Fantasy Smokeless Fire. A Genie/Djinn Roleplay

[swade]

"Since the beginning of time, and space. The creator of the universe created the three. The humans made from clay, the angels made from light, and the Djinn make from smokeless fire. We the djinn used to be with the mortals in the beginning of humanity. We either let them live their life, interfered in their lives, or we lived in their lives. It was simple back then, but as the eras went by. Our kind watched as the world changed when what they called 'magic' slowly drifting away in their world. That's when we decided to leave the world of the humans, and we returned back home to our dimension.

From there we went into peace and carefree life, and let the humans continued to expand and let their magic world die. I missed it when I bended the realities of their dimension. Unfortunately we became weak as time went on. One day our kingdom went under attack by our own kind. They were lead by a djinn that was said to have been the darkest out of all of us. One that enjoyed making humans suffer. Our original ruler banished him to a desert in a lamp, but looked like he was freed from his imprisonment. Our kingdom was soon lost, and as an act of revenge banished the ones that followed the original ruler, and as payback imprisoned us in rings, lamps, and even bottles.

During our banishing time. We were forced to become servants, or slaves to humans. Simple three wishes (some of us hoped they didn't found out about the infinite wishes thing), and we were back into our imprisonment. Soon it became our way, and we accepted our new fate. Then soon, we came up with an idea. If he can get out by trickery. We can do too. Soon or later we started to trick some of the users of our prisons, and soon we were becoming free once again. Some of us wanted to take our revenge against him for ruining our lives, but others loved the new world and life, but still help us. Sooner or later he heard about us, and began to fight back. Fearing what will happen. So now we are now in a fight for our home, and our lives. So then...Who side are you on?"

~Roxana telling the backstory of what came to be.​

 

[swade]

Roxana found herself floating in a forest with the trees black, and the leaves red of fire. Where was she the thought to herself. She didn't remember traveling to this strange forest. Hell she didn't knew there would be a forest like this. She shook it off and continued to float deeper into the woods. Soon she started to hear voices from behind her, and turned around only to see no one there. She turned ahead and spotted eyes in the forest, and slowly shadowy figures slipped through the branches and going straight for her. Having that feeling they were threats. The djinn in defense started to blast them with fire, but it was to no avail as they continued to get closer and closer to her...


Then fell off of her bed she had made with smacking her head on the ground. "Gah!" She let out and held her head hard. Turns out it was all just a dream. She opened her eyes in a minute to look out to see the night sky getting brighter. Knowing that dawn was approaching soon. "Ok next time. Lay off the extra spicy food." She said to herself. It's been years since being released, and so far she was able to find and locate a small about of other genie and Djinns since the banishment happened. She sighed to herself in a matter of moments, 'I don't know if I....Or we are getting somewhere close.' She thought to herself.

 

[Elias]

Ajurah smirked to himself as he dodged the human's punches one by one, parrying each hit at a time. He liked doing this. Going in his human guise, and just wreak havoc around humans, who weren't even aware that an Ifrit is walking amongst them. Some times he would torch up baazars, and leave. Other times, he would torture horses. It was a nice welcomed-enough break from the ongoing war between the Djinns.


As for now? All that mattered was to give this guy a whooping. He didn't care about the money he would win if he won this. He just wanted suffering. As much as possible.


Pushing his dark long hair away from his eyes, Ajurah let his enemy to give him a few hits. Not enough to knock him down, but enough to give the attacker hope of winning. Then...he crushed that hope, as he crushed the fighter's face. It was over too soon.


''Not bad'' he mused out loudly. ''You would have stood a chance against an legless camel with those skills'' he said as the crowd around him disperesed into laughter....

 

[ThatOneStalkerChick]

While everyone laughed, a figure stood nearby leaning against the wall of one of the buildings. In their hands was a staff, placed lightly down as if a mere cane instead of the magical artifact it really was. Their eyes scanned the scene before them, biting the side of their cheek and shaking their head. They wondered if any of them could comprehend a less cheap way of entertainment. Then again, among the many humans they met, that was a very rare occurrence. It was either violence or fear that motivated most of them. It made them become less and less interesting to this djinn.


