Yogscast Inspired Magic Anons
Times are specified by the anon, but default to 12 hours.:
Space: You're not from around here, aren't you? You feel the urge to go back home - and home might just be in the stars above.
Dwarf: The most beautiful thing is a nicely dug hole, and now you want to dig lots of it. Everywhere.
Science: Mad science! You’re now your typical mad scientist, and you want to show EVERYONE who snubbed you how mad you can be.
Flux: A purple stain is beginning to spread on your skin. Who knows what will happen when it covers you entirely?
Dirt: Big money is part of your motto now. Your sole aim in life is to sell dirt/[whatever the anon chooses] and to get rich off doing so.
Mahogany: Mahogany doors? Mahogany doors. Mahogany doors.
Ender: Don't blink! Every time you blink, you will be teleported to where you were looking with motes of purple light following you. Being a drama queen is optional.
Mushroom: The mushrooms/[anon decided objects] are talking to you. What do they say? They speak of such strange things, like war and insurrection.
Dinosaur: You're now a pretty good archer, or sniper - but you can't seem to talk!
Marble: It’s the best material and you know it. You have the unexplained desire to build with it, or collect it - and fight everyone who argues against it.
Green: It’s not easy being green. Not that you’re literally green, but you do love fire, and you do have a burning desire to burn things.
Walrus: You are now a walrus.
Pool: It’s your life dream, and now it’s happening. Whenever you see a cat, you must take it and keep it - and put it in a train of cats. Cats.
Owl: You’re a witch, Harry, and right now, owls love you. They flock to you and land in your hair and love being with you.
Sapling: Oh, how you love trees! In fact, you’re pretty convinced that you’re the ruler of the trees. Or you’re the ruler of the saplings.
Hoodie: You’re an ordinary guy in a messed up world. If you were weird before, now the weirdest part about you is that you like hoodies.
Solutions: There are so many problems in this world, aren't there? You believe you can solve the problems of everyone around you, no matter what the cost.
Blood: You have learned how to perform the darkest of magics. Blood magic. You seek the use of other people's blood to power your dark rituals.
Dog: Oh no. This is power - true power. You are like a god now, able to fly and conjure whatever you wish. You know what they say about power, don't you?
Cyborg: Beep, boop, do the robot! You’re now made of metal.
Fire: Wow. Suddenly, in your mind, you are filled with ideas for awesome and amazing buildings! Architectural supremacy, here you come.
Indiana Jones: With your trusty whip, you are now an adventurer and explorer of ruins and strange places!
Thunder: Every so often, lightning decides to come along and strike you for no reason. How rude.
Well: You're trapped in an uncomfortable, dark and wet place. Who put you in there? Perhaps you seek revenge.
Jaffa: Holy shit. You love and crave jaffa cakes. It’s like an addiction!
Cannibal: This is obvious.
Straw: Made of straw and stuck in the middle of a field… you’re a scarecrow now. A walking, talking, terrifying scarecrow.
Sand: All around you, the world turns into a desolate wasteland. Things crumble into sand, and the darkness spreads. Does that say anything about you?