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Post by Lee Katarn on Aug 22, 2009 13:26:23 GMT -5
Granted. It's Jarael's distant cousin five times removed. Same attitude, 200 pounds heavier, and a face only a mother could love. She also has a lack of manners, but her fighting skills are equal to Jarael's.
I wish my capital class ship was fixed. Thanks alot Ryan.
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Post by Astefan Macillan on Aug 22, 2009 13:28:01 GMT -5
Your capital ship is fixed, but you can't afford the fuel costs and so it remains stranded in the middle of nowhere. Even if you had any fuel you still don't have a crew, partly because you can't afford to pay them. Also the insurance premiums are a bitch, and between that and the costs of fixing the ship, you are flat broke and over your head in debt to the Exchange. And we all know how *that* goes...
I wish my new girlfriend would lose 200 pounds.
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Bhob Dhur
Pilot
<Well exCUUUUSE me for not showing a little optimism in the face of impossible odds.>[C01:FFA07A]
Posts: 59
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Post by Bhob Dhur on Aug 23, 2009 16:41:53 GMT -5
<Granted. Your new girlfriend loses two hundred pounds' worth of your stuff while helping you move.>
<I wish I had my father back, you son of a schutta.>
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Post by Christopher Michael on Aug 26, 2009 17:40:17 GMT -5
Granted, though he becomes invisible when others look at him.
I wish Master Vandar patented and sold his 'special' pie that the students can't keep out of their mouths.
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Post by Lee Katarn on Aug 26, 2009 21:29:53 GMT -5
Granted. But since the students can't keep it out their mouthes, they all choke to death.
I wish I owned the Exchange. Now I owe Stephen for this one.
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Post by Jerex Talan on Aug 27, 2009 6:33:43 GMT -5
Granted, but now you have to run an extra 4 profiles, and now everyone is interacting with them. To keep up, you now have to post ten times in an hour with each profile. Good luck.
I wish, I wish, upon a star, that I could build a repulsorfield generator.
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Post by Zez-Kai Ell on Aug 27, 2009 9:39:08 GMT -5
Granted. You build one, but just as it's completed it blows up and kills you in the process.
I wish I could get off Dantooine.
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Post by Darth Bandon on Aug 27, 2009 19:14:34 GMT -5
Granted. Your corpse leaves Dantooine in a casket.
I wish I could at last kill Bastila Shan.
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Post by Atton Rand on Aug 27, 2009 19:17:42 GMT -5
Granted. You kill Bastila. But she haunts you every day and night until you finally go insane and commit suicide. Then she haunts you in the afterlife.
I wish I could have been the one drinking it up in a cantina while Lee fought the giant killer robot.
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Post by Hokan on Aug 27, 2009 20:06:54 GMT -5
Granted, but Lee was unable to combat the giant killer robot. Your entire party is killed. Game over. Return to main menu. Oh, and you forgot to save.
I wish there were more people interested in creating a Mandalorian Commando squad with me. (Hint, hint. Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge. Eh, eh? Know what I mean, know what I mean?)
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Post by Lee Katarn on Aug 27, 2009 20:11:15 GMT -5
Granted. But the squad is filled with n00bs that gets YOUR whole party killed. You never saved. Restart!
I wish I wasn't killed by giant killer robots.
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Post by Hokan on Aug 27, 2009 23:55:41 GMT -5
Granted. You get killed by microscopic killer robots. Nanites to be exact. They consume you slowly from the inside out. You too forgot to save. It apparently is an epidemic around here.
I wish Jedi had a better sense of humour.
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Post by Jerex Talan on Aug 27, 2009 23:58:47 GMT -5
Granted. You're killed by miniature murderous droids as a jedi laughs about the irony of the situation.
I wish I could build an exoskeleton robot.
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Post by Lee Katarn on Aug 28, 2009 0:09:40 GMT -5
Granted. The exoskeleton robot explodes, however, and takes you out with him. You die by explosion again. Oh and you forgot to save, yada yada yada.
I wish I would save more often.
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Post by Ar'kikze S'ss'nixztoo on Aug 28, 2009 0:27:16 GMT -5
Granted. But you save so much that it bogs down your game files and causes it to crash every time you try to play.
I wish people knew the difference between your and you're
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Post by Jerex Talan on Aug 28, 2009 0:40:44 GMT -5
Grant, and yet, through they're sleep exhausted, drunken, and non-caring states, they still manage to accidentally mix them up. Constantly and consistently.
I wish I could beat people to the posting punch.
(After proof-reading in my sleep deprived state, I realized I used the wrong their. BUT I left it. Just to annoy you. Lol)
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Post by Cabur Skirata on Sept 8, 2009 9:24:22 GMT -5
I'm not quite sure what the posting punch is, but granted. Clearly this is something that irritates everyone else and they beat you to death with copies of the book "eats, shoots and leaves."
I wish I had an adamantium endoskeleton, complete with some badass retractable claws.
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Post by Ryan McHugh on Sept 8, 2009 20:07:34 GMT -5
Granted, but you're not Wolverine. Even if you survive the process, adamantium is poisonous and a slow, painful way to die. Also, the claws hurt every time.
I wish that WAS a moon.
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Korja Vevut
Mercenary
A warrior's duty is to survive.
Posts: 68
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Post by Korja Vevut on Sept 9, 2009 21:01:43 GMT -5
granted. but it's an evil sentient moon from a children's star wars book that eats alderaan and then luke and han and leia and ben and the series just ends there, very unsatisfyingly.
i wasn't kidding about the children's sw book moon thing. it was the premise for one of the jacen and jania books.
i wish that my shift key would work when i wanted it to without damaging any other aspect of my life or anyone else's life.
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Post by Lee Katarn on Sept 9, 2009 21:07:41 GMT -5
Granted. But you overlook the fact that the delete key is damaged. When you go to push it, it short circuits and electricutes you. It gives new meaning to the word delete.
I wish I had a cookie.
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Post by Christopher Michael on Sept 9, 2009 21:40:49 GMT -5
Granted, though now your cd and dvd drives dispense cookies, which prevents your computer from reading cd's and dvds. At least you can munch as you surf the internet.
I wish I had fast reflexes.
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Kimi Balis
Sith Hopeful
I am not head of catering! I can kill catering with a thought!
Posts: 8
Character Species: Human
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Post by Kimi Balis on Sept 9, 2009 23:16:50 GMT -5
Granted! Now you're constantly in something like bullet time all the time! Have fun living your entire life in slooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwww mmmmmmmmmmmmoooooooooooooootttiiiooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
I wish that the other Sith weren't so boring when it came to fashion.
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Post by Vogga the Hutt on Sept 10, 2009 4:49:43 GMT -5
Granted. The sith now take all their fashion advice from Bruno. Vader wears lederhosen as his costume of choice and the rest of the sith remove their dark veils to reveal that they all dress like Julie andrews from the sound of music. As their rule is by fear and they are never taken seriously again all sith die out, spending the last days of their lives performing in west end shows.
I wish I had a magical performing monkey.
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Post by Kom'rk Vhon on Sept 11, 2009 20:11:18 GMT -5
Granted, though it loathes you for enslaving it and making it perform magical tricks. So in the middle of the night while everyone is sleeping it stabs you with a rusty spustina two hundred and forty seven times then takes your corpse to an unknown planet.
I wish I owned an unknown planet.
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Post by Christopher Michael on Sept 11, 2009 22:36:41 GMT -5
Granted, though since its an unknown planet, no trade route can find it.
I wish the next person that replies to this gets his/her fill of Master Vandar's pie.
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