Lara
Streetrat
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Post by Lara on Mar 19, 2003 16:04:55 GMT -5
Ok now we will make up our own Aladdin story. You continue where the last person left off. Ready? I'll begin...
Jasmine curtsied to Aladdin as he walked through the entrance hall under the crystal chandelier. The ballroom was waiting for them through the doorway. Jasmine was dressed so nicely in a long silk blue dress that hugged her hips. She took Aladdin's hand and they walked into the ballroom.
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Post by Calluna on Mar 20, 2003 1:48:03 GMT -5
OOC: I'm about to go to bed, so I won't work on this right now. I'm just going to move this over to the Fanfic section and sticky it so it'll stay at the top.  |
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Sadira
Agrabah Citizen
"Rajah was just playing with him".
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Post by Sadira on May 15, 2004 22:08:58 GMT -5
The Ballroom was richly decorated with elegant columns.The evening had an air of enchancement.This night marked the first year of Aladdin and Jasmine`s marriage.Jasmine glowed in her lovely blue dress .Her long raven hair was unbound and flowed freely.She smiled at Aladdin as they began to dance.Everything seemed perfect.She was certain that nothing could ruin this beautiful night,but fate had other plans for the young couple.
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Marisa
Streetrat
Well, excu-u-u-use me, princess!
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Post by Marisa on Jun 27, 2004 22:00:23 GMT -5
Aladdin hugged her close, and Jasmine closed her eyes and let herself get swept up in the moment, letting the music and her husband's movements guide her through the dance. However, Aladdin stumbled, and his grip tightened. He stopped moving, and Jasmine gazed at him.
Aladdin pulled away from the embrace and placed his right hand lightly over his eyes, leaning on a nearby pillar to steady himself.
"...Aladdin?" Jasmine noticed how pale he had gotten and began to worry. "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine." He smiled weakly. "I just... I don't know, I was cold, all of a sudden... and dizzy."
"I didn't feel anything." Jasmine frowned, thinking.
"It... it was nothing, really." Aladdin smiled behind his own worry. He had felt the chill even in his wife's warm arms -- it was anything but normal. It had passed quickly, however, and Aladdin was already beginning to get the color back in his cheeks.
But there was something else in the chill that had caught him off guard more than anything else -- something about it left him feeling... nostalgic.
"Aladdin?" Jasmine's voice broke his thoughts.
"Come on, let's get back to dancing." Aladdin smiled and took Jasmine in his arms, stepping back... and straight into Genie.
"Uh, Al?" Genie tapped the boy on the shoulder, "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
Aladdin glanced at Genie, then gazed around at the numerous guests. They were staring at the sultan-to-be with quite awkwards looks on their faces, not sure what to make of the situation.
"Can it wait?" Aladdin hissed quietly, "This is sort of important."
"It'll only take a second." Genie grabbed Aladdin's arm and roughly dragged him out of the room. Jasmine followed closely, then turned to her guests. "Erm... carry on. We'll be back in a moment."
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Genie had taken the form of a scrawny man with blonde hair that curled strangely at the forehead. He donned red glasses and a navy, pink-collared bodysuit. The nametag read "Eagon Spangler".
"I've detected an uncanny manifestation of ectoplasmic radiation in the vicinity." He said monotoniusly.
Aladdin and Jasmine stared at him, dumbfounded.
Genie paused, poofing back to his normal self. "Er, there's a ghost somewhere around here."
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