Corrupt a Wish game

[RocketGirl]

Granted; that game no longer exists and all your knowledge of it has been erased. Aw, heck, right along with every other memory you've ever had; we're going to have to rebuild your personality from scratch...but nobody's interested cuz we're all too busy having fun with other things. So now you're essentially a drooling infant with no memories trapped in an adult body. Alas.

I wish I had complete control over the world's collective taste in clothing.

EDIT: Dammit; simul-posted again! I've got to stop being so creative in my responses.

Anyway, fine, granted; assassins have been sent out to kill 'im. He'll post less.

[Chalvion]

Granted, you become the new star of show about fashion, but as you go on, you realize how stressful being the star in a TV show is, you eventually want to get out but you can't because you signed a contract, and now you are stuck there for the rest of your life.

I wish furries weren't hated by a good amount of people on the internet

[Trance]

Granted, they are no longer hated, but rather seen as hunting game and slain by the thousands. It's cruel, to be sure, but otherwise they would overpopulate and nobody would want that.

I wish Dr. Sticks would be my friend.

[D-puff]

Granted, he is now your friend. Only problem is, being your friend will distract him from his duties, and there would be no superheroes left to defend the earth from the incoming meteor.

I wish my computer wasn't pathetically slow.

[Trance]

Granted, now it's so fast it generates enough heat to melt through the case, your house's floor and foundation, and four meters into the ground. So you lose your computer but gain an awesome new hole in your room.

I wish for free valet parking for life.

[D-puff]

Granted, but the valet hates your guts, and rigs your car with a bomb.

I wish I had telekinetic powers.

[Segovia]

Granted but then you become extremely lethargic and then your muscles slowly wither away. Then one day you decide to try walking for the heck of it and then your leg brakes in two and you hit your head hard on the floor. You slowly bleed to death.

I wish that people would call me by first name more often. Not that I don't like being called Segovia but I just would like to be called Johnathan.

[RocketGirl]

Granted. However, a strange side effect of this magic is that your middle name gets changes also...to Thomas. And, as we well know, "John Thomas" is British slang for "penis".

I wish the onset of tendinitis or carpal tunnel I feel in my mouse hand were not happening.

[nickspoon]

Granted, it's gangrene.

I wish my job paid better.

[MuffinSticks]

Granted, you're the most successful man-whore in the world.

I wish Segovia wouldn't try to get people to call him anything but Segovia.

[nickspoon]

Granted, you're the most successful man-whore in the world.

I can't see why this would be a bad thing.

Granted, but he begins to despise the name and eventually, as he walks down the street to cries of "Segovia!", a tear rolls gently down his cheek and is lost in the rain; at that moment, his very self rends apart and he is reduced to a shivering wreck upon the pavement, and slowly, through the pouring rain, there emerges a bright, white light. The motorcyclist didn't see him.

I wish Oscar Wilde had written more than one novel.

[Segovia]

Granted but it wasn't up to your standards. You build up hatred until eventually you curse his name.

I wish that there more people reading O&M here in San Antonio.

[RocketGirl]

Granted. 'Course, since you weren't specific, more people are now reading Otis & Milo, the novelized sequel to Milo & Otis.

I wish they'd make more of the show Firefly.

[Trance]

Granted, but the setting is changed to present-day St. Louis and the Firefly cast is replaced every episode with random inhabitants of the local senior citizens' center.

I wish I wouldn't get so many unwanted toys from the chattering nanny.

[Segovia]

Granted but after saving money from not buy gifts for you the nanny quits. The new nanny gives you something that will scare you for the rest of your life. I'll let your imagination fill you on the rest.

I wish that the dry skin on my right hand will go away.