07-19-2005, 09:17 PM
Jeunemaitre,Jul 19 2005, 12:11 PM Wrote:Through an odd twist of fate, involving a near death experience in an italian restaurant, a side order of tomato sauce, and a copy of last month's Popular Science Magazine you discover an inate ability to transmute matter. Worlds of possibility open before you, indead a near infinate combination of objects lurk just beyond the fabric of reality, just waiting for you to use the seam ripping tool that your mind has become. The future of man-kind is a coin, one side - hope, the other - despair. You are the thumb upon which the flip of that coin will begin. Vast power seems to pulse in your fingers. One problem though, your control is rather poor. You seem adept at reproducing items from the environment of that Italian restaurant, and even better with the menu items, but when you tried for the cure for cancer, you turned a pile of lab coats into a camel and when you tried for your Destruct-O-Ray, you managed to turn a house-cat into an exquisitly detailed miniature reporoduction of the Great Barrier Reef. It seems that the coin flip upon which our destiny hangs has bounced off your outstretched hand, and gone rolling off under the couch of chaos theory. Perhaps there are set recipies for this sort of thing?
I wish my ISP was a bit more stable.
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Granted. The servers are now sitting on a very hard to knock over block of stone. It absorbs vibrations, doesn't tip easily, and the stone is very hard to split. in order to maintain this block, your internet rates have gone up by 200% or $50 a month, whichever is greater.
I wish I could shoot lightning from my hands.
I may be dead, but I'm not old (source: see lavcat)
The gloves come off, I'm playing hardball. It's fourth and 15 and you're looking at a full-court press. (Frank Drebin in The Naked Gun)
Some people in forums do the next best thing to listening to themselves talk, writing and reading what they write (source, my brother)
The gloves come off, I'm playing hardball. It's fourth and 15 and you're looking at a full-court press. (Frank Drebin in The Naked Gun)
Some people in forums do the next best thing to listening to themselves talk, writing and reading what they write (source, my brother)