Magic Anons! [Anon specifies time for all of these]
Hot Lips:Aren't you the yummiest thing? Everybody who comes into your askbox finds themselves suddenly wanting to kiss you!
The Emperor:You are convinced you have some fantastic new clothes. In fact, you are completely naked, and you just can't see it. Everyone else can, though!
Social Pariah:Oh dear. You have an aura of repulsion around you which means your friends, lovers, and enemies find themselves unable to bear being near you for long.
Rumour Has It!:Psst, have you heard that one about....? You might not have, but everyone else has heard a bunch of delicious rumours about you. If you're particularly unfortunate, they may even have reached the news. Anon specifies the rumour.
In Heat:Someone's a little bit *needy*. Actually, you're so overcome with lust that you really, really need something to happen. Like, right now. And you'll whine pitifully until you get it.
Howl:You are now a werewolf, and sugar, it's full moon. Have fun with that.
Sensory Deprivation:You've just lost one of your five senses. Oh no! Anon specifies which you lose.
Freaky Friday:You just swapped bodies with one of your friends! Anon specifies who.
Walking Dead:It's the zombie apocalypse. You've just been thrown head first into it. Friends/followers of yours can join in too, if they want!
Sick:Oh dear, you're a little bit poorly with ------ [anon specifies]. Rest up, and get cuddles and chicken soup!
The Stork Has Come:Congratulations! You have a bundle of joy on the way!
Arrow of Cupid:You suddenly fall head over heels in love with whomever the anon specifies.
Duck:Guess what you've just been turned into. Quack, quack!
The Chosen One:You are suddenly the hero of a famous book or film. Worse, you still think you look like you, but everyone else sees *them* instead.
Let's Dance:You suddenly can't stop dancing. Worse, your dance moves look like your parents doing the macarena in 1999.
Blades at Dawn:Oh dear, you suddenly are filled with a desire to fight with everyone you meet!
Real Bad Things:You wake up after some time of excruciating pain to find yourself thirsting for something which sure as hell ain't water. Yep, you're now a fanged denizen of the night. If you were already a vampire, you're now a vampire hunter instead.
Thirteen, Going On...:Oh no, you're now thirteen again. Enjoy your renewed youth!
Violet, Sebastian:Whatever your gender is, you're now something else.
With a Smile and a Song:Yes, you're now a Disney Princess. No matter what your gender was before.
Mutant and Proud:You're now a mutant. Anon specifies what your power is...and who you work for.
Hail to the King:You now think you're the Ruler of your country. Nobody else agrees with you, understandably.