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Well I wasn't bothered about winning before but the mention of free toast, well that makes all the difference!

I'm actually just enjoying somewhere to vent all the wild randomness that rampages around my skull and all this out of the box thinking has already inspired me to create an actual (if somewhat conceptual) effect, so thanks for that Mr Skutt.

Incidentally does any one know if the Betty Ford Clinic would accept a booze adled, star struck plastic wildebeest?

Hey Mike,

Can you garuntee the Toast will still be hot when you post it to the lucky winner? I hate cold toast.

Toast

I was just enjoying the thread as I have have S/S and Serendipity but toast you say?

hmmmmm - this callls for another think!

Me too Flash, after that last effect I started to think of ways to recreate what I'd just freestyled in my head (without the mini Sankey, maybe with a fly or a common or garden imp). Unfortunately I then went to see Losander lecture last night. Now I don't care about anything except making inanimate objects move slightly, and how on God's earth that darned man made a bloody table float up in the air 3 feet from my face. And I looked underneath it. And then he took his hands off it. Sod.

FACES AND SOME RANDOM RUBBISH!
You hand your spectator a pack of cards and ask them to shuffle them and remove one card - they have a 92% free choice!

Handing them a marker pen (included*) you ask them to sign the card across it's face.

Now THIS is where things get really interesting!

Instantly, your spectator's FACE disappears!

You ask someone to name any item that exists within their house. Let's say they say the "Toaster".

You ask them to run along now and fetch it from wherever it may be. They run off to the toilet and fetch it out. Screams are heard from within and in the next few seconds your other spectator comes rushing out - on the toaster is the SPECTATOR'S MISSING FACE!! Their face then vanishes from the toaster (which then turns in to a dove!) and reappears back on their head!

Now how cool is that?!?!?

But what about that playing card, I hear you ask?

Ah yes, well, the playing card then. After this brief miraculous interlude, you continue along to your re-faced spectator:

"Now, your playing card is somewhere in this deck which you yourself have shuffled - correct?"

"Correct."

"Good. Now I want you to eat these playing cards."

After much use of your persuasive techniques and persuasive powers (handgun included) your spectator will find themselves fearfully munching through your brand new spanking lovely deck of Bikes.

As the finish you say:

"Good, now nobody could know where your playing card is now, could they? Well, apart from your colon that is, A HA HA HA!"[/i] (special manic laugh techniques included.).

(It is actually making its way through their pet fish's digestive system, thanks to the specially included hand-crafted gimmicked gaff.).

You now go on to reveal the colour of their sofa through a specially-constructed PA (only works with pink and yellow sofas), before saying:

"But tell me, have you ever regurgitated any of your food before? No? Well, you are now. I want you to imagine - ooh, something's coming up! What is it? Regurgitate those cards fool!"

Suddenly from their mouth comes a DIY-STYLEY COLOUR SAMPLER BOOKLET!

"What colour did you say your sofa was? Orange? Turn to it, now, in the booklet, turn to it NOW!"

They flick through and where their shade of orange should be is a PICTURE OF THEIR SOFA!

But wait, not only just that - it gets better! A whole lot better!!

Not only is their sofa in their colour there, but so is an image of THEIR BROTHER DRAPED ACROSS THE SOFA, NAKED - or, at least, he would be if it weren't for that playing card about his - well, you know what I mean.

Needless to say, that playing card IS THEIR SIGNED SELECTION!

Miracles do not come any more confused and illogical than this!!

**POINTS TO MAKE A NOTE OF!**

*Comes complete with gimmicked face and sofa
*Completely hands off from your spectator!!
*Instructional booklet included!
*Comes complete with specially printed elephants!
*Diabolical!

And all for only...

$2.98!

"Music to our ears"

A spectator is approched in a nightclub or disco where music is extremely loud.

The magician finds that he cant shout loud enough for the spec to hear him so instead he pulls out a pad.

He writes "Can i show you something very cool"

They reply "Ok, go on"

So the magician adds underneath "What song would you love to come on next? Any song at all"

They write "Ok...Chico time" (for example only! LOL)

The magician reads her comment and then adds pictures of musical notes around the song title she had written.

