Your spell succeeds. Night falls, and you can no longer hear yourself talk.

After a while, day breaks, and the spell wears off, returning everything to normal.

I decide that the world needs more transfinite religious birds, so I cast Summon Cardinal, pointing the spell in the direction of the next user.

You summoned Cardinal in my home right now. I'm glad that it is not transfinite number of them because It would mean the end of the world. Problem is that you summoned the Cardinal and not a cardinal so French novelist Marie Cardinal suddenly appears in my room. That would be positive if she was not already dead and a zombie. Luckily she was slow and I could handle her, barely.

Now I'm picking French novelist brain, not in way I would have thought of. Suddenly I start feeling strange craving for it, although it is not fresh, actually it is very putrid. Oh no! I have been bitten by her. With last modicum of sanity I cast zombie cure on next person that replies on this GOG forum thread.

I reply to my own reply and cleanse myself from this terrible zombie curse. Now I cast Summon husky puppies on next person :)

I use the puppies on a sacrificial altar...

As a tribute to a necromantic rite. Summon the soul of a deceased person to the next person, in order to reveal the location of hidden wealth and divine the future.

Looks like I've encountered the soul of a 6-year old kid. Sorry you had to die so young. She does seem to know the whereabouts of a great treasure, though...

Followed her directions. Turns out it's a treasure horde of the 6-year-old-kid-variety: a stash of candy.

While in a sugar-induced haze, I take a peek into the future: Skyrim confirmed!

That's great news and all, but the backlog ain't getting any shorter. In hopes of getting to Skyrim one of these days, I cast Time To Play.

The spell causes me to pick up my clarinet and start playing some music.

While doing so, I somehow manage to hit a high note with such volume that it causes the glass in the room to shatter, causing cold air to come in. Oh dear!

I cast Level Drain (spell that permanently reduces level) on the next poster.

Well, that's just great. My first floor apartment is now the basement.

In retaliation, I cast Summon Boggart, to turn into someone's greatest fear.

It appears that my true fear happens to be an idea, not a person, and therefore the Boggart is unable to transform into it. As a result, it appears only in its true form, which is not something that words can describe.

I cast Username Drain (similar to Level Drain, but reduces username rather than level).

The spell fails because the username Drain was already taken.

I cast Shadow Domain on the next user.

I felt like being an emo goth and put black and white facepaint on my face. I write bad poetry about self-inflicting pain.

I cast Dr. Pepper on the next poster.

Thank you! I am now the third-best at whatever I do. Which is a substantial improvement, trust me.

To share the love, I cast Become Hufflepuff on the next to comment.

I have become Hufflepuff.....and have no idea what that means.
:shrug


I cast "Pop Culture Confusion" onto the next user.

Well, the spell just froze my skirt, but fortunately I was wearing fleece leggings underneath, so I'm still OK. (Fleece leggings are actually very nice in the winter time; they keep your legs warm even when the temperature goes well below freezing. You should try them if you live in a climate where it sometimes gets that cold.)

Because I feel like it, and because I'm not in the mood to see interactions take place, I fire a few quintillion sterile neutrinos at the next user.

That are absorbed, because i regularly practice the 5 elements chi kung meditation sessions.

I use the Dragon Dance empowerment on me first and the reiki energy transfer touch on next person.

I run away from the weird dancing guy who is trying to touch me *there*...
As I don't seem to lose him so easily, I try to block his chase by summoning a fleece wall between us, but I fumble and it ends up falling upon the next user.