No not really, my friends and I fuck with each other all the time, but we never do permanent harm or majorly inconvience each other.
If I could just snap my fingers and rewrite reality, I’d totally put those closest to me through a haunted mansion to be just by a serial killer, maybe even have them die a couple of times as a joke…
Then I’d bring them back to life and we’d go to the planet of nymphomaniacs to laugh it off over a few ambrosial liqours and impossibly large breasted company.
“You really had me going with the whole Saw trap, but then when I cut off my leg to escape the trap you changed my biology so that I could just re-attach it. Such a kidder.”