He then rubs his finger across the page and slowly the chosen song is played.
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Four King Hell

Well that’s really all I have. I have just always felt that would be a great name for a card trick.

Ok Ok. So you want details.

You take a borrowed deck of cards and find the four Kings in a magical way.

Is that enough?

You hand the four cards to the spectator who checks they are what they seem. They verify this for you. You ask them to smell the cards to make sure they will recognise them if the see them again.

You ask them to hold their hand out flat and place the four kings in their hand face down. They do as you ask.

You pick up the first card and blow on it as it visually disappears right before their very eyes.

You pick up the second card and holding it at finger tips at both ends you suddenly and with great gusto (gusto to be supplied by the magician) clap your hands together. When you remove your hands the second king has disappeared.

You pick up the third card. You show the face of the king to the spectator, then very slowly turn it around so that they can only see the back of the card. You give it a flick with finger and apparently nothing happens.

You asked if the spectator saw him disappear. They say no. It is still in your hands. So you slowly turn the card around to show a blank card and a very smug look on your face. (Whatever anyone says, everyone loves a smug magician – trust me).

The last king you say is the most difficult one. The king of spades. Some have even said he represents the devil. You pick him up and wrap him in a very innocent looking piece if tissue paper. You throw the wrapped card in the air and exactly at that moment, the king bursts into flames and completely… and utterly… vanishes.

So where did these kings go to?

You take off your shoe, out of which you pull four kings. You ask the spectator to smell them to verify that they are indeed the same four kings from the start…

Ok. So no wildebeest or cheerios, but heck of an effect eh what? And besides. Cheerios and wildebeest? That is just plain ridiculous.

For Sale

"Nail two things together that have never been nailed together before and some schmuck will buy it."

-George Carlin-


You procede by nailing a box to an obscure object chosen by the spectator, maybe a modem.

Then, you offer the obscure object to the spectator to buy. Naturally they refuse.

You open the box, inside the box, is a smaller padlocked box, you produce a key with porridge ( ), open the box, inside is a leather pouch fastened tight shut when you open this the spectator's wallet, cufflinks, watch, wedding ring and phone are inside.

You remove the these items giving the spectator the object.

They protest - then, with a flash all the items are back with the spectator and the objest has turned into a plastic wildebeest (for Flash) or any other item which can be given to a spectator (or submitted to the Betty Ford Clinic)

Ideal for stage!

Aaargh! Annoyed to find this thread so late on! This is the stuff I love. I'm known to be quite creative on these boards, so I better enter this quick! So, here it is. Do note that this is reccomended for the male performer. I simply call it...

Nipple

After another truly amazing performance, you graciously take your applause and sit down. The audience chatter and conversate to one another about how their signed card ended up folded up in your pocket, and reminisce about when you made the sponge ball appear in their hand! Everyone's having a jolly time. You're having a conversation to a group of spectators, and the subject of life's mysteries is brought up. Everybody asks the regulars- 'What do you think happens when you die?', 'Chicken or the egg?' and 'How do they make marmite?'. As everbody is so busy asking questions rather than answering them, you decide to not only answer a question, but also prove it. Everybody doubts you, and give you suspicious looks. You rip of your shirt, and they give you even more suspicious looks. You then belt out the question-

'Why do men have nipples?'

Everybody chuckles and smiles, thinking about the humour laced into this absurd, yet logical question. You settle the group down and begin.

'Watch this' you say as you slowly reach over and cover one of your nipples with your hand. Everybody watches closely. Slowly, with no peculiar moves, you drag your nipple across your torso and leave it to neighbour your other nipple. Everybody is shocked. They are astonished. Just as they begin to wonder if you are human, you drag it back. The entire room is silent. Nobody knows whether to clap or cry in fear.
'Now,' you say 'you think that was strange? I was just warming up.'

You show your hand to be as bare as the audiences logic. You proceed in slowly waving your hand over your left nipple. Upon which it vanishes. Completely. There is nothing there but flesh, squishy empty flesh. You wave it over your other nipple, and it too vanishes.

