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Yayniall:
You're cured entirely of your stage shyness, but you lose all actual talent, also you forget to wear pants everytime you preform.


I wish all stone was limestone.

Finin:
You get a kidney stone, but the limestone chunk that comes out ruins your nether region.


I wish I could breath fire.

Zingoleb:
Your wish is granted. The first time you actually try, the fire shrivels your lungs into nothing but desiccated husks of what they once were, the flame traveling through your windpipe and burning your body, cooking your organs, roasting you alive from the inside out.

You do, however, look really cool when this happens, and you're auto-cremated in the process.

I wish I was pretty (oh so pretty), I wish I was I was pretty and witty and gay.

Patrick:
You are pretty, witty, and a flaming homosexual. You are also in the middle of Topeka, Kansas, and the year is 1955.

I wish I could sleep longer today.

Zingoleb:
Oh, snap.

You can sleep longer, but only because the rest of the day is filled with back-breaking labour.

I wish I had my bouzouki.

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