Granted! But now everything is nothing and no one exists.

I wish Estarra became Lady Gaga.

Holy ninja batman!

Corrupting that wish would be a sin, but I guess we can keep it on the down low!


Granted, but she continually shouts out the lyrics of her songs and you can't snub or ignore the shouts!

I wish...I wasn't such huge procrastinator!

Granted, but you'll get to it later.

I wish I was more normal.

Granted. You get a nine-to-five job at the local office, live a quiet life in a house with a husband, 2.5 kids, car and a dog, without anything remarkable about it. When you die, you're missed by your family and friends, but not by anyone else. Also, you stop playing Lusternia.

I wish I knew what to wish for.

Granted, you finally wish for something only for it to be corrupted.

Now I wish for a million wishes!

Sounds nice. Not corrupted at all.

Granted, but you can't use those wishes to wish for anything but more wishes, and the same applies to any wishes gained from those wishes, ad nauseum.

I wish for an untraceable debit card with an infinite amount of money loaded onto it.

Granted, but the debit card is in gold drachmas, so they are only good for crossing the Styx. And there are no drachma ATMs or banks.

I wish for a Paradox machine.

Granted, but since you have one, you never wished for one, and since you never wished for one, you never had one.

I wish, once more(Damn you Eventru! ) for some nice, feathery wings. Real wings. Coming from my back.

Granted, however they are so small they cannot be seen by the naked eye.

I wish I had a table to put my laptop on so I could play lusty easily.

Granted, but the table goes on your lap.

I wish that my laptop wasn't dead.

Granted. Dr. Frankenstein comes and goes, "It's aliiiive!" And it proceeds to violate Asimov's laws.

I wish there were no such thing as carpal tunnel.

Granted. Instead, the plague of the Middle Ages comes back with a vengeance. Panic spreads. No home escapes from the sickness. (On the plus side, Camus's book sells way more than it ever did, and morticians are suddenly earning more than ever.)

I wish my poem for class didn't suck so much. Boo poetry. Boo.

Granted, it blows.

I wish I was better at taking medicine when sick, instead of just letting the sickness run its course.

Granted, you became an undead, hey at least you don't have to worry about sickness or pain!

I wish I'm... I'm superman!

Granted. Now everyone wants something from you and if you ever have sex with someone again, you will kill them.

Where's your wish?

Edit: I wish Kialkarkea had a wish!

Granted, but it was lost to us all.

I wish there was a good system for MUSHclient so I could get into combat.

Granted, however MUSHclient now does not exist.

I wish I could remember what passwords I use for what things more easily.