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((lol i'm afraid to let her out of her lamp...she might interupt something))
 
     
 
{ Lol, maybe... I'd have to see if it'll be something when Imperator posts. 8D
Btw, how's recruiting? }
     
((A shoe upon your head? Because feet are dirty evil things! And having dirty evil things on your head is bad! Thats why >.> I also know that calling someone a fatah[foreskin] is bad))

"Now, we make it so that they couldn't afford getting rid of us," he said absent mindedly. For some reason this genie was very distracting, and she acted like she knew it as well. He paused to get a firm grip on his mind, and turned to face his palace once again. He shouted for his servants to hurry out, and soon enough there was a gaggle of them staring out at his army with very scared expressions on their face.

"Take these carts to the city, and sell it as cheaply as you can," he said to them absent mindedly. He dismissed his servants with a wave of his free hand, before turning to look at his genie once more. There was something else here that he could do, but for some reason he couldn't think of it at all.

He knew why, but for some strange reason he didn't want to change a thing. "What do you think? Is there more to be done?" he asked her.
 
     
 
((*fart noise and thumbs down* idk y no one joins my rps anymore))
     
((Well, to be fair you do seem to be lacking slots for people in this RP. You need like a neutral person profile as well >.> ))
 
     
 
Meryem Salima Abdallah
"Genie of Seduction and Order."


Meryem watched his servants drive off. Her smile had faded slightly, but her eyes gleamed with some happiness that even she could not quite pinpoint. “Aren’t you the master here?” she teased lightly. She flickered to his other side, then behind him. “Involving your ultimate conquest for absolute rule…no, there is no more to be done. All you can do now is wait a day for a reaction. But that leaves you with an awful lot of time on your hands. Time is too precious to be wasted, hmm?” Meryem whispered into his ear, her hands tracing down his arms. She flickered, appearing an inch away from his face in front of him. She held his gaze, knowing her ruby eyes would lure rather than frighten with the way that they were slightly shining. She leaned in towards his neck, teasing him, until her lips barely brushed the skin there…then, she was gone. She stood three feet away from him, behind him, arm stretched, hand out: an invitation. “Order your army to stay put,” she suggested. “Let’s go back upstairs.”


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{ Oh, smart. >< But it's also mainly a cultural/Arab insult. I’ve actually never heard of fatah as an insult. It’s generally used as ‘an opening’. But when used as ‘foreskin’, oh do I know how insulting that is. D;
@Dyanna: Advertise, woman! Make people love this roleplay. 8D

Goodnight Everyone, I’m going to bed. >D }
     
((I thought it was middle eastern in general, because of the whole feet washing thing in the Bible >.> Yes I am smart and yes I do like hearing it very often. And I is sorry that you've had Fatah used on you, it makes me sad. And for a second I totally thought you said make love to the roleplay XD

And I'll see if I can draw some friends into the RP >.>

Night!))

She really did know exactly what to do to seduce a man, and she was trying her hardest to seduce him. He had to fight against the pull of his body, which didn't understand such things as pride or refusing to be used. On the other hand, a refusal now that he had expressed interest would be nothing more than a foolish display of foolish pride. He frowned, and waved a hand at his army. "Patrol the perimiter, and three hundred of you go to protect the caravan. Make sure that you are not seen and that you do not kill anyone unless it is necessary," he shouted to the army.

He probably could have given them commands with his mind, but there was something about shouting at that mass of troops that made one feel powerful.

"And what can I say to an offer such as that," he replied to the genie, "but as you wish."
 
     
 
((gonna stay in the lamp...i can see where this is going))
     
(( XD ))
 
     
 


Luki Veles


Dull amethyst eyes slowly slid open, their gaze resting upon a ceiling that looked deceptively close to the interior of a bottle, the neck specifically. The owner of the eyes, a blonde fellow with an unusually playful expression nearly always on his face, sighed before shifting his position on the mass of pillows that invaded a mattress that laid on the floor. Luki was bored...very, very bored to the point of near insanity. After all, there was only so much a genie could do to occupy himself before growing tired of his little means of amusement. Add a personality that was conducive to trickery and a knack for getting oneself, as well as others, into trouble and you had a genie ready to pop. For once, Luki actually wanted a human to get ahold of his lamp and rub it. Being cooped up in a bottle for too long was really starting to wear on him, especially in light of the minute vibes he'd been getting from a few of the other genies. Well, at least they had something to do.

He rose from his prone position and wandered across the interior of his bottle, which resembled the interior of an odd-looking cross between a cottage and a yurt. The coloring of the interior wasn't bland in the least, unless one considered vibrant hues of violets and greens very bland indeed. The addition of the occasional blue and black seemed to tie the colors together somehow, despite the class that one would expect. Call it eccentric and Luki would simply smile at you and call it home. He began poking around in a kitchen-like area, snapping the fingers of his left hand every so often to conjure something. Luki was up to absolutely nothing, simply trolling around the kitchen to keep himself occupied and produce something out of his idleness.
     
((ty btw Imperator
What don't want to interrupt the 'festivities'. That would be rude and embarassing for her))
 
     
 
((Thank you? For what? And heh... Luki. Which is totally different from the trickster known as Loki XD ))
     
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Dyanna felt a vibe from her partner genie, not to come out. She sighed, biting at the inside of her lip. She was so bored. She could dance again, but it only reminded her of how she got stuck here. She sighed and got up. She a graceful wave of her hand a mirror appeared in her hand. She looked in it, seeing her partner genie 'working'. She swasn't needed. She waved her other hand over it, looking for someone to talk to. She couldn't find anyone of interest. Then a blurred image. Blurred images meant a magic being in their home. She laughed. Another genie. Well some to talk to. She sent a spark through the mirror to the spot it was.
 
     
 
((you said u'll try to recruit))
     
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Luki Veles


Luki's amethyst eyes shot up from the concoction he'd been working on, which didn't look very desirable at all since he'd been working entirely from smell. Well, if it worked out then maybe someday he could teach a blind guy archery. The genie's gaze rested on a mirror that had been set against one edge of the bottle, settling at more of a float than anything else. This mirror had just sparked and that meant only one thing, there was another magical being trying to contact him. Luki started running through his list of beings that might want to contact him, instantly throwing out the idea that a giant would be attempting that, not enough brain power to focus magical energy. Well, it could have still been any number of things, including another genie or possibly a sorcerer even if he didn't know any personally. He eventually wandered over to the mirror, opting to leave his concoction made from culinary curiosity, and gave it a tap. The tap sent a spark back to the sender, his spark being a bit flashier and a specific shade of bright orange that somehow managed to keep from crossing into the neon spectrum of color. There was a blur in the mirror, so Luki couldn't figure out who it was, only that it wasn't a sorcerer.

(( Loki? I have no idea who that could be. I know nothing of the Norse God famous for his pranks and tricks against (and sometimes for) the Aesir. mrgreen ))
 
     
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- Guildenstern, Hamlet, Act II Scene 2
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