The Corrupt wish game

[duke o' york]

And it is so, but unfortunately you have a terrible starting position, make some really dud choices and everything ends up the way it is today.

I wish that more wishes stretched beyond the time-honoured yet unimaginitive ideas of desert islands and willing sexual partners.

[AgentSubversion]

After the invention of a Physics Simulation Engine actual societies and cultures can be evolved in a mathmatical matrix that exists as nodes all running components of the PhySim. After a few years and knowlidge of this becomes realised by the masses the government begins snagging up peoples pet societies and running them into the ground by introducing dangerous stimuli to increase technology output and test theoretical cultural layouts. Right before the PhySim was completely dismantled, it's core functions were converted into a gaming engine and bundled with some toothpaste that was given to Brian Renolds in collage by a frat buddy. The games he created using this PhySim are the only link to this world, as we live in the PhySim and Mr Renolds is in the real world. Our reactions to the social stimuli we are given by those in charge are recorded and charted and studied. The real world is being made more like this simulation, as more consumption is being carried out here than in any other of the simulations. Since history is all guesswork anyway, it only took two generations of fact replacement to change the real worlds history to that of ours, or at least a close approximation.
And poof, somones historical game is now real history.
Or something, I got kinda ranty and dare not read it again.
Proofreading is for suckers

Every Minute of Every Hour,
I wish that I was bulletproof.

[Q Classic]

you're bulletproof now. unfortunately, you're not resistant to anything else: guns, knives, proctologists...

i wish the bathrooms at work were clean.

[Main_Brain]

They are now.
Unfortunatly you dont work there anymore from Friday on.

I wish for all the Children in the World to get together and Sing a song :=)

[AgentSubversion]

They all sing this is the song that doesn't end unceasingly.

I wish i had head explody

[duke o' york]

Fine, but just as she goes to perform the deed, your head explodes and it all ends rather suddenly. But at least you die with a smile on your face.

I wish people wouldn't skip posts in this thread.

[AgentSubversion]

Noone skips posts any more, but regular forum junkies have one less thing to ***** about.

I wish I could make peoples heads explode with a thought (head explody)

[Theben]

Your wish comes true. Yours, unfortunately, is the 1st to explode.

I wish I could walk a mile in someone else's shoes.

[Mercator]

Zap! You're suddenly wearing Britney Spears' high heels, moreover, your feet are rather cramped because her shoes are several sizes smaller than your own. And you can't take them off anymore!

I wish I was a famous and successful musician.

[Drogue]

You are, but you get mobbed by fans, and can no longer walk to get your mail without someone taking a photo of you. You never have any privacy.

I wish I was a God.

[AgentSubversion]

Zap, your Syd Berret.

I wish I could find my mind.

[Ben Kenobi]

Granted! It feels wet and squishy.

She does, but only to tell you she is running off with her personal trainer.

That's not bad, Verres.

I wish I were able to share a Catholic communion.

[Immortal Wombat]

Granted, but you have to share it with Attilla the Hun, and he whines all the way through, smells bad, makes rubbish and somewhat offensive jokes in Hunnish, then stabs some people.

I wish I were a butterfly.

[Lonestar]

Originally posted by Immortal Wombat
Granted, but you have to share it with Attilla the Hun, and he whines all the way through, smells bad, makes rubbish and somewhat offensive jokes in Hunnish, then stabs some people.

I wish I were a butterfly.

Granted. Alas, you are the "Msn Butterfly" and you end up being devoured by a internet worm.


I wish I was Superman.

[Vlad Antlerkov]

Originally posted by Lonestar


Granted. Alas, you are the "Msn Butterfly" and you end up being devoured by a internet worm.


I wish I was Superman.

Granted. Here's some kryptonite.

I wish for a 12-inch pianist.