Corrupt A Wish!

[FanFictioner144]

A Jirachi listens to your wish, a smile forming on its face. It then lights up its paws, raising these in the air. Within moments, a beyblade 'w' lands in your hand.

You jump out of enthusiasm.

Mere seconds later, you hear a child's cry. You look in that direction, only to see a 9-year-old girl yelling, "My beyblade! It's gone! HELP!"

Now, the choice is yours:

1. You retrieve the beyblade to her, giving up your wish;
2. You run away, perhaps facing a theft charge from the police.

Either way, you later find a place to sit down, placing a hand below your chin. Your only comfort there is Jirachi's form resting on your shoulder.

Now, I wish a glass of water... from the Lake of Life.

 

[K_S]

Granted. With a spin and flash of light jirachi makes a glass of water appear. It even has a tag/sticker of authenticity and everything! However on closer examination the glass isnt glass at all, but actual water held in the form of a glass by some special 'mon waterbending esk ability.

You, not being a mon, unfortunatly, do not posess this ability. And the second you take the "cup" the reality and physics of your home dimension kick in and you get a big handful of splash and a freshly dampened shirt.

Hmmm i'm feeling whimsical, i wish for world peace, and you cabt off everyone, thats a cheep cop-out. The timeframe starts from the time of reading my wish until indefinitly into the future...

 

[FanFictioner144]

Team Rocket log number 04 (and probably my last one),

This world stands minutes away from disaster, promised to last for an eternity. Peace is fated to ensue; no one can ever escape it. On the good side, humanity will never be wiped out — I know, it’s stupid, but that’s true regardless.

Anyhow, perhaps you’re wondering, how was this world peace achieved?

Well, let’s just say Team Flare scientists created a neuroimplant capable of mind control. They call it “World Peace-inator”, however I’d rather call it “World Doom-inator”. The way it works is simple: various Alakazam teleport the implants into people’s heads, until everyone in the entire world has it — even Team Flare themselves. I simply commend the Rocket spies for such a high precision.

But there will be a trade off: those implants cannot be removed. To put it simply, they will control our minds, and there is nothing we can do about it. Many of our operatives tried to sabotage their operation, but Flare security posed triple the challenge we were expecting…

I was the only one to escape from their custody. All I can say now is, the world is doomed to stay peaceful, within the Flare’s ideals, yet with everyone’s minds controlled… for good.

I can feel a chill down my spine — most likely one of those sick implants sending signals inside my brain. I might have no more time to write anything else, so I’ll leave my final words… if anyone will ever read this document…..


I wish I would be put side by side with great boss Giovanni.

 

[K_S]

Team Rocket log number 04 (and probably my last one),

This world stands minutes away from disaster, promised to last for an eternity. Peace is fated to ensue; no one can ever escape it. On the good side, humanity will never be wiped out — I know, it’s stupid, but that’s true regardless.

Anyhow, perhaps you’re wondering, how was this world peace achieved?

Well, let’s just say Team Flare scientists created a neuroimplant capable of mind control. They call it “World Peace-inator”, however I’d rather call it “World Doom-inator”. The way it works is simple: various Alakazam teleport the implants into people’s heads, until everyone in the entire world has it — even Team Flare themselves. I simply commend the Rocket spies for such a high precision.

But there will be a trade off: those implants cannot be removed. To put it simply, they will control our minds, and there is nothing we can do about it. Many of our operatives tried to sabotage their operation, but Flare security posed triple the challenge we were expecting…

I was the only one to escape from their custody. All I can say now is, the world is doomed to stay peaceful, within the Flare’s ideals, yet with everyone’s minds controlled… for good.

I can feel a chill down my spine — most likely one of those sick implants sending signals inside my brain. I might have no more time to write anything else, so I’ll leave my final words… if anyone will ever read this document…..


I wish I would be put side by side with great boss Giovanni.

Holy. Overkill much?
On a candid note i cant top that, not gunna try, but i will make a shake at responding.


So... since this wish is only viable in the 'mon verse lets pop you right over. And heck, i'll even give yoy a prestigous stem job in home sweet kanto.

So, thefunny thing about working silph co. Is its geek culture. Silph's hard core otaku central and in Kanto, at least, there a fun "dress as a gym leader day". So the more fit muscle nerds try to rock surge looks, the more demure traditionalists eurikas, the lazy ones come in plain clothes and insist thier koga. After all, ninja disguise at its best, right?

Your division, down to a man, is decked out as psuedo giovannis. Some of them make it work, some only worj out as paradoys and as a bonus its becomes bring your cat to work day, so you get free persian schenanigans as a side.

Its going swimmingly. You got giovannis at your side, hogging the vompany microwave and nearly filling a floor, and dont get me started on the elevator.

Then a call comes in. Viridian corp and its big wigs are paying silph a visit and they wanna see about purchasing your project. As project head super youre gunna have a meeting with the big kahuna of V.C. Mr. Giovanni Sakaki himself...

with all your coworjers dressed up as him...

Have fun navigating that meeting and dont die of gio overload!

I'd like a pet, tamed, noy hostile towars me or other himans or the locsl environs, Volcarona please! Oh and i'm naming him radiance (rad for short when he's being naughty)!