"Well, Nick we have Nate, hailing from the city of Minneapolis. He's interested in transforming into a mythical creature, ideally a satyr or centaur although he states he's open to other options..." said Frank, the announcer.
Nate bounded up on to the stage, grinning from ear to ear in anticipation of his transformation. He walked over to the wheel, where Nick and Donna were standing. He greeted both with a simple hello.
"Now tell me Nate, you seem pretty open to the type of transformation, as long as it's some sort of mythical creature, is that right?" asked Nick, who then pointed his microphone to Nate.
"That's right. As long as it's nothing female. I'm quite happy with my gender. But getting turned into some sort of beastly creature could be fun, I think," replied Nate.
"What if it doesn't land on either centaur or satyr, then what?" asked Nick.
"Well, I'd hope for Minotaur or maybe a dragon. Those would be cool," replied Nate.
"Very cool, next up for the spin is Donna. Let's see how she winds up, shall we?" said Nick.
Donna walked up to the wheel and gave it a spin. She watched as it clacked through each option with intense anticipation.
The wheel slowed as it landed on card "90 lb Thai boy" card.
"What? No!" cried out Donna as the transformation took hold and she slowly shrank down to a Thai boy of roughly 14 years in age. "This game is rigged, rigged I tell you!"
"Don't worry Donna, you'll have another shot in the next round," said Nick. "Now then, Nate, it's your turn."
Nate walked up to the wheel and gave it a good, hard spin. The wheel rolled around, clicking rapidly past each card. Nate watched with anticipation to see what he'd be turned into. Finally the wheel slowed down until it stopped, landing on...