Your wish is my command o clown *Phoom* Your are not a world travelling rock in the shape of a star with stoned women wanting you only for unmentionables.

I wish I was rich.

Orange smoke surround you before you remember to mention what you want to be rich in...
You find yourself surrounded by millions of peculiar little geckoes.

I want the world.

Granted! You now have Venus. Hey, Venus is a world too.

I wish I was famous.

Shazam! You are now famous. And I do swear that you do not want to know what you are famous for.

I don't want anything.

KABLAMO!!! Since you have wished for nothing, you are now the proud lord and master of a vast universe of nothingness. You spend the rest of your days floating in this silent and neverending abyss, with not even a speck of dust to entertain you. Scary.

I wish that I had lots of chocolate!

OMGWTF POOFZ0R!!!!!!!!!ELEVENTEEN!11!

It's bakers chocolate.

I wish I had an infinite sum of money.

**Alabamabimbala**

You are suddenly flooded with an infinite flow of gold coins, which promptly smother you to death.

I wish to ace every final this semester.

*Ping*

Well done, you've aced your finals. Unfortunately, you are now burdened by the weight of expectations you have no hope of fulfilling and the stress will shortly send you to a mental asylum.

I wish to see the future.

Shazam! You briefly see the future. As you fall on the cold, hard floor with fear in your eyes, you regret to have even thought of this stupid wish.

I want three more wishes.

Boof! You now have three more wishes. Unfortunately, the Genie has suddenly gone deaf as a bowl of soup. He can't hear you.

I wish for a pretty new dress.

Shazam! You are now an owner of a pretty new tasteless waste of cloth.

I want to know the meaning of life.

Ia Yog Sothoth!

Congratulations on learning the meaning of life. Unfortunately, such knowledge means you must now leave this flawed physical reality behind and ascending to a higher plane of existence. No, I'm afraid you haven't any choice in the matter. Please pass on my greetings to the other Ascended Masters and don't worry about your powdery remains (silver with a hint of lavender to be exact); I'll clean them up and dispose of them accordingly.

I wish I were a superhero.

Poof! You're a super hero. Unfortunately, the only thing your super powers affect is yogurt.



I wish I could insta-clean my apartment.




~blood rose~

(At least I didn't end up as Aquaman. )

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah-nagl fhtagn!

The power to insta-clean your apartment is now yours. By "clean" I do of course mean "man-clean," a delicate illusion that hinges on you not opening any cupboards or drawers.

I wish to know the name of He Who Is Not To Be Named

Kabluey!
You're now the proud owner of the very first Harry Potter Book, with a note attached saying," Reading it's something you'll have to do for yourself -Genie of Doom ".

I wish for an ability to reach multiple places within an instant.