'Where are they?' somebody mutters from the astonished audience.
'Ahha!' you continue 'Thats the interesting part.'
'Many of you may think that they have vanished, correct?' The audience slowly nod. They are hooked on your every word. You could shoot one of them and they wouldn't care.
'They have not vanished at all. In fact, when I waved my hands over them, they merely passed through my body'
Your audience shake their heads in disbelief. No way. He coudn't have.

You turn around and show to your audience that there, happily resting on your shoulder blades, are your nipples.

You put your shirt back on, and conclude-
'Why do men have nipples?' you say, 'well it's obvious isn't it. To entertain!'

Your audience burst into applause, and everything is on the house.




There you have it. A lovely nipply trick.

Nice one Mr Kabbible! That answers that question! This installment isn't as good as that or everyone else's entries, but as they say "better out than in!":wink:

Flashy in Wonderland!!

Imagine this, it's 8am and you're reading your daily horoscope by everyone's favourite astrologer Gerald the WonderWildebeast (incidently you're a gemini) it says the following:

Gemini
"Today you will recieve an important yet unexpected gift from some secret admirers so remember to accept it with a good grace. It is a good day for work and doors that have previously been closed before will open for you with ease, you will also be part of a surprisingly large social gathering later today, after talking to a fellow guest you will be delighted when you discover you have more in common than you first suspected, but remember, watch out for low ceilings!


After guffawing into your breakfast at the ridiculous meanderings of the plastic wildebeest (having seen a documentary on phoney psychics by the eminant wildebeest debunker Dr B. Nana-Fish) you suddenly hear a loud knock at the door...
Tentatively you put down your bowl of linkios and canadian toast, (you're not expecting any visitors) and make your way to the front door.
Whereupon opening it you're surprised to discover a particulary smelly shoe with a vaguely familiar odour. You are even more startled to see four dwarves, heavilly disguised as Elvis impersonators, hiding behind two nailed together bushes. You thank them (naturally) but realising they've been discovered they blush and promptly vanish.
"How very peculiar" You mutter as you make your way back inside sniffing the shoe. Suddenly you see the time, realising you're going to be late, you plop the footwear into your suitcase and dash to catch the train.

There is a quiet buzz around the office, and for some unbeknownst reason everyone is very nice to you, in fact bizarrely the office is incredibly busy, there are loads of people you've never seen before. But something more troubling is playing on your mind... The shoe had a distinct smell... A smell you recognised... Why it was the smell of Mr Mandrake, the hard nosed VP! Excitedly you remove the faux Crocodile skin loafer from your bag for further examination and discover, something you had missed before... A key is gaffa taped to the sole, it has a small label attached by a straggley piece of hairy string and on the label are written the words "BOARDROOM- authorised personnel only!"

"Blimey" you think "What a important yet unexpected gift!"

Unable to wait until your lunch break you creep to the boardroom and slowly turn the key, tentatively opening the door, half expecting to get shouted at. You are shocked to find the large room crammed to the rafters with people welcoming you in. Finding an available gap you squeeze in, next to a particularly attractive lady with a shopping basket full of bananas.

"Hello, you're not a gemini are you?" Says the lady.
"How did you know" You reply
"Well we're all geminis, we all had a surprising gift this morning and wound up here! Some long haired bloke made my shopping turn into a bananas and inside the largest one was a minature magician called Jay holding a key to get in this very office".

"Blimey!" You cry as realisation slowly dawns, Gerald's Wildescope was right all along about your future, but he wasn't just right about you he was right about all the Geminis who read the paper! Now just one question remained... What did he mean by watch out for the low ceilings?


Obviously this effect is not available to the magic community as it involves years of study, practise and amazing Wildepowers.

Ok after that last post I think Gerald and I have reached the end of our creative partnership, it's just not like the old days, since fame hit we've had to come up with bigger and bigger illusions just to keep our lucretive sponsership deals (besides I've heard he's started moonlighting for Pitto). Anywho I decided to go back to my roots and make a minor escapology miracle, apologies if its not as wildelicious, but I fancied a crack at a more (ahem) sober(ish) piece.


