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Granted, you land inside Jubilex.
I wish for a new pair of boots.
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Granted. You got them from fishing, and they barely count as boots due to how broken and old they are.
I wish for something to happen that doesn't effect me in any way.
Looking for a campaign? Or, perhaps, trying to start one? Come join Rolegate! Just send me a friend request (same name as here) and I'll help you get started! Ducks are just geese lite. Focus on the future. It'll become the past soon enough.Istari and White Counsel in Club. Not the wish-granter of a thread.Become a Plague Doctor today!Join the Knights of the Random Table and Calius and Kothar Industries!Homebrew: Artifact, DungeonMay be offline due to school
Wish Granted! All the destruction you have ever caused has been reversed.
I wish to be able to create swarms of harmless spiders at will.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, they are not under your command and spin webs in inconvenient places.
I wish for a sabertooth tiger kitten
Wish Granted! You are whisked away to 400,000 years in the past, right next to your kitten. Their mother then proceeds to disembowel you.
I wish for a 1-foot diameter sphere of diamond.
Granted, it appears 1 km above your head and hits you at terminal velocity, you die.
I wish for a normal kitten.
Wish Granted! The kitten appears inside of your lungs, and you cough up hairballs until you die.
I wish for an +3 Adamantine Helmet
No! The kitten!
Granted, it is sized for a mouse and does not fit you.
I wish for the kitten to appear next to me completely unharmed.
Granted! The kitten happens to have two long, sharp fangs. Hey, wait a second...... Its mother comes and disembowels you. Again.
I wish for a briefcase full of bees.
Granted, the briefcase cannot be opened unless the bees inside win a majority vote to open it.
I wish for sabertooth tiger repellent
Granted! It appears inside of the briefcase full of bees.
I wish for a padlock, specifically one that can fit a briefcase.
Granted, it is locked and you don't have the key.
I wish for catnip.
Granted! The catnip appears near the saber-tooth tiger mom, and now you have a lucid saber-tooth tiger that wants you dead on your hands.
I wish for a Tarrasque. No regrets.
Granted, the tarrasque appears in an innocent village and destroys everything.
I wish for a saber to fight the tiger
Granted! The saber is made of a tooth, that is still attached to a tiger....
I wish for a nice cut of medium-well Tarrasque steak.
Granted, but the meat of the tarrasque is poisonous so we you eat it you die.
Since you didn't wish for something, the genie has crippling depression since they think people are only friends with them for their wish-granting.
I wish for the Genie to feel loved and appreciated.
Granted, now everyone loves the Genie so much they stop wishing for a year so he can have some time off.
I wish for a tarrasque to be my friend.
Granted! The Tarrasque wants to come over to your place, but crushes the entire city trying to find you.
Let's mix things up. Genie, what do you want?
Okay.... Sounds good.... What?.... Got it.
The Genie wishes for a brand-new car.
Granted, it is a very nice car, but the genies legs are made of smoke and he cannot drive.
I wish for a motorcycle
Granted, you land inside Jubilex.
I wish for a new pair of boots.
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Granted. You got them from fishing, and they barely count as boots due to how broken and old they are.
I wish for something to happen that doesn't effect me in any way.
Looking for a campaign? Or, perhaps, trying to start one? Come join Rolegate! Just send me a friend request (same name as here) and I'll help you get started!
Ducks are just geese lite. Focus on the future. It'll become the past soon enough.
Istari and White Counsel in Club. Not the wish-granter of a thread.
Become a Plague Doctor today!
Join the Knights of the Random Table and Calius and Kothar Industries!
Homebrew: Artifact, Dungeon
May be offline due to school
Wish Granted! All the destruction you have ever caused has been reversed.
I wish to be able to create swarms of harmless spiders at will.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, they are not under your command and spin webs in inconvenient places.
I wish for a sabertooth tiger kitten
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Wish Granted! You are whisked away to 400,000 years in the past, right next to your kitten. Their mother then proceeds to disembowel you.
I wish for a 1-foot diameter sphere of diamond.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, it appears 1 km above your head and hits you at terminal velocity, you die.
I wish for a normal kitten.
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Wish Granted! The kitten appears inside of your lungs, and you cough up hairballs until you die.
I wish for an +3 Adamantine Helmet
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
No! The kitten!
Granted, it is sized for a mouse and does not fit you.
I wish for the kitten to appear next to me completely unharmed.
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Granted! The kitten happens to have two long, sharp fangs. Hey, wait a second...... Its mother comes and disembowels you. Again.
I wish for a briefcase full of bees.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, the briefcase cannot be opened unless the bees inside win a majority vote to open it.
I wish for sabertooth tiger repellent
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Granted! It appears inside of the briefcase full of bees.
I wish for a padlock, specifically one that can fit a briefcase.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, it is locked and you don't have the key.
I wish for catnip.
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Granted! The catnip appears near the saber-tooth tiger mom, and now you have a lucid saber-tooth tiger that wants you dead on your hands.
I wish for a Tarrasque. No regrets.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, the tarrasque appears in an innocent village and destroys everything.
I wish for a saber to fight the tiger
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Granted! The saber is made of a tooth, that is still attached to a tiger....
I wish for a nice cut of medium-well Tarrasque steak.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, but the meat of the tarrasque is poisonous so we you eat it you die.
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Since you didn't wish for something, the genie has crippling depression since they think people are only friends with them for their wish-granting.
I wish for the Genie to feel loved and appreciated.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, now everyone loves the Genie so much they stop wishing for a year so he can have some time off.
I wish for a tarrasque to be my friend.
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.
Granted! The Tarrasque wants to come over to your place, but crushes the entire city trying to find you.
Let's mix things up. Genie, what do you want?
Okay.... Sounds good.... What?.... Got it.
The Genie wishes for a brand-new car.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Granted, it is a very nice car, but the genies legs are made of smoke and he cannot drive.
I wish for a motorcycle
Keep your friends close, and enemies closer.