The Wishing Hell Genie Game! (aka Corrupt-A-Wish)

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Granted, but now you can't feel anything at all.

I wish my (ex)girlfriend takes me back...

(Come on people, let your morbid side come out!)

Granted, but one month after she takes you back you realize that you are a flaming homosexual and decide to pursue these scary urges you have and decide to have unprotected sex with someone you met online and develop AIDS. When you find out about it, you commit suicide.

I wish I had a queen size bed.
 
(Come on people, let your morbid side come out!)

Granted, but one month after she takes you back you realize that you are a flaming homosexual and decide to pursue these scary urges you have and decide to have unprotected sex with someone you met online and develop AIDS. When you find out about it, you commit suicide.

I wish I had a queen size bed.

Granted, however no exchange of beds is made; you realize that you -do- have a 'queen-size' bed, as you've slept in it regularly for some time now.

I wish being content with my life wasn't as boring as it is.
 
Granted. An aged Hulk Hogan and Randy Savage will now make random and unannounced appearances wherever you are, force you to do life-threatening stunts, and when successful Randy Savage will continuously scream "oh yeah!" in that hoarse, old man voice he'll have.
And they never shower.


I wish I had a better imagination.
 
Granted. An aged Hulk Hogan and Randy Savage will now make random and unannounced appearances wherever you are, force you to do life-threatening stunts, and when successful Randy Savage will continuously scream "oh yeah!" in that hoarse, old man voice he'll have.
And they never shower.


I wish I had a better imagination.

Granted, but to your dismay you find that your new found creativity applies only to thinking up various scenarios of brutal muders ... often. You eventually start to act out these scenarios, and end up serving a life term in prison.

I wish it weren't 2:25am
 
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Granted. An aged Hulk Hogan and Randy Savage will now make random and unannounced appearances wherever you are, force you to do life-threatening stunts, and when successful Randy Savage will continuously scream "oh yeah!" in that hoarse, old man voice he'll have.
And they never shower.


I wish I had a better imagination.

Granted but now it is working too well and zombie Bill Murry teams up with raptor jesus and threaten to enslave the world using popsicles and beer... mostly beer. In order to stop them you employ the service of Frank Calliendo but hes no help and now your feel shitty cause he is doing a play by play of your failures with the madden voice. In your dispair you accept your slave opressors and begin your new life. Your imagination skills are realized by raptor jesus who has now killed Zombie Bill Murry, because before he was a zombie he made Lost in translation and deserved it... and raptor jesus makes you the head of product development for apple. Little did you know that you were making a weapon for them but the hardest part of the job was coming up with an acceptible name for the product but after days of thinking you wrote down what it does and put an I infront of it and the Ikill was born. With his new weapon in hand raptor jesus decides to go on the offensive so he gets dick cheney to plan the war and decides to invade Iowa. Iowa gets pissed because hell they were part of the country already and 1/4 of the population was sent to work camps but you know what that makes them an easy target. With the energy from his successful campaign raptor jesus decides to marry Joey from friends but damn prop 8 came outta no where and shot that down. However the sex was good and due to the divinity of RJ Joey got prego and soon a little raptor jesus was born cept this one was fucking annoying like its... i guess lets call joey its mom...

All that aside the relationship got RJ in a ton of trouble with the church but not because he was porking a guy expressly but because he was an ordained minister and was supposed to be celibate. The church hires mercenary pirates which try to attack RJ but .. what are pirates supposed to do with their boats when RJ has made his new home in the recently concurred Iowa not to mention the throngs of ninjas who are protecting him. Then god farts and everyone dies... Your imagination ends the world.... asshole.

I wish i had a third arm so i could keep it in my clothing and masturbate in public without getting caught.
 
Granted but now it is working too well and zombie Bill Murry teams up with raptor jesus and threaten to enslave the world using popsicles and beer... mostly beer. In order to stop them you employ the service of Frank Calliendo but hes no help and now your feel shitty cause he is doing a play by play of your failures with the madden voice. In your dispair you accept your slave opressors and begin your new life. Your imagination skills are realized by raptor jesus who has now killed Zombie Bill Murry, because before he was a zombie he made Lost in translation and deserved it... and raptor jesus makes you the head of product development for apple. Little did you know that you were making a weapon for them but the hardest part of the job was coming up with an acceptible name for the product but after days of thinking you wrote down what it does and put an I infront of it and the Ikill was born. With his new weapon in hand raptor jesus decides to go on the offensive so he gets dick cheney to plan the war and decides to invade Iowa. Iowa gets pissed because hell they were part of the country already and 1/4 of the population was sent to work camps but you know what that makes them an easy target. With the energy from his successful campaign raptor jesus decides to marry Joey from friends but damn prop 8 came outta no where and shot that down. However the sex was good and due to the divinity of RJ Joey got prego and soon a little raptor jesus was born cept this one was fucking annoying like its... i guess lets call joey its mom...

All that aside the relationship got RJ in a ton of trouble with the church but not because he was porking a guy expressly but because he was an ordained minister and was supposed to be celibate. The church hires mercenary pirates which try to attack RJ but .. what are pirates supposed to do with their boats when RJ has made his new home in the recently concurred Iowa not to mention the throngs of ninjas who are protecting him. Then god farts and everyone dies... Your imagination ends the world.... asshole.

I wish i had a third arm so i could keep it in my clothing and masturbate in public without getting caught.

Granted, but the third arm is just there and you can't actually control it. Soooooooo... good luck with that!

I wish this game wasn't so depressing :(
 
Granted, but the third arm is just there and you can't actually control it. Soooooooo... good luck with that!

