Not knowing the conditions of these wishes, ALRO tried his first,
“I wish to be the biggest, richest ROCKSTAR in the world,”
Jezbel winced.
Faye Godsmom offered only a curt nod, “As you wish…” and then she added, “I am sorry!”
POOF
ALRO found himself in squalor. His belongings were few, his apartment was sparsely decorated, with a broken-down tv and torn sofa. Only his +10 Guitar of Awesomeness and his amp set to 11 remained the same.
“What the…” ALRO scratched his head.
“Courtesy of our mutual friend.” Jezbel admitted, “Any wishes granting riches were to have an opposite result”
“Gah,”
“She is a crafty wisher, that Irlandesa!” Godsmom said, “But now onto your second wish, ALRO , but remember the same rules apply,”
ALRO frowned. “I see”
He thought on it for a few moments, the mystic pair standing patiently.
“I got it,” he said, “I do not wish any riches at all; I only wish to be able to play guitar as good as Stevie Ray Vaughan could!”
“Done!”
As Faye and Jezbel departed, Voodoo Chile rented the air!