Wish/Jonathan/Gym
"What's this?" Allorah questions as the two of you look upon the building before you.
"Why, it's a gym of course!"
"Who's Jim?"
"What, no. A gym! A place where people work out."
"Ah! Silly me!" Even that was a bit too ditzy. You start to wonder if this innocent behavior is all some kind ploy. Your thoughts are interrupted by the young jinni idly twirling her hair, an innocuous smile on her face. "I guess I still have a lot to learn...master~!"
Well that settles it. She is just way too *cute* to be devious! "Ahem. Yes well, back to what I was saying. Inside this being resides a person so evil, so vile, that I can barely utter his name without a giving a shudder: my arch nemesis, Jack!"
"Uh-huh..." The young jinni's thoughts begin to wander off in boredom.
"Oh how that meat-headed bastard thinks he's oh-so-better than me. He constantly demeans me with stuff like: 'Hey Jon, I know someone who can help you with that slouch of yours!' or 'I'm worried about your health man, have you been eating well?' Well no more! Allorah!"
You turn your head towards her as she quickly brings her head up in attention. "Yes?"
"I wish for super strength! So I may finally show up that good-for-nothing Jack."
"Sure thing master!" With a quick wave of her hand, a small amount of sparkles float out of her fingers and onto you. "All done!"
"Excellent!" You turn back towards the gym. "Now-wwWWWHOA!!"
As your head swivels about your neck, you feel a massive force cause your head to fling off into the direction you were turning, strong enough to carry your entire body through the air with it! The flight is quickly halted by a nearby wall as your body slams into it, bruising you in places and causing a minor concussion. Between the ringing in your ears, you can make out a young voice, "Are you alright master?"
"Wh-What did..." No sooner than you open your lips that you attempt to gently lift your arm off of the wall, causing another high-speed excursion into the side of a tree. "...you do...?" You mutter before falling onto the ground.
"You said you wanted super strength, right?"
"Then why am I-" A quick raise of your head brings you high up into the air. "AAAAAHHHHH!!!"
"I guess you must be stronger than even your own body now!"
"AAAAAHH-" With a loud thud, your tired body drives into the ground below, motionless save for your quiet breath.
Having her fun, Allorah leers over you and asks, "You want me to make you normal again...?"
"...yes please..." A quick snap of her fingers and you're able to stand yourself up again, traumatic pain notwithstanding. "That better have not cost me a wish."
"Don't worry! My master made sure all my wishes come with a wish-back guarantee! I can revert the effect of pretty much any wish you make without requiring another wish. You don't get your original wish back, though." Her voice then takes on a hushed tone. "Just don't tell Elerneron. He wasn't asked before this rule was made up."
"Don't tell who?"
"Nothing! Heehee."
"Wait, so does this mean you could've fixed my arm at any time?"
"Well sure, but I think you look cool without it." Her eyelashes flutter to accentuate her statement.
"I'm leaving it off then!"
"(Idiot...)"
"Alright, I guess sheer power won't work then. Let's just go inside; I'll think of something." You enter the building with Allorah following suit. Sneaking your way, you finally come across Jack, going a moderate pace on the treadmill while on his cell phone. "Look at him! He's probably talking about girls or beer or something else stupid..."
"...Yeah that physics test was pretty challenging. For question ten, I couldn't remember if I was supposed to dot multiply the vectors or cross multiply them..."
"What a dumbass. Okay then, follow my lead!"
How do you finally take your revenge on Jack?
| Reflexes: | 3 | Strength: | 2 | Resilience: | 1 |
| Dexterity: | 2 | Speed: | 1 | Stamina: | 2 |
| Health: 30% | |||||
| Perception: | 5 | Knowledge: | 1 | Willpower: | 4 |
| Logic: | 1 | Wit: | 2 | Focus: | 1 |
| Intellect: 72% | |||||
| Empathy: | 1 | Presence: | 3 | Confidence: | 1 |
| Charisma: | 1 | Rapport: | 2 | Influence: | 3 |
| Sanity: 12% | |||||
- Wished for more genies: No long-term effects.
- Wished for a burn on his arm to go away: Right arm is now detached.
- Wished for super strength [REDACTED]