Emerging from the darkness, they began to walk toward the laughing crowd of people. "How pitiful," the figure, a male, commented on the scene before him. He chuckled, tipping his head back as a glint shined in his eyes. "Is this the only way you can enjoy life? By wrecking another's? I love chaos as much as the next guy, but that seemed a little overkill, much."


His eye glinted once again as some of the crowd's members rolled their eyes at him and looked away. They were more interested in this minor entertainment than the moral reasoning behind it. This made him push a couple aside with his cane, his boots clacking across the ground as he stood over the poor loser's body.


"You should use your strength for something less stupid. Maybe then you won't seem like a big, dumb animal."

 

[Elias]

As Ajurah dried his hands of blood, brushing them against the ground he noticed the other strange person, trying to talk sense into people.


''Don't bother'' he said as he tilted his head to get his long hair away from his eyes. ''That's all they know to do. Brutish humour and lame-ass jokes'' he said as he took a drink from a hidden bottle he had hidden. ''Or we're you talking about me? Because if is that way, I quite like being the big, dumb animal. Makes squashing these little bugs so much more easier'' he said as he finished his drink and for a moment flashed his true fire eyes to defy the others. It was not noticeable enough, but enough to give a deadly stare...

 

[Flutterby]

Not far from where Roxana was waking up from a nightmare, a woman dressed in blue was sitting in the banks of a small pool. Its surface was dark, but it would soon be sent into bright, fiery shades as the sun rose. Wai was humming softly as she played with the water, drawing it up, shaping it, and letting it fall. She couldn't sleep that night, haunted by her beloved's face.

 

[Elias]

''That's what I tought'' Ajurah said, smirking cockily. Grabbing his stuff off the ground, he left the place of the fight and headed for some more secluded place. Back-alleys. These were his favourites. Dark, claustrophobic and the perfect place to rest your mind. As he entered the alley, Ajurah summoned a fireball in his hand luminating the perimeter. No body was here. Ajurah smirked as he was pleased. He hasn't come here to stay and waddle in sad thoughts, he came so people couldn't see him transform.


As he arched back, he unleashed his true form. His eyes turned pure fire, his feet dissapearing into a vortex of red lava and his body growing bigger and redder. Yes. He was an Ifrit and this was his form. Cackling maniacally, Ajurah rose from the alley and flew into the sky, his appeareance when flying looking more of a meteor than a Djinn....

 

[Flutterby]

With a sigh, the sila djinni stood and brushed off her skirt, wandering back to the rest of the small group. Gathered by Roxana, they were trying to plan to fight back. The moral objections of the other banished djinni were lost on her; she was a woman scorned and all she was after was revenge. Upon that reflection, she realized she had quite a craving for some sweet food, perhaps some fruit. But she had only just arrived to the place, and had no idea where to find fruit now that she wanted it. Her pretty face screwed up into a scowl as she sought someone to tell her where to go.

 

[swade]

Roxana in the meantime floated around the said island. She floated though a path she created to a bit make it easier to go through around the island more. "Random black forest...Shadow figures..." She talked to herself as she continued to float down the pathway. "Maybe it was just one of those nightmares I guess...Wonder if nightmares have morales in them?" She continued to talk to herself with her eyes going off the track and down on the rock path, with her unaware of her getting hit by a tree. Then her head getting hit hrad by a said coconut. "Gah!" She said with rubbing her whole head, and a bit of her humanoid disguised knocked off a little bit from it. "Why did I put that tree there?!"

 

[Flutterby]

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Wai wandered, a little lost, until she heard a voice. She followed the sound, but couldn't distiguish the words. That is, until she emerged and watched Roxana bump into a tree, causing a coconut to fall on her head. The sila picked up the coconut, raising an amused eyebrow. “Are you alright?" She asked, using a hand to cut the coconut open with a blade of ice. A small knife appeared in her hand as she cut away pieces of the meat, eating them off the edge.