I wish this game wasn't so depressing :(

Granted! But now that its fluffy-bunny and lame the users involved with it have decided to compile money and travel to your home to torture your rectum with a splinter-laden broomstick, after which you develop sepsis due to the stool in your blood and die a slow and incredibly painful death because you have no health insurance to get treatment without paying enough money to bankrupt your grandchildren.

I wish I could kill anyone I wanted.
 
Granted! But now that its fluffy-bunny and lame the users involved with it have decided to compile money and travel to your home to torture your rectum with a splinter-laden broomstick, after which you develop sepsis due to the stool in your blood and die a slow and incredibly painful death because you have no health insurance to get treatment without paying enough money to bankrupt your grandchildren.

I wish I could kill anyone I wanted.

Granted, but unfortunately on your way to your first victim, you trip over a large rock and fuck up your face on the concrete, including your eyes. So you go back to your car to drive to a hospital but you can't see due to you fucking up your eyes so you swerve and crash into a tree. The first person you kill is yourself so you didn't get the chance to kill anyone you wanted to. That's too bad.

I wish GBB giving me food poisoning didn't seem to come true because I feel like I have to puke.
 
Granted, but unfortunately on your way to your first victim, you trip over a large rock and fuck up your face on the concrete, including your eyes. So you go back to your car to drive to a hospital but you can't see due to you fucking up your eyes so you swerve and crash into a tree. The first person you kill is yourself so you didn't get the chance to kill anyone you wanted to. That's too bad.

I wish GBB giving me food poisoning didn't seem to come true because I feel like I have to puke.

Granted! But, now that you dont have food poisoning or wish to puke, you go out and gorge yourself on sweets and fried cheesecake and end up having a massive heart attack, paralyzing the left side of your body for the rest of your life and forcing you to be taken care of by a nursing home where your body is exploited by its very ugly and very male staff members.

I wish I had more wishes.
 
Granted. But now the real reason you're vomiting is because your pregnant with Morwen's baby, only you think that it's Morwen's baby when actually she made an ungodly deal with the creepy old people next door which involves you being drugged and raped by a demon in a ritualistic way in exchange for furthering her acting career. Also you are now Mia Farrow.

I wish I didn't have six hours of work left.
 
Granted. But now the real reason you're vomiting is because your pregnant with Morwen's baby, only you think that it's Morwen's baby when actually she made an ungodly deal with the creepy old people next door which involves you being drugged and raped by a demon in a ritualistic way in exchange for furthering her acting career. Also you are now Mia Farrow.

I wish I didn't have six hours of work left.

Granted, you have sixty-six hours of work left.

I wish there were better TV shows on at 5:35AM.
 
Granted, you have sixty-six hours of work left.

I wish there were better TV shows on at 5:35AM.

Granted, but you are now stuck in a never ending time loop of the same show at 5:35AM with no hope of escape.

I wish the final episode of Umineko would come out quicker.
 
Wish granted. The series ends today, in a cliffhanger, with little to no mysteries solved. The animation is rushed and sloppy.

I wish it were September already.
 
Wish granted. The series ends today, in a cliffhanger, with little to no mysteries solved. The animation is rushed and sloppy.

I wish it were September already.

Granted. It's September. September 1st, 1939, to be exact; you've been magically whisked away to Poland just in time for the German invasion, and the start of the Second World War. You now get to experience all six years of the war, first-hand.

I wish someone would do all of my household chores for me today.
 
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I wish I had more wishes.

Granted, except you suddenly suffer a severe aneurysm. You survive, but even after months of treatment you will never regain the the ability to control your arms/hands and legs properly and still cannot speak properly as your body just won't comply. Your wishes can only be granted verbally or if they're written.

I wish someone would do all of my household chores for me today.

Granted but you have to supervise the person doing your chores. Also, this person is Bill Clinton and he will only be wearing ass chaps. He will frequently bend over and look back at you to ask "Am I doing this right?".

I wish I was an anime character.
 
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Granted, except you suddenly suffer a severe aneurysm. You survive, but even after months of treatment you will never regain the the ability to control your arms/hands and legs properly and still cannot speak properly as your body just won't comply. Your wishes can only be granted verbally or if they're written.



Granted but you have to supervise the person doing your chores. Also, this person is Bill Clinton and he will only be wearing ass chaps. He will frequently bend over and look back at you to ask "Am I doing this right?".

I wish I was an anime character.

Granted, but whoever drew you was under Chiaki Kon's "direction", so you'd look hideous, with people wishing you didn't exist.

I wish I was a member of the Green Lantern Corps.
 
Granted, but whoever drew you was under Chiaki Kon's "direction", so you'd look hideous, with people wishing you didn't exist.

I wish I was a member of the Green Lantern Corps.

Gratned! But now only an obscure amount of people know who you are or care about your existance. You're also drawn with a hunch back, severe spinobifita and are only included in one episode, to be gruesomely raped by an ape-dicked walrus.

I wish my place of employment would burn down with all of its customers in it.
 
Gratned! But now only an obscure amount of people know who you are or care about your existance. You're also drawn with a hunch back, severe spinobifita and are only included in one episode, to be gruesomely raped by an ape-dicked walrus.

I wish my place of employment would burn down with all of its customers in it.

Granted, but you're in the building as it burns down. You don't die from the burns however, they're just severe. You are crushed by rubble and suffer a long and painful death. Rescuers arrive 5 minutes too late.

I wish FFXIV were out TODAY.
 
I wish FFXIV were out TODAY.
Grandted but it's so buggy that you get a copy that transports you to a far away land, a world where monsters rule and then you die.

I wish I had more tv shows to watch
 
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Grandted but it's so buggy that you get a copy that transports you to a far away land, a world where monsters rule and then you die.

I wish I had more tv shows to watch

Granted, but the TV shows you get to watch all have bad plots, unlikeable characters, awful acting, and terrible sound direction.

I wish we didn't have so much lightning so often where I live.
 
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