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maybe thats what i wanted
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Well maybe. But I can't imagine that being true since there is nowhere else you could've gone to escape the destruction. Unless you had some kind of death wish...
In that case, I am more than happy to just kill you.
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And for the various individuals who have wished for "immortalitiy":
You become immortal, living until the end of time. Your body continues to decay and corrupt, leaving you an immortal, withered husk. You are unable to communicate with anyone, as you speak a dialect no longer spoken by anyone anymore. It would be like talking to Chaucer. Read your Gulliver's Travels people. Here's a sure-fire, uncorruptible wish: Ahem, I, BarrroomBard, being myself and no other, do hereby, hereto, and hereafter wish unto myself, BarroomBard, and no other, the throne, in title, reality, and deed, as well as the thoughts, hearts, and beings of all persons, monsters, constructs, etc. living, dead, and undead, of the entire world, including but not limited to the Material, Shadow, Astral, Prime Elemental, etc. Planes, as of this moment and for all remaining moments in any and all existences and realities, now created or hereafter created, in perpetuity until the end of my natural life, extended past the average age of my race by a sum total of no less than 100 years. During the course of my now extended lifespan, I, BarroomBard, being myself and no other, shall have an ageless body, in exactly the same state of health and physicality as I find myself in. Furthermore, I, BarroomBard, being myself and no other, shall not die nor come to any physical harm, nor disease natural, magical, nor artificial, as a result or consequence of this or any other wish. Do your worst.
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You go insane. Absolutely, stark raving mad. You only wished that you would not come to any physical harm. Also, your universe and all neighboring universes are completely obliterated, but you come to no physical harm. You are alone in the multiverse for the remainder of your life. In fact, that could be what makes you go insane!
This thread is getting better than I hoped. People are starting to use legal language. :biggrin:
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Well, does insanity count as a disease? If so, I would be free from that.
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No, unless there is a chemical imbalance or other irregularity in the brain, insanity is just a mental disorder. And plus, you only talked about physical health. Never once did you protect yourself from mental damage.
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Good, JJeff, but I refer you to the last line: "I... shall not die nor come to... harm... as a result or consequence of this wish." So, being crushed by the throne and bodies of all creatures would not kill me, it would just bury me under a pile of corpses and thrones for the course of my natural life.
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The Genie says "Oops. Oh well." and goes about his business.
Oh, also, in my wish of immortality, I wished that my body wouldn't age. Can your body decay if it doesn't age? And how can you speak some forgotten dialect if you continue to live with them and talk with them everyday from the wish date till infinity? Hmmm.... Anyway, wishes for corruption! Have fun with seemingly harmless wishes but don't say, "Ok, you die." That takes the fun out of the corruption. I wish we could have some water today. I wish that I could have 1000 pp. I wish that someone would give me something I want. I wish I had a puppy. I wish I hadn't wished that that guy was dead. I wish I could meet new and exotic people from different lands. I wish I was alone. I wish I had some new clothes. I wish that that guy was dead. I wish that I hadn't cast Magic Missile. I wish I hadn't pushed that button. I wish for lint. I wish for a better sword. Ok, that should last a few minutes.
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Thank you, JJeff. You have made this thread a success. And for my wish...
I wish that the Rod of Seven Parts will appear upon the completion of this wish, fully constructed on the Material Plane in the space 5 feet to the north of me resting upon the ground which is not changed in any way besides that the Rod of Seven Parts is now resting upon it and that the Rod of Seven Parts appearing has no effect or effects that I would deem negetive on me, or anyone or anything else I would not want to harm, indirectly of directly, in the past, present, and/or future. Beat that!!!
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Lint. Lint everywhere. You empty your pockets and find that everything you owned has now turned to lint. What a stupid wish, you think. Then lint begins to fall from the skies. It's almost as if the gods themselves were emptying their pockets of lint upon your head. Finally it stops. You're surrounded by mounds of lint, relieved that it's finally over. You turn to head to the nearest town. Out of the corner of your eye, you think you see some of the lint move. It's just your imagination, you think. But horror unfolds as the mounds of lint begin moving, clumping together, and gaining more and more mass. You stare in disbelief at the newly created blob that stands before you. Now why did I wish for lint again, you wonder. The blob's gaping hole of a mouth opens wide and crashes upon you. You are swallowed by the lint monster and your lungs begin to fill up with lint. You can't breathe. A few seconds later, the lint monster stops moving. A fierce wind picks up, scattering all of the lint to every corner of the globe. You are never found. Quote:
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The rod is now resting a space north of you on the ground which is unchanged and it appears as if everything was great, but you go to reach for the staff, and just as your hand would grab it, the hand passes right through it, you finally realize that it is incorporeal, and you cant grab it.
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