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Made in gb
Roaring Reaver Rider






Warwickshire

granted, it's mouldy

I wish for global anarachy
   
Made in gb
Crazed Spirit of the Defiler





The eye of terror

Granted, you get brutally raped at gunpoint by Horus' ancestors.

I wish for more food.

If you see slaanesh, just look away.
"I can't look away!!!"
 
   
Made in us
The Conquerer






Waiting for my shill money from Spiral Arm Studios

Granted, its laced with Mercury.

I wish for a free new 40k army.

Self-proclaimed evil Cat-person. Dues Ex Felines

Cato Sicarius, after force feeding Captain Ventris a copy of the Codex Astartes for having the audacity to play Deathwatch, chokes to death on his own D-baggery after finding Calgar assembling his new Eldar army.

MURICA!!! IN SPESS!!! 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted, but its defective.

I wish for a beautiful, elegant, soft-spoken, and gentle girl who isn't a trap to be with me forever.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
Veteran Inquisitorial Tyranid Xenokiller






The Peripheral

Granted. However, you cast into a hellish parallel reality in which to escape back to your love, you must have raunchy hankie pankie with your mother in law for just long enough for her to be not worth the effort. She is 150 years old, weighs 700 pounds, insists that she must be on top, and screeches in banshee wails whether she is asleep or not.

I wish for dinner.



 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted, but you're allergic to the food.

I wish for a gentle, beautiful, elegant, soft-spoken girl to be with me forever with no strings attached.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in gb
Courageous Space Marine Captain






Glasgow, Scotland

Granted but a plane drops on you and she suffers from depression and becomes a crazy, psychopathic, unstable husk or a person, in excruciating emotional pain 24/7. Meanwhile you are in the Afterlife filled with regret about your wish and forcing this women through that, and you are already dead so suicide isn't an option. She eventually suicides and joins you, but she is broken and hollow and you two exist in a state of depression for eternity, unable to even make contact for there is an iron chain on the ground around the both of you, effectively sealing both of you in 2 seperate bubbles forever, untill someone moves them which no one can do because they are built into the ground.


I wish for enough money to buy my own copy of Dark Vengeance so I can have DA and sell the extra Chaos lord.

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Made in us
Veteran Inquisitorial Tyranid Xenokiller






The Peripheral

You work hard enough to buy a copy, but because of the international banking scam, your life savings is forfeit after you acquire the DA. You are forced to sell all but one model of DA in order to eat.

I wish money didn't matter.

 
   
Made in us
Scuttling Genestealer




Granted. Without money you cannot obtain food you and everyone you love starves to death

I wish I had a pet dragon that would never betray me

Tyranids 1500

 
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

wolftheassassin53 wrote:
Granted. Without money you cannot obtain food you and everyone you love starves to death

I wish I had a pet dragon that would never betray me


Granted - but he gets killed by a knight in golden armor with a crimson cape and armed with a burning sword.

I wish a Covenant Fleet would glass Europe and North America.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Granted. They begin but then decide to come after you instead.
I wish the primer was dry so I could start painting.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - but its so dry that it starts to flake off.

I wish that after North America and Europe were glassed, China's forces and military bases and all military bases/forces in the South Pacific were glassed as well, then a slipspace anomaly takes the Covenant Fleet away - leaving Japan as the premier power in the Pacific.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in gb
Lethal Lhamean






Kanto

Granted. However Africa suddenly becomes very powerful, develops nukes and blows you up.
I wish I had more time.

   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - but now you have no money.

I wish the TENSHI (equivalent to SPARTANs) disabled the nukes and plunged Africa into civil war.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in au
Pulsating Possessed Chaos Marine





In Firenze kicking Templar arse.

Granted, but they die.

I wish I lost my anger management! Lol

A Wise Ork once said a profound word: WAAAAAAAGH! Then he got trampled in the incoming stampede!
Current Army: Orks (2000+)
Fido198674 wrote:You know, O great dreadlord......who was that first ork to yell WAAGGHH? According to you sig, his name would now be Squishy, or Smooshed, but I wonder.....
 
   
Made in us
Scuttling Genestealer




Granted but then you get very angry murder a man and spend the rest of your life in jail being raped by a very 'large' man

I wish i could fly with a forcefield around me that i could interact out ove but not be damaged

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Tyranids 1500

 
   
Made in au
Horrific Horror





Wish granted, but you get caught in a turbine of a massive A3A80 airplane carrying 400 people onboard, although your invulnerability saves you, it causes the turbine to explode, rendering it useless. The airplane then falls on a orphanage, there were no survivors...

