You are a giant robot. Unfortunately, Dr. Wily has put you in charge of defending his fortress from that pesky Megaman.
I wish I was orange.
edited 7th Aug '09 11:59:42 PM by Solstace
Ecstasy is Sustained IntensityYou die from a lack of vitamen D
I wish I had an indefinate life-span, eternal youth, immunity to disease, that any spose and any children I have will inherit these gifts, but I can choose to die when I want and that I was fireproof. Corrupt that!!!
Life's Gonna Suck When You Grow Up... But Is It That Great Now?... Also I'm Skylark2 now.
Planescape Hijack
Unfortunately, you are buried alive in a small sphere below the surface of the earth, a la the D&D spell "Imprisonment" but less the suspended animation part. Good thing you remembered the bit about being able to choose to die.
I wish my mind was a nicer place to be (heh, someone's current avatar choice makes this
hilarious).
edited 8th Aug '09 12:57:37 AM by Haven
Productivity is for people without internet connections. -Count DorkuYour mind is now a nicer place to be. But every wish comes with a price. For every wish granted there MUST happen something bad, to keep everything in a balance. So now something slightly unpleasant has to happen you, like, oh, uhm... an onion falling on your head. Or the Powers That Be hate you and all your kind, you turn orange in hue and your head falls off at an awkward moment. Those are only examples of course but something has to happen, and you know it.
I wish for an army of those Flying capuchin-monkeys with bat wings the Wicked Witch of the West used to have to be under my command. I know that this will go horribly wrong, but come on, they are cool
edited 8th Aug '09 1:45:50 AM by Blau
Sheila is selling her shop at the seashore for shops at the seashore are so sure to lose. Now she's not so sure of what she should be selling, should Sheila sell seashells or should she sell shoes?It's free because it's a Hylden trap.
I wish I could fly.
edited 8th Aug '09 6:59:24 AM by Zyxzy
What's the frequency Kenneth?|In case of war.You can fly... as a fly. You die within 24 hours.
I wish it wasn't so insufferably humid outside.
Spoiler bookmarklet for iPhone and iPod touchYou do, but now your spoon is too big.
I wish I was a pretty cool guy.
What's the frequency Kenneth?|In case of war.You are, but your inability to afraid of anything repeatedly puts your life at risk, and your grammar and spelling suffer.
I wish there was more time in a day.
Welcome To TV Tropes | How To Write An Example | Text Formatting Rules | List Of Shows That Need Summary | TV Tropes Forum | Know The StaffThere is more time in the day. However, because the Earth started spinning slower, the core cooled, the magnetic field protecting us from solar radiation disappears and we're all boiled form the inside out.
I wish my hip didn't hurt so much.
Ecstasy is Sustained IntensityYour hair now grows uncontrollably. It is long and straight though. It also happens to be prehensile and have a mind of its own. Your hair strangles you. Your death is the talk of the world for weeks. People think it was a suicide. They don't know that it was really MURDER.
I wish my hair was shorter and more boyish.
If someone wants to accuse us of eating coconut shells, then that's their business. We know what we're doing. - Achaan ChahYou turn into a boy with short hair.
I wish to be more awake.
Welcome To TV Tropes | How To Write An Example | Text Formatting Rules | List Of Shows That Need Summary | TV Tropes Forum | Know The StaffYou are get thoroughly electroshocked. You are now more awake.
I wish I could play guitar like Steve Vai.
Ecstasy is Sustained IntensityYou grow a second head and another pair of arms. You can now do two things at once, but society shuns you forever. You die alone, miserable, and a virgin.
I wish for a pear.
Ecstasy is Sustained IntensityYou get Pear-flavored beer.
I wish that I had a copy of Creid.
[1] This facsimile operated in part by synAC.Solstace, I'm already not a virgin.
You have a copy of Creid. You find yourself unable to read it, and eventually you turn the pages so fast they set on fire, thus setting you on fire.
Your life is like Doctor McNinja's. You end up on fire, because ninjas can't catch you if you're on fire.
I wish gasoline wasn't so bad for the environment.
edited 8th Aug '09 11:22:37 AM by WilliamWideWeb
SHIKI is dead.You get the point, though.
Gasoline is no longer bad for the environment. In fact, it's wonderful. It reverses global warming and everything. Scientists decide to release clouds of gasoline vapor into the atmosphere, for that reason. Then it lights on fire and we all die.
I wish for a sixth finger.
Ecstasy is Sustained Intensity

You can now whistle, but now you can only speak in whistles.
I wish to be a Giant robot.