Post by Aladdin on Jun 22, 2011 21:02:03 GMT -5
name: Melissa
Age group: 13-17
Number of years rping: 3-4
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Treasure hunt. Awesome site! I found it through Twisted Disney ( I play Aladdin ) ^^.Age group: 13-17
Number of years rping: 3-4
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Character full name: Aladdin
Nicknames: Al
Age: 19
DOB: October 5th
Where do you belong?: Asia
Nicknames: Al
Age: 19
DOB: October 5th
Where do you belong?: Asia
Aladdin stands tall at 6’0”, and is best described as tall, dark, and handsome. He’s fairly muscular from his thirteen years living on the streets of Agrabah, as escaping from the guards has kept him busy. He weighs a mere 142 pounds, as he’s never ever truly been well-fed as food was always hard to come by, though he is far from scrawny because of his well-built stature. He’s never ‘dressed to impress’—save for one instance recently—as being a common thief new clothes were not affordable. Though he no longer lives that life, he still chooses to dress rather simply. His favorite outfit consists of a dark purple vest, no shirt, and a mustard cummerbund holding up his white harem pants. Atop his head rests a red fez.
He has a ruggedly handsome face, and his skin is tanned by the harsh desert sun. Aladdin’s hair is thick, shaggy, dark, and somewhat long, coming down to about the nape of his neck. He’s tried several times to tame his impossible hair but as the years went by he simply gave up. His hair is often described by friend and foe alike as ‘poufy’ and curls slightly towards the front. A single cowlick rests above his forehead. He has equally thick and dark eyebrows that rest above intelligent brown eyes that have seen more suffering than anyone his age should have to endure. His features are roguish but friendly, and whenever he smiles ( which is quite a lot ) his chocolate eyes light up brightly with mischief. His appearance is pleasing to the eye but still rather normal, as one could easily pass him on the street. However this simply enforces the fact that he is truly the ‘diamond in the rough.’
He has a ruggedly handsome face, and his skin is tanned by the harsh desert sun. Aladdin’s hair is thick, shaggy, dark, and somewhat long, coming down to about the nape of his neck. He’s tried several times to tame his impossible hair but as the years went by he simply gave up. His hair is often described by friend and foe alike as ‘poufy’ and curls slightly towards the front. A single cowlick rests above his forehead. He has equally thick and dark eyebrows that rest above intelligent brown eyes that have seen more suffering than anyone his age should have to endure. His features are roguish but friendly, and whenever he smiles ( which is quite a lot ) his chocolate eyes light up brightly with mischief. His appearance is pleasing to the eye but still rather normal, as one could easily pass him on the street. However this simply enforces the fact that he is truly the ‘diamond in the rough.’
Aladdin is a very complex character with many facets to his personality. Some are obvious, like the fact that he is brave and noble. He’ll go out of his way to right a wrong or do a good deed for someone who needs it. When someone’s life is on the line, danger doesn’t faze him. He has an avid love of adventure, and takes great interest in meeting new people and seeing new places and things. All his life he’s dreamed of leaving Agrabah, seeing the world, and having a more fulfilling life than that of a street rat. He can at times be very cunning and street smart. He outwitted the palace guards for nearly thirteen years of his life, and the experience has made him resourceful and streetwise. He knows how to take care of himself and others, and he knows how to keep calm in dangerous situations. He has a clever mind, and in times of danger he’s always quick to come up with a plan in order to solve the problem. He's a smooth talker, and on many occasions has tricked his way out of trouble.
One of his biggest weaknesses is a lack of confidence in himself. Outwardly he displays an aura of confidence ( perhaps at times, too much confidence ) and a healthy ego. However when he is looked down upon by the citizens of Agrabah for his humble background, it strikes a terrible blow to his self-confidence. He may seem like he doesn’t care about their opinion of him, but he does. He attempts to ignore such insults as ‘street rat’ and ‘street trash’ but they do get to him. Another weakness of his is blaming himself when his friends are in danger. He insists that the situation is ‘his fault’ and even after it’s over and done with, he continues to dwell upon it. At times he can be very guarded toward other people, and is reluctant to share what he’s really thinking. Part of this is because he’s never really had anyone to talk to ( aside from Abu ), and not many people cared to hear his thoughts until recently.
