you get so many little iconed tags that you get reported by the secret CIA agent that has been following you around lately and get banned from the game. You fall into deep depression from lack of playing the game and and develop paranoia of other people who may be watching you that eventually you drink a cup of deut and spawn a little radiation...
..that mon dragon blocked just in time before killing you and everyone in your city. But you end up living the rest of your life alone and in dispear, watched constantly by the goverment for any dangously suicidal activities.
I wish I had someone to mutiplayer with on TPT's new mutiplayer lua script (yes, I made it rhyme)
you get stuck with the job of having to monitor EqualsThree
(unfortunately I'm not on a computer right now... Tommrow :)
I wish I was on a computer.
Granted. You get sucked into a black hole where you survive the mass inflation instability and emerge into a universe made of antimatter.
I wish I could survive extremely hot temperatures without igniting or vaporizing.
You are captured one day and sold into science, and for the rest of your life are forced to deal with insanly hot tempatures that you can survive, but without Intence pain/burns.
I wish that the world was square
Granted, but it's lumpy with maggots and pus and you realise this when you've already drank it.
I wish for a motorboat driven by a half crazed mongoose.
he doesn't, but you still get maggots in your milk the next time you drink some (if you never drink milk again, you get maggots in the next beverage you drink.
I wish all these corruptions would somehow affect the corrupter.