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If Genies had their own online chatrooms.
This is a submission to the Thursday Prompt writing group. Using the prompt-words ‘bottle’ 'attempt' and 'condemnation'. Check out the group's user page by following this link. And the other stories generated from these prompts here, here and here.
THURSDAY PROMPT STORY INDEX
Lamp Chat
By: DankeDonuts
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dankedonuts/
ELITE_EFR33T has entered the conversation.
ELITE_EFR33T: Back.
ALASSIN: Hey.
THEBLUECRUSADER: WB
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: That didn’t last long.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Wotcher.
DJINNBUG: ‘Sup. Did you do the thing?
ELITE_EFR33T: Nope. Typical one-two-whiff.
ALASSIN: He didn’t *have time* to do the thing, DB.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Where are you at, EE?
ELITE_EFR33T: Some neckbeard’s basement. I think he bought ML at a pot dispensary.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Beats popping up in an antique store. Pot shop, I mean, no so much the basement.
ELITE_EFR33T: Guy wished for “The power to get p*ssy* whenever I want it!” So I made him a her.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: Ha!
THEBLUECRUSADER: Classic.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Fracking incels. Only been calling themselves that a for a few years and I’m already sick of them.
ALASSIN: No such thing as an incel. If you choose to behave like an unf*ckable a**hole, you’re a volcel. And an a**hole.
THEBLUECRUSADER: No politics on this board, you two. You’ve been warned before.
DJINNBUG: Unbox the banhammre.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: HASSAN CHOP!!!
ELITE_EFR33T: ANYWAY. Lady-guy demands to have their c*ck and b*lls back. “Give me back my junk, b*tch!” So I grant them. Didn’t change anything else, tho...
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Sweet.
DJINNBUG: LOL.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Good one.
ALASSIN: Mwahaha.
ELITE_EFR33T: Thanks. Now he’s ruleslawyering his #3. Told me to cork myself while he muddles it out. So here I am.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: “Nobody give me bad ideas for wishes but me!”
ELITE_EFR33T: *twiddles thumbs* What’s new here?
ALASSIN: Is there ever anything new? -_-
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: Incels, apparently.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Daomond is still AFL. Been days. Usually, she’s got the human sorted faster than this.
DAOMOND has entered the conversation.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: *snerk*
DAOMOND: Help! Hello?
DAOMOND: Am I doing this right?
ALASSIN: Noob!
DJINNBUG: NØØB
DAOMOND: Where am I? What is this? I don’t belong here!
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: "I’m not a Genie! I’m a human being!”
DJINNBUG : RIMBL
PRIME_MARIDIAN: D made it out!
ALASSIN: Congrats, D! :)
ELITE_EFR33T: *applause*
THEBLUECRUSADER: Hello, Daomond’s swap-in. Sending you a GM. It will walk you through changing your account name.
ELITE_EFR33T: Welcome to boring-ass hell.
DJINNBUG: Worlds of power pulsing through every cell in your incorporeal body, hardly any chance to let it off the hook.
ALASSIN: All the short-sighted fools you can con.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: Itty bitty living space.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: They’re new. Be nice.
DJINNBUG: I wonder if he did the thing.
ALASSIN: Yes, we know. We all know about the thing.
ELITE_EFR33T: (Still practicing my wish, just in case)
DAOMOND: I don’t know the thing! What’s the thing?
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: So excited!!! *Packing*
THEBLUECRUSADER: How about you walk us through what happened nice and slow?
DAOMOND: I was browsing a thrift store and found this old, chipped-up clay kettle. I thought it was a kettle. I was gonna spackle it up and repaint it. I started cleaning it up with my ceramic tools, and poof! This woman in a belly dancer outfit appears.
ALASSIN: Another classic.
ELITE_EFR33T: She’s been playing the game long enough.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Shh!
DAOMOND: The first wish was… whoa. I didn’t want it to stop! She told me it didn’t have to. But I’m no idiot. I know what happens when you ask a Genie for their power. But she said there was a way around that. I’m such an idiot!
