Magic Lamp -2- Greetings, Oh Great MasterJohn stood before Claire, the girl two flights down that she had had a crush on since moving into this apartment three years ago. The girl the Genie had never dared to ask out, despite, at one time, being a wizard of some power. The girl who moved now lived with her fiancee. And now Claire held John’s lamp and life in her hands.
Claire was a stunning girl of medium height and cherry blonde hair and black framed glasses. She always wore sandals, if the weather allowed, and clothes that seemed to defy in all the rules in that they were 1) comfortable, and 2) totally sexy. She looked at John with wild, amazed eyes and her mouth hung open, as she didn't believe what she had just seen.
And then John started to speak, but not because she wanted to. Instead, she had an unstoppable urge to speak, and she did so with a quiet feminine voice and made slow arm gestures as she spoke.
"Thank you, oh generous and wise Master, I am the Genie of the lamp you hold in your hands. I am bound to it a
Magic Lamp -3- The True Color of Her MasterGenie made her magic work and a moment later a card appeared in her hand. Simply white with gold lettering and blue accents that swirled like Genie smoke. It was a save the date card and Genie created a whole box of them, declaring the wedding to take place two months hence. She handed these to her Master, who was eager to see just what her Genie had wrought. And it was at this time Genie thought it would be a good time to build a relationship with her Master. It would be easier for her to escape her bondage with the help and support of her Master, or at least, to not being stuck in her lamp. So she said something she hoped would pique Claire's interest; something about her past life free of the lamp. But she also wondered if Claire would even care.
"I hope, Master, that your wedding is the day of bliss you dreamed of. Would that I have been able to wed, before my imprisonment . . ."
"Your imprisonment?" Claire asked, stunned. "I thought you were born inside the lamp or something. Are
Magic Lamp -4- The Twist of a WishOnce again the entire world opened up to Genie. Every possibility at her disposal, with or without magic, was available to her. She knew exactly what her Master wanted, of course, was to own the mansion free and clear, and Genie could do that. And a part of her very much wanted to give her what she wanted.
But Genie also remembered how Claire had tricked her earlier, and the way Claire seemed to love lord oven Genie. So Genie could grant her Master's wish in such a way that the current owners of the house could force a legal battle for the house, and she could even time it to start right around the time of the wedding, perhaps ruining both.
But the last option Genie saw as somewhat viable was a loophole in Claire's wish. Her Master had commanded that she and her fiancee live in the house, not to own it. And this house came with currently unoccupied servant's quarters. With one snap of her fingers, Claire and Kevin would feel how it was to be a servant to another.
With these options lai
Magic Lamp -5- Wishes and CursesWhile Genie's were not well known for making choices on their own, Genie made hers, and decided to allow Olivia her rest for now. Hard enough to explain to her that she shared a body with a twenty-something, let alone that she was also a Genie's Master. Besides, better was the Master you knew than the Master you did not.
"Yes, of course, Master, you still have three wishes you may use. But, I must add one caveat, no wish you make can bring harm to Olivia, mental or physical."
"Now why the hell is that?"
"Because you and she share a body, she as well as you are my Master, and my wishes can not bring harm to my Master."
"First, your wishes? You don't get wishes, Genie, you grant them to your superiors. Second, putting me in this body isn't considered harming me? I could break my hip and die."
I wish you would, the Genie thought, and then she chastised herself for wishing any ill upon her Master. Outwardly, she grimaced and rubbed her head.
"It is not, Master."
A Better Lamp (Shantae TF/TG) [GIFT]
Peter was out in the city buying a few things that he needed. Some food, a few tools, amongst others things. He would always make a bit of time on the way back home to check out a pawn shop along the way back. There usually wasn't anything of note, but sometimes he struck gold. Today, he would literally strike gold...somewhat and also not at all. He found a rather elegant and quite beautiful looking bottle. If he didn't know any better he'd say it was a genie bottle. Of course genies don't really exist. None the less, he did want it quite bad, unfortunately it's price tag was far out of his price range. A bit sad and defeated he put it down and returned home.
He set all of his buyings on the table and was about to start putting things away when he was stopped by a knock on the door. It was a bit odd, he wasn't expecting company or any kind of delivery, so he opted to ignore it until they gave up and left. Oddly enough they only knocked once. Peter tried to keep on doing his thing