Crunch: The Genie
Crunch: The Genie
Writing Exercise #44
On Halloween,
posted a drawing that was cool:It inspired the idea for this prompt!
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Crunch: A Malevolent Genie
Truth or Dare has gone too far, Lizzie thought as the campfire and her friends who might not be friends disappeared from sight.
The Black Swamp hadn’t seemed so scary during the day time—she liked to take walks out here often. But her parents had always told her not to go in the water. Something something lurking horror, nbd, she thought.
She saw, next to the old ramshackle supply shed near the pier, a dusty old lantern. That would be perfect—just the ticket! Her friends wouldn’t see her and she would have light. This dare was suddenly so EASY. She dusted off the old lantern—and it immediately glowed to life with a reddish light.
A red cloud emanated from the lantern, and a severe face with glowing, pointed eyes and a jagged mouth like a carved jack-o-lantern materialized.
“WHO DISTURBS MY SLUMBER.” It boomed. Lizzie flinched—she hoped that her friends wouldn’t see or hear this. This was crazy—was she crazy? Was this actually happening?
“I-I’m Lizzie…” she stammered.
“LIZZIE.” the red cloud declared. “You are entitled to three wishes…and in exchange, I receive from you something of equal value.”
“What does that mean?”
“CHOOSE YOUR WISHES CAREFULLY.” The genie boomed.
= = =
“Hey, Lizzie’s been out there a while…” Jacob said when the ruckus around the bonfire calmed for a moment.
Becca frowned, “Yeah, you’re right! Think we should look for her?”
Just then, Lizzie stumbled out of the woods, panting. “I can’t see!”
(250 words )
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Absolute, Professor X/Ebony Maw-level control over telekinesis, although first I'd proceed it with the proviso that the wish would not harm me or my loved ones or friends or possessions intentionally or unintentionally in any way whatsoever through any possible interpretation of said wish.
Alternatively, I would wish for just enough money so that my family is provided for, with no tax or accounting issues attendant thereto, for the rest of our lives (with appropriate provisos accordingly).
(I may have thought this through).
Also, I love the fact that your genie opened with the "Who disturbs my slumber" line. Classic. The element of receiving something in exchange is a fascinating addition! I don't know if I'd want to risk wishing anything without knowing what I'd give up for it.
Omg! I'm so honoured! Thanks so much for this story, she totally looks like a Lizzie haha
Also, yes. I always puck truth.
And 2 - hot cider!