I wish that I could rewrite the GK codex

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Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming

Granted, after the editor monkey goes through it it is actually worse than the old DH codex was in 5e.

I wish my sore throat would go away!


DA 4000 points W/L/D 6e 3/2/0
IG 1500 points W/L/D 6e 0/2/0
And 100% Primed!  
   
Made in au
Horrific Horror





Granted, but the doctors are forced to remove it due to complications. You are now on permanent life support and have to be fed through a little tube.

I wish for more wishes
   
Made in us
The Conquerer






Waiting for my shill money from Spiral Arm Studios

Granted, but you are suddenly overcome by a insane attraction to Poodles and you blow every wish on them.

I wish I had my own personal island complete with secret lair.

Self-proclaimed evil Cat-person. Dues Ex Felines

Cato Sicarius, after force feeding Captain Ventris a copy of the Codex Astartes for having the audacity to play Deathwatch, chokes to death on his own D-baggery after finding Calgar assembling his new Eldar army.

MURICA!!! IN SPESS!!! 
   
Made in us
Deathwing Terminator with Assault Cannon





Gillette Wyoming


Granted, its an old island used for nuclear testing, and the secret lair is filled with radioactive killer moss.

I wish I had a fish.

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DA 4000 points W/L/D 6e 3/2/0
IG 1500 points W/L/D 6e 0/2/0
And 100% Primed!  
   
Made in us
Quick-fingered Warlord Moderatus






Granted. You own a pirhana (sp?). And it finds your foot very tasty.
I wish Republicans would grow a spine and put a stop the Tea Party Movement.

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Lord Judicator Valdrakh of the Atun Dynasty (6th Ed: W:3, L:4, D:0)

 H.B.M.C. wrote:
Well GW were mostly responsible for the Berlin Wall, so it's natural for some people to harbour resentment towards them.
 
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Granted. But while they are doing so and distracted the democrats win everything.

I wish Warlord Games was sold in a shop around here.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in au
Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot





Subsector Australia

Granted. It lasts for a day, then GW moves in with its land raider and demolishes the store.

I wish I had an Imperator Titan.
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Then the US military steal it.

I wish I was a Shinigami Captain.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in au
Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot





Subsector Australia

Granted. You then trip over your robes and fall onto your sword.

I wish I had an Imperator Titan that I could could keep locked up in a locker, made with TDA grade ceramite.
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

Granted - but you forget the combination for the locker.

I wish for cake.

(BTW, I've worn something similar to what shinigami wear, and I've never tripped - it doesn't actually drag over the floor you know.)

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
Made in us
Dwarf Runelord Banging an Anvil





Way on back in the deep caves

Granted. But you forget the combination for the locker.

I wish Historicon was still held here in Lancaster.

Trust in Iron and Stone  
   
Made in au
Lone Wolf Sentinel Pilot





Subsector Australia

 Tadashi wrote:
Granted - but you forget the combination for the locker.

I wish for cake.

(BTW, I've worn something similar to what shinigami wear, and I've never tripped - it doesn't actually drag over the floor you know.)


Well the whole point of this thread is to corrupt your wish. So I gave you extra long robes that drag over the floor
   
Made in ph
Ancient Venerable Dreadnought





Thousand Sons Battleship wandering the galaxy...

 Far Seer wrote:
 Tadashi wrote:
Granted - but you forget the combination for the locker.

I wish for cake.

(BTW, I've worn something similar to what shinigami wear, and I've never tripped - it doesn't actually drag over the floor you know.)


Well the whole point of this thread is to corrupt your wish. So I gave you extra long robes that drag over the floor


Oh, I see...now let's get back to the topic.

I should have left him there. He had served his purpose. He owed me nothing - yet he gave himself to me willingly. Why? I know not. He is nothing more than a pathetic human. An inferior race. A mon-keigh. But still I broke off my wings so that I might carry him easier. I took him from that place, into the snowstorm where our tracks will not be found. He is heavy. And he is dying. And he is slowing me down. But I will save him. Why? I know not. He is still warm. I can feel his blood ebbing across me. For every beat of his heart, another, slight spill of heat. The heat blows away on the winter wind. His blood is still warm. But fading. And I have spilled scarlet myself. The snow laps greedily at our footsteps and our lifeblood, covering them without a trace as we fade away.

'She sat on the corner, gulping the soup down, uncaring of the heat of it. They had grown more watery as of late she noted, but she wasn't about to beggar food from the Imperials or the "Bearers of the Word." Tau, despite their faults at least didn't have a kill policy for her race.' 
   
 
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