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paixaorpg2010-10-15 12:26 am
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This Isn’t The Desert [Active]
Character(s): Aladdin, open to anyone
Content: The boy from Agrabah has made his appearance in Paixao
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Late Afternoon
Warnings: Probably Nothing
Aladdin woke up in a jump, he was quite aware that this wasn’t Agrabah. For one thing, it wasn’t his room, secondly, this place was no scorching hot desert, and lastly, his friends weren’t around him at all. Abu and Iago were missing, even carpet was too, and Genie! His lamp wasn’t even near Aladdin. He also remembered Jasmine… Oh no, now he HAD to find out where she was. Aladdin looked around as he sat up. Pushing his way through the crowded line. He got up to the booth. “Hey! You have to tell me, where I-”
“Name?”
“Uh, I’m Aladdin?”
“Welcome to the city of Paixao, here’s your journal.”
Aladdin was given a small device, he opened it up, it didn’t look like something to write in. That is until the screen lit up and he saw the keyboard that one would use to type in the words. He’s never seen something like this before. When Aladdin tried to ask how he got here and what not, the person gave no reply to him. He assumed that just was how they treated most visitors here. Walking through the gate staring at his journal, he took in his surroundings. This place was one huge dome with the most elaborate artwork Aladdin’s ever seen.
Well, this was a fine day, the only thing Aladdin had on his mind was to try and find a way out of here, so he can back to his friends, most importantly, Jasmine. He folded his arms in thought, and then tried examining his electronic journal. Aladdin sighed, “Now what do I do?”
Content: The boy from Agrabah has made his appearance in Paixao
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Late Afternoon
Warnings: Probably Nothing
Aladdin woke up in a jump, he was quite aware that this wasn’t Agrabah. For one thing, it wasn’t his room, secondly, this place was no scorching hot desert, and lastly, his friends weren’t around him at all. Abu and Iago were missing, even carpet was too, and Genie! His lamp wasn’t even near Aladdin. He also remembered Jasmine… Oh no, now he HAD to find out where she was. Aladdin looked around as he sat up. Pushing his way through the crowded line. He got up to the booth. “Hey! You have to tell me, where I-”
“Name?”
“Uh, I’m Aladdin?”
“Welcome to the city of Paixao, here’s your journal.”
Aladdin was given a small device, he opened it up, it didn’t look like something to write in. That is until the screen lit up and he saw the keyboard that one would use to type in the words. He’s never seen something like this before. When Aladdin tried to ask how he got here and what not, the person gave no reply to him. He assumed that just was how they treated most visitors here. Walking through the gate staring at his journal, he took in his surroundings. This place was one huge dome with the most elaborate artwork Aladdin’s ever seen.
Well, this was a fine day, the only thing Aladdin had on his mind was to try and find a way out of here, so he can back to his friends, most importantly, Jasmine. He folded his arms in thought, and then tried examining his electronic journal. Aladdin sighed, “Now what do I do?”
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"That would be up to you," he answered.
It was, after all, the only thing that could be said. He had no real idea of what this man might have been looking for.