Corrupt-a-Wish

[BadgerLordFiredrake]

Granted.  It's worthless in the now Socialist society in 2355 AD.

I wish I had lots of gold.

[Hickory]

Granted, except it's packed into a tiny 1 inch cube that weighs so much that nothing on earth can lift it, meaning that whatever you put it on breaks immediately. For the first few days, you enjoy the block gold that you display in your garden, yet no one can swipe it, until the stone table you put it on breaks and teh block of gold sinks down into the core of the earth. You can still see it though, through the hold it made in the ground.

I wish I was the best RPer in the world.

[LT Sandpaw]

Granted, you are without a doubt the best RPer in the world. You have great ideas and amazing characters and people everywhere want to join you in your RPs. You happen to join a RP competition and win making everyone super jealous of your skill. However after a while people start to rely totally on your skill in RPing and put no effort forward themselves. You seem to be RPing by yourself and everyone else seems to be horrible compared to you. Eventually this annoys enough people that most of the other good RPers quit not wanting to play anymore. All that's left are the really bad RPers who have no idea what there doing making it boring for you.

I wish I could speak and understand any language.

[SilentSam]

Granted, but then you soon understand the cricket language, which is one of the languages that you learn, and you learn their evil plan to destroy all humans, and you are kidnapped and never heard from again.
I wish to be free

[LT Sandpaw]

Granted, because you weren't able to speak in time the leprechaun granting your one wish cast some random spell on you and doesn't tell you what it was. You leave that day with the nagging wonder of whether the wish was good or not. Finally when you can't stand it anymore you preform all sorts of scientific experiments on yourself searching for what the spell was that the leprechaun cast on you. After several years you switch from scientific methods too fortune tellers and witches but none can tell you what the spell was. Years later you start to go insane from wonder at what it could be and you paint several modern masterpieces titled "WHAT WAS IT!!!!!" Eventually your insanity goes to a breaking point and you murder your secretary and chop her into tiny pieces. The police arrest you and after several court sessions you are sentenced to death. While waiting for the last few minutes of your life to pass you hear that you have a visitor. In walks the leprechaun who asks how you've been since you last met. You ask with evident insanity. "What was the spell you cast on me." And as the police drag you towards the electric chair the leprechaun calmly replies.

"You didn't ask for anything specific so it was just a little thing to keep nose hairs from growing to long."

I wish that my schedule wouldn't be so full.

[SilentSam]

Granted, your schedule is clear, fully. Everyone forgets about the things you had with them, and no one remembers you, and you become homeless, and beg for money.
I wish for Justin Bieber to be deported to Syria.

[LT Sandpaw]

Granted, Why corrupt?

I wish I could send down a bolt of lightning by raising my arm.

[Vilu Daskar]

Granted, but it always hit you.

I wish my sister would get off the computer.

[DanielofRedwall]

Granted, but the Internet will now shut down worldwide and computers will be made nearly redundant.

I wish to pass my driving test.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

You pass it, but just 1 day after organisms from Mars that drink petroleum consume most of the petroleum in the  world, leaving petroleum a scarce resource only important people can use. You join a rebellion against the government but are blown up after a failed raid.

I wish I had a cup of water.

[DanielofRedwall]

Granted- it's the water they found on Mars. NASA are now coming after you for stealing vitally important scientific evidence.

I wish for a nice cup of tea.

[Lady Ashenwyte]

Granted, but it's Uncle Iroh's tea, and you are thrown into jail for life for stealing from a Fire Nation royal.

I wish for a nice mocha.

[Vilu Daskar]

Granted but you no longer have a mouth so you can't drink it.

[James Gryphon]

Granted. When you try to go to sleep tonight, the boogeyman jumps out and scares you. You scream, and try to make a run for it, but you trip over the monsters that have come out from under the bed, and fall right in the path of the monster in the closet, who eats you. You're never seen again. Your parents are unperturbed by your disappearance, and rent out your room.

I wish that I never ran out of ideas.

[Vilu Daskar]

Granted but now you only have stupid ones.

I wish I would remember to wish when I post here.