GunStarHero

Granted... You have made a choice many would regard as terrible. A tragic power now courses through your mortal coil. Not only do you see what lies before you in the light, you see through the shroud of the darkness. Untold horrors and fetid machinations greet you from every angle. You see through time and space itself, the true evil of our realm laid bare before you at every turn. You're off the edge of the map. Here there be monsters. The dead never truly die. They know you see them, they know you are still tethered to the mortal plane. One by one they claw at you, some begging for forgiveness, others seeking vengeance. To them, you are legend. To the dead, you are god. They outnumber the living, 100 to 1, some more broken than others, but all cry out in anguish for your gift. Sleeping will do you no good. You won't be able to anyways. You will never be able to ignore the damned souls that surround you ever again. I want the power to create rainbows!

Someone's bout to catch the people's elbow at 30,000 feet.

Best of luck on that. One of my uncle's has his own private jet but he doesn't fly it himself. Come to think of it, I haven't been on his jet since like 1999. He had this massive CRT TV and like 8 drawers full of VHS tapes. A wise investment.

He is a protagonist in the Shores of Jersey lore and his character is far more interesting than yours.

Oh my god.

You see, Zeni? I told you it's gotten stale. Get some new material. Pretend to be Pauly D or some shit. Just something new.

Pfft got that already.

Setting the snake free... Is that a euphemism for masturbation?

Granted but the only person you can ever interact with is a naked Geordi La Forge. I want the power to brainwash others.

Granted but there is no lubrication so you feel every bit of that bill. And the bills themselves are painfully counterfeit. I want the power to control every volcano.

Granted. Every video game ever released becomes trivial beneath your unyielding might. Nothing escapes you and you complete every challenge, no matter the difficulty, without breaking a sweat. But it becomes boring. No game is stimulating. What was once a leisurely past time is now a chore. You literally cannot fail. Games lose their appeal. There is nothing left. No pleasure comes from crushing every thing you play. You grow bitter. Game devs and other players accuse you of cheating. In a way they're right. But in another way, you no longer care. This once incredible past time has become a joyless husk of it's its former self and find yourself yearning for a challenge. You impose personal handicaps and multitask but nothing can stop you. Before long you swear off it all and quit altogether. Game Over. I want the power of the elements.

Granted, but to maintain this power you have to watch the entirety of the movie Leonard Part 6 each time before using it. I want the power of necromancy.

Granted but you become confused and hurt yourself in confusion. I want Saitama's one punch powers.

Granted, you may now add one Orichalcos card to your Yu-Gi-Oh deck. Check current banned card lists for details. I want the power to conjure and control fire.

You are now stuck inside Minecraft. I want the power to use the Kamehameha Wave.

Granted but every time you break an electronic, you destroy every one of its kind across the globe. I want the power to change my voice.

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Granted, but you're still gay from before. I want the power to shoot (and control) lasers from my eyes.

Granted but you can now only breath underwater. I want the power create portals.

What chu be playin?

Carbon monoxide poisoning probably.

If I ever have a child it will be through adoption. Also my mother seems to think that I will definitely have a daughter and that she will love all the clothes her grandmother gives her. I wont let any child of mine be dressed by my mother. I swear she thinks Muppets and potato sacks are high fashion icons. Got my little sister looking like Vigo the Carpathian.

Granted but you are now gay. I want the power to conjure storms.