Corrupt A Wish Revived

Started by Rakala, August 11, 2008, 02:00:27 PM

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Rakala

Granted. PETA throws buckets of blood on you for throwing around the skin of a pig.

I wish every other post wasn't Jairus's. (Wink wink nudge nudge.)

Jairus

Wish granted. I don't post in here again.

I wish that they'd release Wakko's Wish on DVD already.
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Rakala

Granted. They erase all of the DVDs you already own and use them to distribute Wakko's Wish to the public. (Seriously, I was just kidding.)

I wish Micheal Jackson was still good.

Mao

Granted.  In fact he's so good that he found a vat of peanut oil and bus full of cub scouts.  He's.  Just.  That.  Good.

I wish Tim Horton's actually took debit or any credit card that I actually have.

Rakala

Granted. Without realizing it you spend all your money there, go broke, and end up having to become a whore to make ends meet.

I wish I could get a decent group going to play Ironclaw. (btw, if you're interested send me a message. Yes, I'm entirely shameless.)

Darkdragon

Granted; except after killing the first monster everyone else has to leave for some-reason-or-another.

I wish for a perfectly fine morning.

llearch n'n'daCorna

Granted. This wasn't it.



I wish my eyes were better.
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Darkdragon

You have 20/20 vision, but now suffer from achromatopsia.

I wish during the next 36 hours not to meet any unexpected events.

Rakala

Granted. You die right beforehand, that way you don't notice anything during the 36 hours.

I wish Fred Phelps weren't such a hate-mongering SOB.

llearch n'n'daCorna

Granted. His mother is now a donkey.



I wish I could focus on work.
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Rakala

Quote from: llearch n'n'daCorna on August 12, 2008, 10:38:26 AM
Granted. His mother is now a donkey.

Sorry to interupt the game but how is that a bad thing?

Mao

To answer your question it didn't solve the hate mongering part and he's technically no longer a son of a b.  He's now a son of a donkey.

Rakala

Anyways.....
Quote from: llearch n'n'daCorna on August 12, 2008, 10:38:26 AM
Granted. His mother is now a donkey.



I wish I could focus on work.
Granted. You starve to death while working.

I wish I had a life.

VSMIT

Granted, it's someone elses, someone you have no idea about, and everyone that knew them now knows you, but you don't know them.  They come up to you on the streets and say, "Hi, [Rakala]!" But you don't know how to respond...

I think I wish I could be less indecisive.  Maybe.

Mao

Granted.  You've now decided for sure that you're content to remain otherwise indecisive.

I wish I were a little bit taller....

Rakala

Granted. You become freakishly tall instead of just a little bit taller.

I wish the zit on my pinky toe would go away.

llearch n'n'daCorna

Granted. You now only have one foot.


I wish people were more creative with their corruptions.
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Darkdragon

Granted. However, since creativity is relative, everything balances out.

I wish I have the ability to shoot any projectile on to an intended target at an arbitrary distance away.

Rakala

Granted. You get sued by a random unknown author of a series of comics who wins the case, you have to give him all your money and your ability to shoot projectiles.... somehow.

I wish I had a tuna sandwich.

Mao

#79
Granted.  You get a Tuna sandwich and it's excellent, so excellent that the smell stays on you and begins to permeate even your pores and you now reek of tuna, onion and mayo.  All who approach you recoil in disgust at the ever increasing odor that you exude as the power of your stench grows to epic levels to the point where you can no longer live among your own kind, and are cast out, never to be near them, nor any of those with the capacity to smell.  You are chased away from all forms of civilization violently and go down in history as the single most revolting smelling person.  Ever.

I wish I was a baller....

Zedd

Granted, Now you are now being served by many of your friends and family as your form of a delicious  melon ball

I wish i could fire a lazer from my navel without dying or being hurt or anyone in the process of firing

shadowterm

granted, but it does not have the power to do anything besides point at stuff.

I wish I had a real Sonic Screwdriver, because that would be awesome.

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llearch n'n'daCorna

Granted. It's totally pointless, since it's not a laser, and about all it does is shine a blurry little light on anything within 10ft or so.


Hint: "LASER" is an acronym. "LAZER" is not...

I wish I didn't have to explain that.


Granted. It's a finger of vodka with the rest of the glass filled with very cold, blue gatorade, in a rocks glass.


I wish that shadowterm enjoys his drink.
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Rakala

#83
Granted. It's poisoned.

I wish the next post had exactly 50 words in it including the wish.

Mao

Granted.  He enjoys it so much that he chokes and it and as a result trips in front of traffic.  In a frantic attempt to avoid hitting him a cement truck swerves and instead rams into a building with incredible force.  The pressure from said force explodes forth and blows many things over.  Including you, into a rather large, and active, cardboard recycling machine.  This causes you to die a slow and painful death.

Granted.  Only the original post was lost due to a timed out session and it's contents were forgotten.

I wish I had a rabbit in a hat and a six four father...

Jer-oh-me

#85
Granted, unfortunately do to a wish fulfillment center miscommunication, your father's in a giant hat and you find 6^4 (1296) rabbits at home.

I wish that I understood how to do roots in mathematics by hand.

Darkdragon

Granted. However, now you must always do roots by hand.

(If you're really interested, try this page)

I wish I have the ability to control time at will, with no repercussions, caveats or quibbles of any sort.

Rakala

Granted. You go so far in the future you experience Armageddon.

I wish I could fly.

Angel

Granted.

I wish there was no such thing as getting songs stuck in your head.
The Real Myth of Sisyphus:
The itsy-bitsy spider went up the water spout,
Down came the rain and washed the spider out.
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain,
And the itsy-bitsy spider went up the spout again...
BANDWAGON JUMP!

Rakala

Granted. You end up getting in an accident which makes you a vegetable.

I wish that the corruption before this one wasn't so predictable.