That Sinking Feeling

"Going live in 3...2...1"

"You've seen fearless performers escape from a tank of water, and you've seen death defying escapes from coffins buried under tons of fresh earth. Well tonight live on this network, Flash will perform the impossible, an escape never before performed, that combines the most lethal aspects of both these dangerous performances, tonight for your viewing pleasure Flash is going to attempt to escape quickdrying cement. Good evening Flash."

"Good Evening Bob and good evening to the folks at home."

"Run us through whats going to take place"

"Well Bob, first Firefighter Fred here is gonna tie me up tighter than a turkey with this high tensile fire hose. Then he's gonna heat weld oven mitts on to my hands, rendering the fingers fairly useless. I'm then gonna hop over to this safe and stand inside while it is filled with water and a rare species of deadly and venomous African jelly fish, when only my head remains uncovered the door will be locked. and the safe will be carried over to this here cement mixer. The whole safe will then be placed in this giant steel box and quick drying cement will be poured on top of it... Only when the official adjudicator judges the cement to be fully set can I begin my attempt."

That's great Flash, we wish you all the luck in the world. How long are you anticipating the escape to take?"

"Well the boffins have estimated that once the cement has set I'll have about 78 seconds of air left, so I hope it doesn't take much longer than that..."

"Now Flash, I guess the question that everyone at home is asking... when will Gerald the Wonder Wildebeest be arriving?"

The Conceited Card
A murderous spin on the Ambitious Card

You spread through a regular deck face up showing a good mix. Turn over the deck and have the spectator select a card. The card is shown (King of Spades) and returned to the middle of the deck. You explain the premise of the ambitious card and show the card rising to the top of the deck.

You notice on the third rise to the top that the king now has an anxious look on his face. You explain that the other cards are envious of his powers and have been taunting him on his rise to the top.

As the king rises through the deck for a fourth time you notice bruising on the kings face and his tunic is torn. His sword has blood on it and is held, ready to defend the royal honour. You explain that the deck is now in a state of civil war. On the fifth rise to the top, the king is slashed to death.

You tell the spectator not to concern themselves as the murderer will be easy to find as they will have blood on their hands. You hand the king to the spectator, but as you turn the deck face up you find that every card face is now slashed, battle weary and covered with blood. When the spectator turns over the king, he is gone but in his place is bloody blank card with the words Viva La Republic! written upon it.

Selecting card magic for small children is often a difficult challenge, but this one really hits the nail on the head. Hold on ... that gives me an idea ... So Tommy how old are you? Four! Well Tommy, take this nine inch nail. Now Tommy, do you know what trepanning is all about ...

"Telephone Surprise"

"INCREDIBLE STREET MAGIC"

"FAB"

"WOW!"


Your in the street, waiting by a telehone box.
It rings, "thats unusual" so you answer it.

You come out and tell a random member of the public its for them. You persuade them to go and answer.
Surprise, surprise the guy on the phone greets them with thier full name. (which was at no point revealed to magician)

The Best Damn Trick... Ever

"Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, I am going to do something all magicians have dreamed about and are still dreaming about. All except me that is. After many sleepless nights, I have finally achieved it.

I am going to show you the best damn trick... ever! Everything you know about magic will be an element in this trick. Everything you ever saw used in any, and I mean ANY magic trick or show will be involved in this death-defying illusion.

There will be cards, yes. Coins, definitely. Rings! Paper money in all denominations! There will be guns! Saws! Animals! Water! Pencils! Balloons! Airplanes! Roller coasters! Stooges! There will be blood! There will be gore! There will be danger, mystery, dancing, prancing! And best of all, there will be skimpily clad ladies!!

Are you ready? I said, ARE YOU READY?!??! HERE WE GOOOOOOOO!!!!

BEST! DAMN! TRICK!..... EVER!"

The magician then produces a copy of Murphy's Magic Supplies full catalogue out of thin air and receives his thunderous applause.