Somehow, all of the monopoly money falls into my hands. I determine what spell was cast on them, and burn up the bills, so I am the only one who ever sees it. Hence, nobody else is affected by the spell, and hence there's nobody I want to kill for them.

Looking at my spellbook, I notice a spell called Sabbath Curse in it, and I cast that spell on the next user, without trying to figure out what the spell does first.

I innately understand that if I defy the strictest Sabbath rules ever decreed, I'll experience the Ten Plagues of Egypt centered around me and confined entirely in whatever room or acre I am in. So once again, I grab some snacks and my laptop and wait it out in the bathroom until it's over.

Having taken a closer look at a spell I previously botched, I cast Elderwood Embrace correctly this time on the next user's lawn.

Unfortunately, the Sabbath rules consider using your laptop to be work, and therefore you end up experiencing the Ten Plagues of Egypt despite your best efforts to avoid them.

Granted: There's now an old tree, or at least there's one until the authorities notice the tree that towers over everything else in the area and order it cut down.

I cast Greater Arcane Healing on the next user.

My recovery from the plagues is swift, but now my home is flooded with dead flies/frogs and the pipes are stained red. I cast Mickey Mouse's Animate Brooms to remove all animal remains from the premises.

Well, the brooms come, remove the animated brooms, but it seems that you left the contrabassoon you used to cast the spell over at my place, and it's now mine.

Using the contrabassoon, I create some minor vibrations by playing a really low note on it. (Specifically, I play the lowest note, a low b-flat; for those familiar with the piano, it's the second lowest note on that instrument.) The next user can feel this note, and might even be able to hear it.

(By the way, while I obviously don't own a contrabassoon IRL (they're too expensive), I have been able to try one a few times, and I can get that low b-flat out.)

With my own contrabassoon, I contravene by playing a contrapuntal e-flat. If the sound is not unpleasant, then the notes are not out of tune; which is, of course, the contrapositive.

I then cast Contradict on the next to appear; let's see how they controvert it.

Well, it seems that you made a mistake with your fingering, failed to press the pancake key (or whatever the contrabassoon equivalent is; it's been a while since I got to try one), resulting in you playing an E, which leads to a tritone, which is a dissonance (I believe called something like the "Devil's Interval" or something; back in the day, composers weren't supposed to use that interval).

Being tired of these low notes, I take a piccolo and play a piercingly high B-natural (in the third octave, so I believe this may be the second highest note on the piano).

Sound reached my ears after four years of journey; I play it repeatedly on my way back to Earth.

Casting, Truth-Telling spell enhanced with a Quick-Tongue and protected by the Shield of Opinion.

It seemed the spell failed, and as a result, the first sentence of my reply is all lies.

I cast "Request of Typeless Wish". (This is a spell that, if successful, allows the user's next wish to be completely unconstrained, overriding all the usual safeguards. I could, for example, wish for omnipotence, for more wishes, or for absolutely anything and it *must* be granted, even if doing so would be completely impossible.)

Then, I make that wish: "I wish that this wish will not be granted."

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You are good at it! I wanted to write the greatest poem on this planet and beyong.

Casting five self-duplicates and chain of spells on them triggered by deletion. Chain contains resurrection, All seeing eye, luck, and spells restorer.

Unfortunately, I was wearing a bone mail, which resulted in resurrection having the opposite effect.

I cast Animate Dead on the next user.

With every cell of my skin and hair now being alive, I am in constant and horrible pain.

I cast the Killing Curse on my reflection, unaware that the next person is on the other side.

That Bone Mail I'm wearing protects me from the curse. In fact, it causes me to come back to life.

I cast the Dreamspell on the next user. (Anyone remember that spell?)