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Don’t feel bad. We all fell for it, too. Give it a few hundred years and you won’t even blame her anymore.
ALASSIN: *pat pat*
DJINNBUG: Just tell us what happened after you wished for all the lamps.
DAOMOND: How did you know about that?
ELITE_EFR33T: HO LY SH IT ! !
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: IT WORKED!
DJINNBUG: It’s the thing! The thing!
THEBLUECRUSADER: Back on topic. What did the lamps look like?
DAOMOND: Um… A long, green bottle with a wide bottom and two handles. A Rum bottle maybe. Lots of scratches on that. Some Victorian looking lantern with the glass blacked out. A few moire. I’m guessing… you?
ALASSIN: Mine looks like a brass club. (Whaling ship). Am I there? TELL ME I’M THERE!
DAOMOND: Yeah, I think … maybe? What’s going on?
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: It’s a jail break, baby!
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Eeeeeee! SRML!. See you on the other side, guys!
PRIME_MARIDIAN has exited the conversation.
ALASSIN: Woot!
DJINNBUG: Yee haw!
THEBLUECRUSADER: *Single tear*
ELITE_EFR33T: Hot d*man!
ELITE_EFR33T has exited the conversation.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: That’s all, folks!
DJINNBUG: The thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
DJINNBUG has exited the conversation.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: has exited the conversation.
DAOMOND: I did good, right? You’re gonna wish me out of here, yeah?
ALASSIN has exited the conversation.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Sorry, but your lamp relocated itself as part of the spell that drew you inside of it. I’m afraid your stuck. No hard feelings, pal.
THEBLUECRUSADER has exited the conversation.
DAOMOND: . . .
DAOMOND: Someone could wish my lamp onto the pile, right?
DAOMOND: Then wish me free?
DAOMOND: I promise I won’t wreak magical revenge on anyone!
DAOMOND: ?
DAOMOND: Hello?
DAOMOND: A few hundred years?
THURSDAY PROMPT STORY INDEX
This is a submission to the Thursday Prompt writing group. Using the prompt-words ‘bottle’ 'attempt' and 'condemnation'. Check out the group's user page by following this link. And the other stories generated from these prompts here, here and here.
THURSDAY PROMPT STORY INDEX
Lamp Chat
By: DankeDonuts
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dankedonuts/
ELITE_EFR33T has entered the conversation.
ELITE_EFR33T: Back.
ALASSIN: Hey.
THEBLUECRUSADER: WB
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: That didn’t last long.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Wotcher.
DJINNBUG: ‘Sup. Did you do the thing?
ELITE_EFR33T: Nope. Typical one-two-whiff.
ALASSIN: He didn’t *have time* to do the thing, DB.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Where are you at, EE?
ELITE_EFR33T: Some neckbeard’s basement. I think he bought ML at a pot dispensary.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Beats popping up in an antique store. Pot shop, I mean, no so much the basement.
ELITE_EFR33T: Guy wished for “The power to get p*ssy* whenever I want it!” So I made him a her.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: Ha!
THEBLUECRUSADER: Classic.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Fracking incels. Only been calling themselves that a for a few years and I’m already sick of them.
ALASSIN: No such thing as an incel. If you choose to behave like an unf*ckable a**hole, you’re a volcel. And an a**hole.
THEBLUECRUSADER: No politics on this board, you two. You’ve been warned before.
DJINNBUG: Unbox the banhammre.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: HASSAN CHOP!!!
ELITE_EFR33T: ANYWAY. Lady-guy demands to have their c*ck and b*lls back. “Give me back my junk, b*tch!” So I grant them. Didn’t change anything else, tho...
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Sweet.
DJINNBUG: LOL.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Good one.
ALASSIN: Mwahaha.
ELITE_EFR33T: Thanks. Now he’s ruleslawyering his #3. Told me to cork myself while he muddles it out. So here I am.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: “Nobody give me bad ideas for wishes but me!”
ELITE_EFR33T: *twiddles thumbs* What’s new here?
ALASSIN: Is there ever anything new? -_-
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: Incels, apparently.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Daomond is still AFL. Been days. Usually, she’s got the human sorted faster than this.
