Corrupted Wish Game

[Vanquish Lee]

Granted but you get kicked out for something stupid and don't get to go to college.

I wish there wasn't school tomorrow

[Alexandria Lang]

Granted. There's no school tomorrow because alien invaders launch an attack on our planet, killing billions in the first hour and driving the few survivors into hiding underground. Over the next few hundred years, the descendants of the survivors manage to live just on the brink of extinction as famine and disease ravage their existence and the alien invaders live comfortable lives on the surface world. Come the year 2477, the final survivor, a young boy named Jimmy, will scratch his way to the surface where he is met by an armed task force. The last member of the now-dead human race is gunned down, and we are never to be seen again.

But hey.

At least there's no school.




On that note, I wish I had some idea of what I wanted to post next.

[Gerg]

Granted: Its a crappy idea and we throw you out of the site.

I wish I could post.

[Maku]

Granted: You do, and it sucks. So we vote you off the island Forum. But I'll smuggle you back in~

I wish that I had a fresh salad~

[Vanquish Lee]

Granted but its so fresh bugs swarm to it and you can't eat it

I wish I was in more races today at my swim meet.

My coach does not believe in my capabilities!!!!

[Alexandria Lang]

Granted. You were in so many races that you collapsed from exhaustion, prompting your coach to start sitting you out for every single event from now on.

I wish my cat would stop yowling so much.

[Lucian Verdus]

Granted, but its silence means TOR is never coming out.

I wish I could draw coherently.

[Sulley]

You can. But no one likes your drawings.

I wish I could have a full body massage.
(Have I already wished that? >_> )

[Maku]

Granted: Except you are inappropriately massaged, so now you are in terrible pain.

I wish for ferrous oxide...

[James]

Granted: You get in a prison tattoo for helping Buba with "special needs."

I wish I could finally get some sleep.

[Lucian Verdus]

Granted; you'll get to sleep with the help of good old Mr. Chloroform. Perhaps forever.

I wish for the Star Wars: Dark Forces collection off Steam.

[Alexandria Lang]

Granted, but a sudden, freak accident tears your arms off, rendering you incapable of using a computer.

I wish I had a flagon of mead and three comely maidens.

[Lucian Verdus]

Fine, I'll type with my nose.
Granted, but the mead is rigged to explode, as are the maidens. As is the flagon. As is the room. And if the giant bus that the room is hidden in drops below 50mph, it will also explode, as will the block it is predicted it will drop below 50mph at.

I wish I was better at Star Wars: Battlefront.

[Brooke Davis]

Granted: You drink the mead and become an alcoholic. That, and the fact that the maidens found out you were cheating on them with each other makes them leave you. You drink yourself out of house and home and die of cold as a bum in the streets of Alaska.

I wish I had my own NEW (note the new part) computer.

[Maku]

Both wishes: Granted!

Wish #1: You get better at Star Wars: Battlefront... and so does everyone else and the AI just get better. Ultimately, you are at a disadvantage almost 99% of the time

Wish #2: Congrats! New Computer. But it's really new. I mean so new that it's actually space alien technology that you have no idea how to use. You would think nice computers came with manuals, but this one, however doesn't. Good luck trying to find the on switch.

I wish to have a party that is a mild disappoitment in the festivities category.