Be careful what you wish for...

[Valesse]

Originally Posted by The Elf-warrior

I wish that Radagast was a professor of ornithology at the University of Minas Tirith.

Due to the nearby roaming of flatulent unicorns, your wish has been made real!

Radagast becomes a professor of ornithology as well as the head auger for Denethor. Denethor is very impressed with Radagast's ablities and sends Faramir to learn his wise ways in thus he never becomes a Ranger of Ilithen. When Saruman comes to collect Radagast's allegience (in vain) Radagast claims that Saruman is such a fool that his brain must be less than if not equal to the wing-span of a fully laden hummingbird of the Greater West Arda.
Insulted, Saruman sends orcs to crush the unsuspecting Minas Tirith right around the same time as the attack of Pelennor field: in thus all of the Lord of the Rings heros die (or die again, in the case of Gandalf)... except for Frodo and Sam (so far).

Now aren't you glad there is no such thing as a flatulent unicorn?

I wish, like Achilles, Gil-Galad and all other elves had a weakness for Colby-Jack cheese.

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

Originally Posted by Valesse

I wish, like Achilles, Gil-Galad and all other elves had a weakness for Colby-Jack cheese.

Your wish is grantet, but the weeknes for Colby-Jack cheese was a fatal weeknes and no elf could come with in a radius of 50 meters of Colby-Jack cheese with out suffering a horribel death. Sauron found this out and in the Battle of Dagorlad the Last aliance faces a army clad in Colby-Jack cheese. Of course with the elves all dead the men of Arnor and Gondor suffers a total defeat.

I wish, that Fingolfin would have defeatet Morgoth.

[Eonwe]

I wish, that Fingolfin would have defeatet Morgoth.

can you make a negative consequence for that? ill try.

Your wish is granted. Unfortuantly, when Fingolfin returned, the news was out and he was an instance celebraty all across middel-earth. paperozzi stalked him day and night. fan-girls when quite crazy. eventually, he worked out a deal with thingol, and retreated to a secluded wood in South beleriand, where he spent his time fishing in the small lake, writing boring novels that never sold, and smoking cigars on this front porch while swishing away the flies. so ended Fingolfin, High Kind of teh Noldor, in a most unbecoming fasion.

i wish sauron didn''t turn evil.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

i wish sauron didn''t turn evil

Granted. However, Gandalf becomes evil instead and because he is so wise, he manages to take over the world very quickly and everything turns to durst.

I wish that when Hurin had taken Morgoth’s eyes with him when he left Angabnd so that Morgoth was blind.

[Valesse]

Originally Posted by Hookbill the Goomba

I wish that when Hurin had taken Morgoth’s eyes with him when he left Angabnd so that Morgoth was blind.

Boy, Hookbill, there must be something about you that stirs up these faerie's allergies but fortunately for you it grants your wish!

Hurin -yoink!- takes Morgoth's eyes when he leaves Angaband and goes on his merry way. Sauron sees what has happened to him and decides that this is the "in" thing and puts out his eyes... in retrospect he also decides that that was a very bad idea. Later... (after Sauron is defeated at the Last Alliance of Men and Elves) instead of a Great eye, he becomes a Great jaw, and instead of feeling watched wheh Frodo puts on the ring, he feels like he is getting chewed on.

Frodo, being basically bite-sized, is overwhelmed by the very thought and abandons the quest forever.

I wish Gwindor was a huge klutz, I really do.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Actually I was trying to make a reference to when Morgoth says something like "With my eyes you shall see." *shrugs* Perhaps I didn't do it that well.

I wish Gwindor was a huge klutz, I really do.

Granted. So much so that he brings about the destruction of Arda. No one is sure how, but it involved zebras and wasps.

I wish Legolas was constantly drunk in Lothlorien.

[Eonwe]

Originally Posted by hookbill of teh goomba

I wish Legolas was constantly drunk in Lothlorien.

Your wish is granted. Legolas hit the bottle, and when he hit the bottle, he hit it hard. He spent his days sitting on the flets, staring morosely at a half empty bottle. As the wine fell, his spirits rose. By evening, he was feeling fit as a hobbit in summer. Then he would climb down from his flet, and go out wandering in the woods of Lorien. Invariabley, his wayward feet lead him (seemingly of their own accord) into the darker parts of town. Here there were pits that waited for good souls to entrap. Invariabley, his wayward feet led him (seemingly of their own accord) into the deepest pits.

It was always the same story. There would be good friends and good drinks. But these friends were really the treacherous kind that steal your money, and you drink. After a few drinks, there would be a fight. A few chairs would be broken. Then the bouncer would try to throw him out of the pit. But he fought them. Legolas liked it in the pit. Eventually he would move on to find some new entertainment, and would walk off down the street, breaking windows with a chair-leg.


I wish Gandalf would have mediated strategic ring limitation talks between Sauron and the Elves.