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The Genie Rule Interactive Series

(Episode Four – Recap)

The Boss of the Netherrealm showed up at Peter’s apartment, fired Millie the genie for breaking the genie rules, and blew her the kiss of life.  Whistling “King of the Road,” he left her with Larry and Peter.  Horrified she’d been made human, Millie trained her big blue eyes onto Peter and said…

Episode Five

“There’s only one thing to do now.  We have to take a road trip to Vegas so I can file an appeal with the Supreme Court of the Netherealm.”

Peter and Larry exchanged a glance.

“Okay,” Larry said.

“No way!” Peter exclaimed.  “Unlike some people, I’ve got work in the morning.”

Millie’s lower lip began to tremble.

“Dude, you made the genie cry,” Larry said.  “Feel like a big man now?

“Shut it, Larry,” Peter said.  “We’re not going and that’s final.”

Five hours later, they were cruising down the Vegas strip with Peter behind the wheel of his dark blue Nissan Versa.  Millie leaned back in the passenger seat and gave Peter a dazzling smile.  “I love Vegas at twilight, don’t you? All the lights seem to come alive.”

From the back seat, Larry leaned forward and stuck a fistful of cold fries in between Millie and Peter. “You guys want? Otherwise I got dibs.” After a short pause, Larry shrugged, chomped the greasy potatoes down, and wiped his hands on his shirt.

As traffic came to a dead halt, Peter stared straight ahead.  “I can’t believe I let you two talk me into this.”

“You just haven’t seen the benefits yet,” Millie said.  “Get into the left-hand lane.  We’ll check into Caesar’s Palace.”

“Is that where the Supreme Court of the Netherrealm is?” Larry asked.

“No, but I need a wardrobe and I love the Forum shops.”

“I can’t afford Caesar’s Palace,” Peter mumbled.

A little smile played on the corners of Millie’s perfectly shaped lips. “I think you’ll find you can.”

Traffic was moving forward.  Horns began to sound but Peter could only gape at Millie.  “You didn’t.”

“I kinda used your last wish to add a few zeros to your bank account, Peter,” she confessed.

“How many zeros?” Larry asked, his eyes bugged out.

Millie counted on her fingers until she reached nine.  “That many.”

Larry burst out into insane laughter but Peter grew pale.

Magic Lamp: © Frenta | Dreamstime.com

Las Vegas: © Robwilson39 | Dreamstime.com

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The Genie Rule – Interactive Series!


(Episode One) Peter found an oil lamp at a flea market.  After Peter paid the merchant for the lamp, the gap-toothed fellow literally disappeared.  Peter met up with his friend Larry, who offered to trade him his lame cork-and-wire banyan tree sculpture for the lamp. Peter refused.

(Episode Two) The two men headed over to Peter’s studio apartment, where the cat Ambrosia was sleeping. Peter peeked inside the lamp, but was disappointed to find it empty.  Larry told him it was the genie rule to rub the lamp.  Peter objected but Larry got his hands on the lamp and rubbed it anyway. Ambrosia freaked as a real live gorgeous genie emerged from the lamp.

And now, Episode Three of The Genie Rule

Ambrosia streaked under the sagging sleeper sofa as the smoke solidified into a gorgeous woman.  Glistening tears slipped down her lovely cheeks as she read a worn copy of Old Yeller.  With a sobbing hiccup, the genie closed the paperback and tossed it into the air.  As the book vanished, so did the tearstains that marred her beautiful face.

“That gets me every time,” she sighed.

She peered at Peter and Larry.  Peter’s eyes had bugged out and Larry’s jaw was on the floor.

“Hello, boys. I have a massage at noon so let’s get started.  Three wishes, none of which involve wishing for more wishes or taking liberties with the genie.  What’ll it be?”

Her remarks were greeted by stunned silence, but the genie merely glanced around the room.

“This is a dump, if you don’t mind me saying so.  You should wish for a better crib.”

Peter finally managed to make his mouth work.  “What’s your name?”

The genie grinned.  “You wish to know my name?”

Larry jostled Peter with his elbows. “It’s a trick.  If you say yes, you’ll lose one of your wishes.”

“Hmm.  You’re not as stupid as you look, Larry,” the genie said.

Larry’s chest puffed up.  “Okay…I want a ’67 Chevy Camaro in red.”

The genie snapped her fingers.  “Done.  The keys are in the ignition.”

Galvanized by a sudden commotion outside, Larry and Peter bolted over to the window. A vintage car was parked in the parking lot, with a gas nozzle trailing from the tank.  In the passenger side front seat sat a bleached blonde bimbo, screaming her head off.

“We don’t want a stolen car!  Put it back right now,” Peter demanded, quivering with outrage.

“Fine.” The genie snapped her fingers again and the car disappeared.  “One more wish left.”

“Nuh-uh,” Larry protested.  “We got two more wishes!”

“You wished for the car and then you wished it away,” the genie said, ticking the wishes off on her fingers one by one.  “That’s two wishes gone.  Cough up the third.”

While the genie examined her manicure, Larry and Peter began to bicker with one another.

“It’s my lamp, Larry,” Peter insisted finally. “This game is way too dangerous.  Don’t you understand? Anything we wish will lead to trouble.”

Peter took a deep breath and stared into the genie’s eyes.

“I wish to know your name,” he said.

The genie blanched.  “Oh doggy doo doo.  Now you’ve gone and done it.”

Come back next Friday for the results!

Woman in A Fiery Flame: © Natalia7 | Dreamstime.com

Magic Lamp: © Frenta | Dreamstime.com

The Genie Rule – It’s Fantasy Friday!

Recap:  Last week, our Hero (we’ll call him Peter going forward) found a funny oil lamp at a flea market.  After Peter paid the merchant for the lamp, the gap-toothed merchant literally disappeared.  Peter met up with his friend Larry, who offered to trade him his totally lame cork-and-wire banyan tree sculpture for the lamp. 

What did Peter do?  The votes are in:  He took the oil lamp home, hoping it contained a wish-granting genie that wouldn’t knock his two front teeth out.

And now, back to our story…

Peter and Larry entered the modest studio apartment with their flea-market treasures in hand.  Dead asleep, Ambrosia was stretched out in the square of sunlight streaming through the sliding glass window.  Her little cat paws moved as she chased dream birds across an imaginary field.

“That’s cute,” Larry said, pointing at the feline. “Got beer?” He dumped his banyan tree on the coffee table, startling the cat awake.

“It’s ten o’clock in the morning, dude,” Peter said.

Larry shrugged.  “I’ll mix it with orange juice.”

“Help yourself,” Peter replied.

While Larry fixed himself a breakfast beverage, Peter examined the oil lamp.  He opened the lid and peered inside.  A smile tugged at his lips. “It’s empty.  You know, I half expected to find a genie inside.”

Larry took a sip of his orange beer and belched.  “You have to rub it. That’s the genie rule.”

Peter laughed.  “I’m not going to rub the lamp, Larry.  That’s stupid.”

“Give it here.  I’ll rub it.”


As the two men tussled over the lamp, Larry spilled his drink on the off-white carpet. “Oops.”

Peter shot Larry a dark look.  He put the lamp on the counter and reached for a paper towel to mop up the stain.  With a mischievous giggle, Larry whipped out his shirttail and used it to rub the lamp.  For no apparent reason, a gust of wind swept through the room.  Ambrosia arched her back and hissed.

Come back next Friday to see the results of the tally and find out what happens next in the story!

– S.G. Rogers

Magic Lamp illustration: © Frenta | Dreamstime.com