Corrupt a wish!

Granted, but the mockingbird was metaphorically represented in a novel by Harper Lee and killed.

I wish my headset was working!

It works but then it's accidentally on full volume and blows up your ear drums so you can't even use them
I wish for a new computer which works on full graphics, highest resolution and never breaks or does anything I don't want it to do and cannot be stolen or destroyed by anything.

(wow, that would be amazing!)

It's so precious that the computer is in a room with no windows and one secure door. You accidentally left they keys inside and the electronic lock passcode gets scrambled because you tried and failed to go in too many times. You are locked out forever.

I wish my monetary situation is not troubling.

Due to a catastrophic outbreak of an arising zombie apocalypse, it seems like finances will be the least of your worries there dude.

I wish to kill curiousity with a cat.

I wish for non-backstabbing friends.

Granted. They are now friends who take the more direct approach.

I wish I had an Aussie accent, mate.

Turns out your newly obtained Australian accent is so thick that it even causes the natives to give you puzzled looks.

I wish to divide by zero.

Granted, your wish doesn't exist. Happy now?

I wish peanut butter would be as adhesive as glue. Those kids better stop eating those PBJs....

Granted, you are now glued to a volcano that's about to explode.

I wish I had cool costumes.

You do, and you are wearing them now. However you dont think they are cool so you lose.

I wish for a pet dragon called toothless

Granted. Being a dragon, he kills you in one bite.

I wish for a cure for the disease, and for a cure for the cure.

The disease is obese-ness. The cure is going for a run, however the cure for wanting to go for a run is being obese. Therefore there is never ending circle of being cured for what caused you to be cured of cure, causing cure to be cured curely of cure, creating a paradox of curing you from your life, which steals your life and gives it to a bread factory which creates an army of bread monsters which quickly take over the world.

I wish I didn't make up such rubbish. (however that was very, very fun to write )

Granted, you now write full time masterpieces of novels, which dominates the market of the UNIVERSE. You now write full time. You are followed by an endless stream of fans. The world goes into chaos. And, all other writers form a group to scrape together their only cash to hire a master assassin to assassinate you.

You are now dead.

I wish for a Battle Sprite.

Granted. It'll be ready in... how's six years sound? We're still busy with Doctor Who.

I wish for a life-size 600-cell.

Your brand new LIFE SIZE 600-cell turns out to be a nuclear bomb. Quick find the nearest refrigerator*!


*If you happen to be an archaeologist you have a %60 percent chance of surviving**
** If not you're screwed

You didn't wish so I stick you in a refrigerator.

I wish for the old spiral knights UI back.

Granted, but in reverting the UI, OOO broke accessories such that all currently-attached accessories have disappeared from their armors. The cosmetic figureheads ragequit the game once they find out that the backup data of their character was also reverted to the day of April 4, 2011. The economy's primary source of CE is gone. Random, determined commoners use this event to their advantage and attempt to make their way up the fiscal ladder by way of CE market manipulation. The amount of CE that exists in the economy begins to rapidly plummet and prices skyrocket accordingly.

Soon enough, it's the norm to see rates of several hundred CR to each CE. OOO's staff gives up attempting to maintain what little remains of their income and moves to their Doctor Who game. CE never drops because there are no more promos. Newcomers to the game find condtions ridiculously harsh, and OOO's population ceases to expand and instead sharply decreases as casual players find prices difficult to play with at all. OOO shortly shuts SK down entirely to cut off the server costs, enraging the now-minuscule playerbase. They fly into a never-seen-before-in-the-history-of-mankind GAMER RAGE and set up a massive series of serial suicide attacks across the world.

Anti-videogame scientists quickly jump on this opportunity to spark a revolutionary, worldwide anti-videogame movement, directly attacking and arsoning distributors, manufacturers and creators of any and all videogame-related material. Some crackhead links this movement to religion and burns down churches, and someone else links everything to a lack of Twinkie consumption and begins poisoning everyone.

Everyone dies, but in the last moment of each and every person, one common thought lingered just before death(and after - your brain actually lives on for about 7 more minutes after you die!): "Why did OOO revert their User Interface!?"

I wish for a pet gremlin.

Granted; you get that little guy in your avatar/sig.

Incidentally, that's not jelly he's eating.

I wish it would stop raining.

Red Hawk One wrote:Incidentally, that's not jelly he's eating.

Sadistic and overly violent - just the way I like my gremmies~

Granted. It is now freezing(ly?) raining.

I wish software updates did not exist.

(wow allhappy, that was amazing xD)
It stops training. However since this was supernatural, the weather around your house goes crazy. It creates a gap, which pulls the ozone downwards. This means the suns nuclear radiation can beam straight down onto your house. This turns it into a pile of ash.

I wish that I will win the game of football (soccer) this saturday >

Granted; the other team forfeits on account of being vaporized by a freak atmospheric event. Unfortunately, after waiting an hour for them in the freezing(ly?) rain, the league tables, which desperately need a now non-existent software patch, fail to record the victory.

I wish my home insurance covered wish-based atmospheric anomalies.

lololololololololol! xD
man, thats a hard one, someone else can do that

andersenio wrote:someone else can do that

Granted, I'm doing it:





I wish for a laptop which isn't complete garbage. Look at this...

Granted. It's now complete recycle.

I wish I could find some more cake.

Granted. Like hell he's gonna share it with you, though.

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