, and considered each other as siblings. That would be different, eh?
But I won't do that.
Instead I will transport you both back through time and space, and even reality. You are now the main characters in a little* novel by Mr. C. Dickens entitled Dombey and Son. She is Florence (aka "Floy" or "Heart's Delight") and thou art the intrepid Walter Gay.
I wonder who The Game Chicken is.
I wish someone would volunteer to be The Game Chicken.
*I speak with foolish fondness. The good Mr D wrote nothing "little".
@ Elemental: That's the best you can do for me? I expected better of you, Ele. As punishment, you must wear the fezziwig.
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Granted, and because it's almost too easy to twist I'll give you a few options:
You are now fired and will never get a job. Now you have the time, but not the money.
time stands still until you have read each and every victorian classic. While time stands still you can't manipulate other things except for those victorian classics, however, your biological functuions will continue
You are marooned to an uninhabited island paradise which seems to vanish from the maps and be utterly unfindable. You now have all the time to read the victorian classics, however, you will never speak to anyone again.
all the victorian classics now disappear except for one thin book. You will have a break for about 10 minutes and read this measily little book and indeed have had the time to read all victorian classics
I wish for a decent espressobar complete with barrista to be present at my work giving away delicious coffee and delivering this delicious coffee to my desk.
Your request is granted.
But your immune system atrophies and overreacts to the most harmless of microbes. Soon, a simple amoeba, its kind having dwelt in your body for hundreds of their generations without harming you accidentally provokes an immune response and soon your immune system begins to turn against you.
You begin to suffer numerous autoimmune disorders as a result and your death is slow and agonising.
Granted, the badger chews it's way out of the bubble letting you infect yourself with autoimmune diseases. keeping yourself alive makes your forumresponse drop a bit so you'll only be able to answer when 3 posts have been posted by others...
I wish for a personal muse (like the ancient greek ones, goddesses of inspiration)