SomePkmn-LovingDude is holding an Art Jam for characters in costumes from Arabian nights. If you like, you can add your genie characters. For details see here:
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After some reply on the last contest, we decided to broaden the contest: It is still a writing contest, but the outline is now:
Write a story about a genie, who leaves his lamp/bottle/etc. for the first time after hundereds of years. How does she/he experience the new century/culture she/he's in now?
The deadline for the contest is the 31st of July. All entries must be placed in the contest folder of this group. If you got problems posting your stories there, we will assist you. You can enter only one story into the contest. The word limit is at 3000 words.
The prizes will be EITHER an illustration for your story made by OR a co-founder-status for one year in this group.
Nothing at the moment! Check back soon!
Genie ZodiacHey there!Genie Zodiac by MaxMed-01
I have some some idea about genies' theme.
What about... Genie Zodiac (Classic, Japanese, etc.)?
I offer 2 variants to do this:
1) The image reflects the appearance of its zodiac sign.
2) The image reflects the characteristics (at least the most remarkable characteristic) of its zodiac sign.
But there was a third way: creating unique Zodiac with unique characters, but this idea seemed too complex, so... if you dare, do it this way.
What do YOU think about this idea? And who agrees to make such Zodiac sign set with me?
If you are ready, send me a note.
All additional conditions are discussed right here, in this entry.
Flight of the GenieFlight of the GenieFlight of the Genie by danio13
Genie: So alone....
A red-headed genie sits on the floor, sporting the usual female Arabian genie outfit colored in orange.
The genie was surrounded by a circular room with nothing but a mat and a table with a healthy rose in a jar.
Genie: (sigh) 500 years later and nothing....Why can someone just let me out already....I'm...I'm tired of being alone...
She collapsed on the floor in boredom, hoping that someone else will release her soon. But more than that, she wants to see how much the world has changed so far.
Suddenly there was a slight vibration that the genie could hear. It kept growing until it became a loud hum.
Genie: (gasp) C..Can it be?
(Outside, in a room)
Sam just bought an odd lamp in an antic store. The lamp had orange swirly design all over . Sam looked over the lamp and started rubbing off dirt and marveled at the design.
Suddenly the lamp vibrated vigorously and Sam dropped it in fear.
Sam: Wha..What the?!..
The cork was pushed out by a s
A World Without WishesShe walked the sun-baked streets, the sun above her still as abrasively bright and hot as she remembered it. The sun, however, was the only thing she still recognized.A World Without Wishes by UberMan5000
The streets of her city, once lined with beautiful palaces, gardens and gates, were now surrounded by square, tan, purpose-built buildings, where there wasn't rubble and remains. Once bustling, the streets here were now deserted, and they were covered in some kind of hard, black substance, like tar. The air was also quite silent, no longer bustling with excited chatter and song, just the hot desert zephyr and an occasional, muffled boom in the distance.
She ran into the occasional other person here and there, mostly tall, white men in strange, baggy clothes just as brown and tan as the dull surroundings. They shouted angrily at her in a language she did not recognize, and when they forcibly tried to take her away, she charmed them into forgetting her, and letting her pass.
The clothes she wore were airy and left little t
Arin the Genie Chapter 7 Carnival Part 2Arin the Genie Chapter 7 Carnival Part 2 by manymasksmanyfaces
Arin the Genie Chapter 7 Carnival Part 2
Arin opened her eyes to see the bright day. She stretched a bit feeling stiff and lightheaded from being a plush cushion. They were in an alley, and she could hear the low roar of a celebration not too far from where they stood. She stuck her head out to see a crowded main street with lively music filling the air. This must be Cologne. The buildings all seemed relatively post-modern than she expected with a few exceptions like the old cathedral and an archway that a parade passed through. Before she could investigate further, she heard moaning behind her. The genie turned to see Max rising from behind a dumpster. He rubbed his head. “Ow… she dropped me on the dumpster on purpose? She teleported us so quick.”
“You okay?” Arin asked helping him up.
She noticed Max was snickering. She put her hand on her hip, “What’s funny? Is there something wrong with my face?”
Max poofed a mirror for her to see her
Arin the Genie Chapter 6, Carnival part 1Arin the Genie Chapter 6, Carnival part 1 by manymasksmanyfaces
Arin the Genie Chapter 6, Carnival part 1
Arin and Max played Mario Kart 8 in her bottle enjoying a lazy Saturday afternoon working hard to procrastinate since she started school again. Completing the fall semester despite being a freakin’ genie trapped in a freakin’ bottle was a challenge. She overcame it though. Now that she trudged through the spring semester, Arin was grateful to have Max to talk to but he didn’t want to leave Mary alone in the bottle too long so Arin visited them often. The two made their bottle half castle, half penthouse! They would have some fun gamer sessions in her bottle and she visited his bottle occasionally. Max almost always had on his Borussia Dortmund soccer jersey. When she asked about it’s mascot, he said it was a bee giving Arin a good laugh.
The German genie’s jaw fell in shock when Arin hit his cart with a red shell before he could cross the finish line. Arin cried out in joy as she passed him to win.
Snipped from diyas past((set when shade and diya were small children and as close as can be))Snipped from diyas past by Lady-Shroob
A small Ifrit sat on a rock, away from the village chucking pebbles into the sea a brown cloak was curled round him as a few blotches of blood were appearing, he wore a look of both pain and sadness. The child held it close to him as he heard footsteps
"DIIIIYYYAAA!!!!" Came the voice of a blue djinn, a young Marid by the name of shade, blue eyes burning with flame
"diya! where ya been ive been looking allllll over for you!" He beamed tackling the other djinn to the floor, it caused a cry of pain
"get off me" tears weld in diyas emerald eyes
"diya?" Shade questioned
"go away shade!" the child turned to shade tears falling
"your hurt! who hurt you?! Ill get them" shade tried to tug the cloak but failed, diya refused to show
Shade continued to pester Diya, worried and concerened, everything about the other child was off, diya wasnt his usual warm self
"its just a scratch! I fell out a tree" diya spoke quickly ly