Corrupt a wish!

[Reese Riverson]

They do, by sacrificing you.

I wish you would escape from them.

[Bradandez]

I do not.

I wish to resurrect as Robo-Christ.

[Shrooblord]

That last page was pure gold x'D.

Your newfond dominion over all bolts and screws pleases you - but you must heed the prayers of every gear, screw, bolt and plate used in machinery all across the Universe.

I wish to write the Robo-Bible.

[Bradandez]

It must be written on pages of human skin.

I wish the Robo-Bible was free of scorpions.

[Shrooblord]

It is, but it's filled with Robo-Scorps instead. Also Skops.

I wish Skops was the first disciple of our new evangelic order.

[Bradandez]

Okay, he serves as sacrifice!

I wish for him the best of luck to the afterlife.

[Shrooblord]

Noooo Skops! :c
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He becomes our Satan. Robo-Satan, that is.

I wish someone would draw and give life to this incredible notion of Robo-Satan.

EDIT:
Someone has and it is glorious:
http://heli0n.tumblr.com/image/76330277006

[Master]

Didn't Futurama do it already? I guess they weren't satisfactory.

I wish my sweater with a Dalek is snazzy.

[Shrooblord]

Anything with a Dalek is snazzy.

I wish I were able to corrupt that implicitly impossible-to-corrupt wish.

[Master]

So you are, but it tears you apart.

I wish to know Lisa's opinion on the matter.

[Shrooblord]

She's too busy protesting worldsuck.

I wish we could decrease worldsuck.

[Master]

We can, but only by increasing Worldblow.

I wish they would meet in equilibrium.

[Shrooblord]

They could, but you Forgot To Be Awesome...

I wish people Don't Forget To Be Awesome.

[Master]

So they don't, but their egos become unchecked.

I wish I had good concentration.

[Bradandez]

You become an orange.

I wish Master was the orangey orange there ever was.

[Master]

Master became the very orange, that no-one ever was. To juice them, was his real test, to consume them was his cause. He travelled across the land, searching far and wide. These oranges don't understand, the Citrus that's inside!

I wish I didn't break into song.

[Bradandez]

Granted! You break dance.

I wish you don't hurt yourself by dancing so harsh.

[Reese Riverson]

No, he just stresses himself while dancing harshly.

I wish we all had some water to hose him down with.

[Bradandez]

I'll throw him a glass of water.

I wish it didn't hit him in the face.

[Reese Riverson]

It hits his head instead.

I wish it didn't hurt him.