You are standing by a tree
There are 3 paths.
One appears to go to a jungle,
one appears to go to a cave,
one appears to go to a beach,
you could try and climb the tree,
there is a nearby shop you could go in,
or you could do something else.
So what's its going to be?
Written by catprog on 01 April 2003
In the shop
There is a table with a sign saying
<strong>Free Sample:</strong>
Take one
On the table there is a fridge with a range of liquids. Also on the table are various magical trinkets including costumes. What would you like to take, or would you like to buy something?
Written by catprog on 10 April 2003
Other
You decide to get something else. But what?
Written by catprog on 13 December 2005
A lamp
You take a lamp. Now what are you going to do with it?
Written by catprog on 05 March 2004
Transformation Genie
Just then, a huge puff of green smoke appears.
The smoke forms the shape of a humanoid, then finally materializes into a turquoise-skinned man who appears to be about 25 years old. You quiver with fear, staring at him (after all, you're not used to seeing turquoise-skinned men appear out of lamps).
"Who has rubbed the lamp of the Genie of Transformation?", the man asks in a light, yet stern voice.
"I-I did", you answer softly.
He steps closer to you and bows. "Thank You, Master, Thank You!", he says as he kneels to you.
"Master?"
He stands. "Yes", he says. "You have released me from the Lamp, and now you may have three wishes.
The wishes carry certain limitations, however..."
"Yes, like what?", you ask again, almost bursting with excitement (having your own genie and all).
"First, there are only three wishes, no more and no less, and this may not be changed by any wishes made. Second, all wishes made by the master should be precisely worded. If the wish is too vague, then I shall choose the remaining factors of the wish. And third, all wishes must be related to the change of the master, or of someone else that the master chooses. In other words, all wishes must be transformative."
Well what are you going to wish for?
Written by on 11 March 2004
I don't need a **** Transformation
"I don't need a transformation thank you very much," you say. "I am perfectly happy as a human". "You can take your conditional wishes elsewhere, you ****".
The genie's eyes widen. "You are going to regret mocking me". " You don't want a transformation, too bad you're getting one.
GULP!!!
Written by on 18 May 2004
Park
"You are going to my animal park and help with the breeding programs" booms the genie.
All of a sudden a portal appears and sucks you in.As you go through you get knocked out.
When you awake your in...
Written by on 22 May 2004
Myth Room
You awaken in a room with 3 doors.
Each door has a word inscribed on it.
Air
Land
And Water
Which one do you want?
Written by on 27 July 2004
Air
You go through the door.
You step out into open air.
You try to get back to the door but to your horror it has gone.
You then notice you are growing wings but what kind?
Written by on 27 July 2004
Dragon ... Well half anyway
With a sharp pain and a rip in your pants you grow a tail.
You watch in horror scales ripples down your legs.
When the transformation finishes you realise that from the waist down you're a dragon and from the waist up apart from the wings your human.
Written by on 28 July 2004
The Species Change Completes
Almost as soon as you are used to your new body the changes start again.
The scales continue to grow and soon cover your entire body.
You feel your head reshaping as the dragon's horns make their presence felt.
As you look at your hands and feet, claws poke out.
You feel your body making the final changes and, all of a sudden, you start to grow.
Soon you are a full dragon in all but mind.
Written by on 28 July 2004
Time to Start Flying
The transformation is a good thing, as you're still falling. Your chances as a human wouldn't have been good just now. As a dragon, they're better, but you're still tumbling straight down towards the surface of... wherever this is. It's time to use your new wings.
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It takes you a few rather anxious seconds to separate your various flailing limbs; there are, after all, several more than you're used to. Once you do, though, moving them is surprisingly easy. Your new wings move as naturally as the rest of you - it's like using a second pair of arms, or wiggling your ears.
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You can do that too, incidentally. You waste several seconds just flicking them back and forth before you realize you've lost another hundred feet. This is no time get distracted.
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As soon as you spread your wings, the wind stops rushing past you and starts hitting you instead. The feeling is surprisingly pleasant. You keep your wings out, membranes taut against the wind, and gradually conquer it. Your fall slows. Before long, you're gliding along on thick pillows of air.
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Now that you're no longer falling, you finally take a look at the ground. Most of it is an odd red-orange color. You're still too high to make out details, so you fold your wings and go into a dive. It's exhilarating when you know you're not falling to your death. You rush toward the ground like a torpedo. In your excitement, you let out a deafening roar, which you stop as soon as you realize it's coming from you.
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You are definitely not human anymore.
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You can think about that on the ground, though. Right now, you need to just concentrate on getting there.
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The orange, it turns out, is rocks. Lots of rocks. The entire ground beneath you seems to be rocks - tall, narrow ones, peaks and ridges, pillars carved into strange shapes by the wind. They're pretty, but not the best surface for landing on. You open your wings again. You can't help but grin at the snap of the air caught under your new limbs. Your fall slows for a second time, and soon you're gliding again. The jagged rocks rush by beneath you. You move your head back and forth on your long neck, looking for any place flat enough to land. Your neck is flexible enough that you can even look directly behind you. There's still nothing but rocks. A more experienced dragon could probably land here, but you've been flying for all of five minutes. You'd break every bone in your reptilian body.
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You glide on for a while, finding shapes in the rocks. That one looks like a chicken. That one looks like a monkey wrench. That one looks like... a rock...
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After a few minutes of this, you start to get tired of gliding. Surely you can do better than that. Gliding is all very well, but it's not real flying. It's time to see what these wings can do.
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You flap once, experimentally, and rise slightly. You do it again. You tip your wings - somehow, you know just the right angle - and swoop straight up, then curve over upside down and turn it into a loop. Then another loop. Before long, you're looping and twirling in patterns that would make fighter pilots jealous. You let out another exhilarated roar, and you don't stop this time. You're flying as a dragon; you might as well celebrate like a dragon...
Written by Chrysalis on 07 July 2009