Corrupt a Wish

Granted, but your happiness causes you to age faster.

I wish I had a dog.
 
Granted, but you have to deal with the fandom and listen to all the disputes and ship wars (if any).

I wish my boyfriend came back.
 
Wish granted, but one is put down.

(That was mean. TT^TT I'm sorry.)

I wish I could meet Jacksepticeye.
 
HeathertheGamer said:
Granted, but he treats you like the dog crap at the bottom of his shoe.

I wish my ex would get mental help and stop hurting girls.
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Granted, but the help doesn't work and he starts hurting everyone else.

I wish pets, like dogs and cats, lived to an average of 80 human years, allowing them to spend more time with their families.
 
Granted, but they’re all burnt. (I’ll give you one now anyway :D)

I wish for space travel to be easily attainable at this time.
 
granted, but you're not the one who gets to eat them :^(

i wish for lots of dogs
 
Granted, but inflation has now made that worth the equivalent of two cents.

I wish for a peaceful death in the company of those I love, after a long and fulfilling life.
 
Umber said:
Granted, but inflation has now made that worth the equivalent of two cents.

I wish for a peaceful death in the company of those I love, after a long and fulfilling life.
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Granted, you enjoy 50 years of the most fulfilling life anyone could ask for, before succumbing to dementia that leaves you in a completely senile state for the next 50 years. Your caretakers are forced to restrain you with straps to prevent you from hurting yourself, or anyone else. On the day of your 101th birthday, you manage to collect your wits and mumble that your final wish is to be able to enjoy some cake, something you have not tasted in a very long time as your diet now exclusively consists of mush fed directly by tube into your stomach. Out of pity, one orderly decides to loosen your restraints in order to allow you to enjoy what might very well be your final meal. Unfortunately for her, you either finally release 50 years of pent up aggression or mistake her eyeball for cake as you drive the fork straight into her cornea and twist it out with what you must have thought was a savage howl, but was in reality only a harsh gargle. You flee the wretched institution that has been your home for 50 years, and run aimlessly down the road. What greets you is a world completely alien from a half century of progress, made all the more confusing by the lenses of dementia and a fittingly ominous downpour. Through sheer luck or damned fate, you find yourself in the local graveyard filled with the decomposing bodies of friends and family. The stately family mausoleum you had remembered and envisioned was now nothing more than a gaping hole, ravaged by years of neglect and disrepair. Already weak from your extended bedridden state, you had no choice but to seek shelter in the final resting place of your loved ones. As you tremble and try to remove the clothes soaked by a combination of the watery hell experienced both outside and inside your body, you slip and bash your head against the headstone of your mother. While a suitable death to atone for the violent deed committed to the orderly, you still receive a relatively peaceful death compared to what awaited you if you fell back into the clutches of the institution. As your blood seeps slowly into the ground, you smile and reminisce that this is exactly how you wished for your death to happen: peacefully, in the company of those you love, and after a fulfilling and long life.

Wow, that was long, hoped you enjoyed it. Now, all that writing has made me kinda hungry, so no one can fault me for wishing for some cake, right?
 
ViciousVip3R said:
Granted, you enjoy 50 years of the most fulfilling life anyone could ask for, before succumbing to dementia that leaves you in a completely senile state for the next 50 years. Your caretakers are forced to restrain you with straps to prevent you from hurting yourself, or anyone else. On the day of your 101th birthday, you manage to collect your wits and mumble that your final wish is to be able to enjoy some cake, something you have not tasted in a very long time as your diet now exclusively consists of mush fed directly by tube into your stomach. Out of pity, one orderly decides to loosen your restraints in order to allow you to enjoy what might very well be your final meal. Unfortunately for her, you either finally release 50 years of pent up aggression or mistake her eyeball for cake as you drive the fork straight into her cornea and twist it out with what you must have thought was a savage howl, but was in reality only a harsh gargle. You flee the wretched institution that has been your home for 50 years, and run aimlessly down the road. What greets you is a world completely alien from a half century of progress, made all the more confusing by the lenses of dementia and a fittingly ominous downpour. Through sheer luck or damned fate, you find yourself in the local graveyard filled with the decomposing bodies of friends and family. The stately family mausoleum you had remembered and envisioned was now nothing more than a gaping hole, ravaged by years of neglect and disrepair. Already weak from your extended bedridden state, you had no choice but to seek shelter in the final resting place of your loved ones. As you tremble and try to remove the clothes soaked by a combination of the watery hell experienced both outside and inside your body, you slip and bash your head against the headstone of your mother. While a suitable death to atone for the violent deed committed to the orderly, you still receive a relatively peaceful death compared to what awaited you if you fell back into the clutches of the institution. As your blood seeps slowly into the ground, you smile and reminisce that this is exactly how you wished for your death to happen: peacefully, in the company of those you love, and after a fulfilling and long life.

Wow, that was long, hoped you enjoyed it. Now, all that writing has made me kinda hungry, so no one can fault me for wishing for some cake, right?
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Dammit, I should of wished " for a peaceful death in the company of those I love, whom are all still alive, to be the last moments of my long and fulfilling life. "
Thank you, I greatly anticipated the corruption of that wish.

The Ancient Spirits heed your wish for cake and thusly shift the universe so, weaving the fabric of creation to the meld a cake for solely your consumption. But the cake is a lie.

I wish for heartbreak.
(Heh, have fun trying to corrupt that!)​
 
Your wish has been granted, and you shall experience out-of-country travel.

Buuut...you're being banished from your home country.

And...all countries.

In fact, you'll be dropped in the middle of Antarctica. I heard it's pretty chill there. But hey, at least you're out of the country. :bishiesparklesl:


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I wish I could learn anyone's deepest, darkest secret just by licking them.
 
Granted. You see some pretty dark stuff, get PTSD, yada yada. Also you have to lick people in order to find their secret, which is both gross and a challenge. Oh yeah, did I mention that everything you lick automatically reveals their darkest secret? Want some ice cream? Yep, you see exactly how it's made and stored, some of which will inevitably be disgusting. Lick a lollipop? Yep, thats been sitting in a dusty warehouse covered in mouse droppings for years. But I guess you could find murderers just by licking them, so I guess you got that going for you.

(Can't wait to see what you have in store for AYP II, don't forget to tag me!)

I wish that Christopher Nolan would make another Dark Knight movie on par or exceeding the quality of the existing ones.
 
Granted, but Batman is played by UFC fighter Connor McGregor

EDIT: I wish I had a free bottle of good whiskey tomorrow.
 
Granted. Time breaks. Causality because meaningless. The entire universe just, stops... All because you had a free bottle of good whiskey tomorrow.

I wish to know all the digits of π.
 
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