Tery215
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I create a quicksave file, modify it so I have 5 million roots, and quickload. I buy the VAB. My rocket hill.
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Granted. You receive 2thing. I wish for a new list.
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Granted. You are the victim of an endless wishing loop that caused you to wish that, and will force you to wish that for the rest of your existence. I wish for some chili.
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Granted. The self-replicating wishers you wished for overrun the universe. I wish for a teleporter.
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Granted. People will be surprised by the skeleton that they'll find years later. I wish for a very big tomato.
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Transmit vs Recover
Tery215 replied to whiterafter's topic in KSP1 Suggestions & Development Discussion
It's possible that the thermometers & barometers and such aren't entirely spaceproof, so you would send them back to ensure they still work, or recalculate the data you have after you finish the mission. -
Granted. The complex nature of 4-dimensional spacetime causes your pocket to contain headcrabs. Lots of headcrabs. I wish for chips made out of wheat.
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Granted. It doesn't have any fuel in it, and you're on the highway. I wish to get to part 2.
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I hide the hill inside of a mall. My hill.
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Granted. It is a human shaped asteroid that's going to work, and brought coffee. I wish to be an eternal rock.
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He always yells "boring" in apprehensive posture. jilomm
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Granted. Their delivery vehicles are made out of delicious cakes, but you have to pay a lot for the cakes they deliver. Even more to pay for those cars you just ate. I wish for time dissolved in water.
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(try deleting the first dupe post, kwerbal) The duna hill disassembles itself because it's in shpace. My dust cloud.
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Granted, you get a novakid woman. Your bed combusts. I wish to forget english for a minute.
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Granted. The phone can only call cells, which don't make very good friends. I wish for a cell friend.
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Granted. I lied about the perfection, it was made with baking fire instead of baking soda. I wish for the scroll button to be fixed.
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Granted. The banana yells "radioactive" and horrible monsters come out of it. I wish for the necronomicon, as written by an 8 year old.
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Of course there is! Waiter, there's a robot in my soup! It's quite rude, too.
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Granted. Snails are now extinct, and due to the food chain, so are memes. I wish for memes to be spelled "mymies"
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Granted. Instead of having an impact, bumps spontaneously appear everywhere. I wish for a flawless spoonorc.
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Granted. People still go to work, even though they're charred skeletons. I wish for everybody to get a mineral.
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Granted. Circles are now hexagons, and every planet in existence explodes. I wish for more activity.
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Granted. Your eyes require a temperature of 360 degrees Celsius to function. I wish for circles.
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Granted. They spontaneously explode from being where air also is. They're still pretty tasty on the ground, though. I wish for the Joker.
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Granted. Any form of logic that is dispensed will result in explosion of head. Humans slowly evolve to say illogical things. I wish for a mining unit.