sarnoga wrote:Granted. In a fit of dementia you create a horrible virus that turns everyone into brain dead lepers with rotting flesh. You catch the virus too and no longer have enough will to create any more living organisms.
I wish everything in the world was always pleasing to me and nothing ever happened that I did not like.
Wish granted but crazy people hear about what happend to you and begin beating you out of jealousy and since everything is always pleasing you, you like and enjoy the beatings. Eventually you die from this and your death is a very painfully pleasing one.
I wish to have thousands of different labeled pills that I could use to transform into different people and things.