the Corrupted Wishes game

[swt&inc angel??]

granted but now you have that farting disease where you fart all the time your walking up the street and every step you take you fart.lol

I wish I was aloud to get a pittbullwrotwieler mix.

[PhilSmith]

Your wish is granted, and you get one. Sadly you soon discover why you weren't allowed to get a pitbull / rottweiler cross, and your grieving relatives have the dog destroyed.

I wish I had a soundcard and a decent monitor for my Linux box.

[Sanctus Dei]

Granted, you find your class schedule only you don't recall this being the 2004 school year.

I wish I could easily quit my bad habits.

[PhilSmith]

Granted. It's easier than you think. And I'm somewhat upset that I wasn't invited to the funeral.

I wish gothic.net's registration code automatically screened out user names containing the strings '666', '13' or 'goth'.

[She_Is_My_Sin]

Granted.But then people find more irritating names like "Dark evil twisted vampire overlord goat thing" (meh I hate names like that)

I wish all my homework was done for tonight.

[swt&inc angel??]

Granted but you flunk the class and have to do the same stuff over.

I wish I could figure out what I want to eat Im craving something so bad I cant eat anything else.

[PhilSmith]

Granted. You hunger for the taste of your own flesh, blood and organs. There isn't enough left to bury!

I wish I knew who really shot JFK.

[swt&inc angel??]

Granted but now you find out thats why your grandfather is in jail.(no offence)

I wish there was someone on here to talk to at six-thirty in the morning.

[Sanctus Dei]

Granted, and it's a n00b troll fucktard.



I wish I could run for governess *grin* of meh state and show these blow hards who run it now how to do their jobs.

[Blushing Heliophobe]

Granted.

You become Governess of State Wherever, by a landslide victory. Your first actions as State Governess are to fulfill your campaign promise - to show the blowhards how to run their jobs. Alas, however, you were only elected because everyone thought you were full of crap like all the other blowhard politicians, and once you start making sense you are framed in a dirty office sex scandal making love to -gasp- Janet Reno. You then resign, having accomplished, sadly, nothing.

I wish I had heating in my office.

[She_Is_My_Sin]

Granted.But then it gets too hot in your office & there's nothing you can really do about that.

I wish I had a decent coat.

[swt&inc angel??]

Granted but its the ugliest coat ever and no one will look at you.

I wish this damn dog would quit sitting on my lap when I type?

[She_Is_My_Sin]

Granted.It now sits on your head.

I wish people didn't prank call me.

[swt&inc angel??]

Theres already one there! My mom has to poms. and if they want to cuddle one sits on your lap the other on your head if the chairs high enough.

People no longer prank call you instead the do those retard door tricks. Like knocking and running befor you get there and setting brown paper bags with shit in them on fire.

I wish my ex would just leave me alone and quit running his mouth.

[She_Is_My_Sin]

Granted.Your ex leaves you alone.BUT you get my prank calls instead...13 year old boys making sick noises down the phone.
Lovely.

I wish I knew what to dress up as on charity day.

[swt&inc angel??]

Have you talked to the cops about your calls? You may think its a kid but if its the type of noises I think it is this kid could end up being your next peeping tom then esculating to ****** someone. (If Im telling you something you already know Im sorry but the signs pointing to whose going to be a serial r**est/murderer have always fasinated me.) Please be careful I know this sounds like Im over reacting but still.

Granted you dress up as a nun, and get kidnapp and stuck in a convent. ( I feel for you)

I whish hed quit doing drugs it took my one friend dieing six times before he cleaned up. (he was clean for the six months we were together but he went back to it with vengence.)

[Ikaros]

Granted. One day he settles down for a fix, rapt in anticipation, and finds it just doesn't work. No buzz, no high, no euphoria: just a vague sense of longing. Unable to find satisfaction, he tries switching habits, only to find the problem persists. No matter what drug he tries, it fails to have any effect except heighten his unfocused sense of need, of appetite. Without the pleasures in vice, they fall away one by one: there is no reason to indulge that which does not satisfy. It spills over to all indulgences, all pleasures: food fills the flesh but not the craving, sex is maddeningly detached. All the while, the unidentifiable yearning swells, grows, and consumes. Soon it is all-encompassing, an obsession to discover the nature of the itch and how it may be scratched. It is a question that will never be answered.

I wish I had weekly brunch with David Cronenberg.

[Godslayer Jillian]

Granted.
He hates you
I wish for the most romantic day in my life

[TheKorovaMilkbar]

Granted. And after the day is over, the actor goes home as if he never met you.

I wish I could stay 21 forever.

[Sanctus Dei]

Granted, as you remain 21 in appearance all the people whom you care about around you age and eventually die all hating you immensely because you had yet to age causing you to fear relating to anyone new... eventually you kill yourself due to loneliness and guilt.

I wish I could get a decently paying job.

[TheKorovaMilkbar]

Granted. You're now a prostitute.

(Just joking hon)

I wish I had a sports car.

[Sanctus Dei]

(I know the following is unacceptable but...) *rotflmao*


Granted, only your sports car cost you every penny you possess, in efforts to keep such a car you lose your home and all of your personal possessions... you spend your last five dollars on gas and as your needle falls to empty you realize your stranded in the backwoods of Louisiana.

I wish I had more furniture.

[Godslayer Jillian]

Granted.
The furniture have lives of their own and they always make fun of you.
I want the perfect bar of chocolate

[Moonie]

granted.
the chocolate bar was exquisite but your entire face, back, chest and ass are covered in acne.

i wish i had wireless internet ((damn you aol!))

[Godslayer Jillian]

Granted, but everyone with aol gets jealous of you and bury you below the Eiffel Tower (that's right. you were murdered by frenchies)
I wish my eyes were greener
P.S. I love french people, I just thought it was funny