DAOMOND has entered the conversation.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: *snerk*
DAOMOND: Help! Hello?
DAOMOND: Am I doing this right?
ALASSIN: Noob!
DJINNBUG: NØØB
DAOMOND: Where am I? What is this? I don’t belong here!
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: "I’m not a Genie! I’m a human being!”
DJINNBUG : RIMBL
PRIME_MARIDIAN: D made it out!
ALASSIN: Congrats, D! :)
ELITE_EFR33T: *applause*
THEBLUECRUSADER: Hello, Daomond’s swap-in. Sending you a GM. It will walk you through changing your account name.
ELITE_EFR33T: Welcome to boring-ass hell.
DJINNBUG: Worlds of power pulsing through every cell in your incorporeal body, hardly any chance to let it off the hook.
ALASSIN: All the short-sighted fools you can con.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: Itty bitty living space.
PRIME_MARIDIAN: They’re new. Be nice.
DJINNBUG: I wonder if he did the thing.
ALASSIN: Yes, we know. We all know about the thing.
ELITE_EFR33T: (Still practicing my wish, just in case)
DAOMOND: I don’t know the thing! What’s the thing?
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: So excited!!! *Packing*
THEBLUECRUSADER: How about you walk us through what happened nice and slow?
DAOMOND: I was browsing a thrift store and found this old, chipped-up clay kettle. I thought it was a kettle. I was gonna spackle it up and repaint it. I started cleaning it up with my ceramic tools, and poof! This woman in a belly dancer outfit appears.
ALASSIN: Another classic.
ELITE_EFR33T: She’s been playing the game long enough.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Shh!
DAOMOND: The first wish was… whoa. I didn’t want it to stop! She told me it didn’t have to. But I’m no idiot. I know what happens when you ask a Genie for their power. But she said there was a way around that. I’m such an idiot!
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Don’t feel bad. We all fell for it, too. Give it a few hundred years and you won’t even blame her anymore.
ALASSIN: *pat pat*
DJINNBUG: Just tell us what happened after you wished for all the lamps.
DAOMOND: How did you know about that?
ELITE_EFR33T: HO LY SH IT ! !
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: IT WORKED!
DJINNBUG: It’s the thing! The thing!
THEBLUECRUSADER: Back on topic. What did the lamps look like?
DAOMOND: Um… A long, green bottle with a wide bottom and two handles. A Rum bottle maybe. Lots of scratches on that. Some Victorian looking lantern with the glass blacked out. A few moire. I’m guessing… you?
ALASSIN: Mine looks like a brass club. (Whaling ship). Am I there? TELL ME I’M THERE!
DAOMOND: Yeah, I think … maybe? What’s going on?
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: It’s a jail break, baby!
PRIME_MARIDIAN: Eeeeeee! SRML!. See you on the other side, guys!
PRIME_MARIDIAN has exited the conversation.
ALASSIN: Woot!
DJINNBUG: Yee haw!
THEBLUECRUSADER: *Single tear*
ELITE_EFR33T: Hot d*man!
ELITE_EFR33T has exited the conversation.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: That’s all, folks!
DJINNBUG: The thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
DJINNBUG has exited the conversation.
JANN-IN-THE-PANN: has exited the conversation.
DAOMOND: I did good, right? You’re gonna wish me out of here, yeah?
ALASSIN has exited the conversation.
THEBLUECRUSADER: Sorry, but your lamp relocated itself as part of the spell that drew you inside of it. I’m afraid your stuck. No hard feelings, pal.
THEBLUECRUSADER has exited the conversation.
DAOMOND: . . .
DAOMOND: Someone could wish my lamp onto the pile, right?
DAOMOND: Then wish me free?
DAOMOND: I promise I won’t wreak magical revenge on anyone!
DAOMOND: ?
DAOMOND: Hello?
DAOMOND: A few hundred years?
THURSDAY PROMPT STORY INDEX
Category Story / Fantasy
Species Exotic (Other)
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 100.1 kB
Listed in Folders
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