A third weakness of his is his stubbornness. When he has an idea, he’s intent on seeing it through, and sometimes disregards others’ opinions. He can be very reckless, especially when his loved ones are in danger. Logic takes the back seat to Aladdin’s natural impulsiveness in situations like this, and he doesn’t always think things through. He’s willing to do anything to save those closest to him, even if it means putting himself in harm’s way.
One of his biggest weaknesses is a lack of confidence in himself. Outwardly he displays an aura of confidence ( perhaps at times, too much confidence ) and a healthy ego. However when he is looked down upon by the citizens of Agrabah for his humble background, it strikes a terrible blow to his self-confidence. He may seem like he doesn’t care about their opinion of him, but he does. He attempts to ignore such insults as ‘street rat’ and ‘street trash’ but they do get to him. Another weakness of his is blaming himself when his friends are in danger. He insists that the situation is ‘his fault’ and even after it’s over and done with, he continues to dwell upon it. At times he can be very guarded toward other people, and is reluctant to share what he’s really thinking. Part of this is because he’s never really had anyone to talk to ( aside from Abu ), and not many people cared to hear his thoughts until recently.
A third weakness of his is his stubbornness. When he has an idea, he’s intent on seeing it through, and sometimes disregards others’ opinions. He can be very reckless, especially when his loved ones are in danger. Logic takes the back seat to Aladdin’s natural impulsiveness in situations like this, and he doesn’t always think things through. He’s willing to do anything to save those closest to him, even if it means putting himself in harm’s way.
Aladdin was born in the slums on the outskirts of Agrabah to the poor tailor Cassim and his wife Alimah. The two loved their son very much, but with another mouth to feed, it became increasingly hard for Cassim to support his family. Things got worse when the small shop he owned burned down in a fire. The family lost everything—their livelihood and their savings. So it was decided that Cassim would leave the city in search of a job, and when he found it he would send for his family to join him. He left early one morning, leaving behind a richly engraved dagger that was to be given to his only son when he was old enough. Cassim never returned. Aladdin has no memory of his father, as he was still an infant at the time he left.
Alimah did all she could to take care of her son. She began washing laundry in order to earn at least enough money to pay for food. But this still wasn’t enough, and sometimes Alimah had to sacrifice her own health in order to feed her son. Despite their suffering, the two were happy because they had each other’s company. Still, their happiness didn’t last for long. Alimah soon fell ill from years of malnourishment, and died when Aladdin was only five years old. At a tender age he was thrust out onto the streets and forced to depend on himself for survival.
At first he simply wandered the streets aimlessly, not knowing where to go or what to do. He was shunned and despised by the merchants as well as the other citizens. One day a kindly old beggar took him under his wing and taught him how to steal like a professional. He taught him how to pick locks and how to sneak past the guards without getting caught. Aladdin quickly mastered his ‘trade’, and when he had the beggar left him. His day commenced of journeying to the marketplace from his now-deteriorated home on the outskirts and stealing a loaf of bread or a few pieces of fruit. He was fine on his own, but it was lonely without anyone else around to talk to or laugh with. That all changed one day when he was sixteen. A trio of performers—Minos, Fatima, and Aziz—came to visit Agrabah. They were accompanied by a kleptomaniac monkey named Abu. While the three performed, the monkey ‘worked the crowd’—that is, he pickpocketed the audience. However, Abu made a huge mistake when he tried to snatch Aladdin’s money. His bag only contained a single coin, but it was the last of his mother’s savings. Abu brought the bag to his master Minos, who refused to return the money to Aladdin. However Aladdin still had a few tricks up his sleeve, as he had pickpocketed Minos. Fatima convinced Minos that Aladdin would be an asset to their ‘business.’ Reluctantly Aladdin agreed to steal for them, and in the process became friends with Abu. However when he unwittingly robbed a man of all of his money, he felt guilty and returned the coin purse. He confronted the trio and told them that he refused to steal any more than he needed. Surprisingly they agreed with him, and explained that they didn’t want that sort of life any more than he did. They were after the Destiny Stone, an enormous jewel located in the Temple of Destiny, and they needed Aladdin’s help to get it, as the temple was rigged with booby traps. Aladdin was able to avoid the traps, but when the three thieves tried to attack the elderly guardian of the stone, he stopped them. The entertainers were trapped in the Destiny Stone as punishment for trying to steal it. Aladdin and Abu returned to Agrabah, and have been friends ever since.
The next year Aladdin and Abu were perched atop a canopy in the marketplace after ‘liberating’ a watermelon from a fruit vendor when Aladdin spotted a beautiful woman about to get her hand cut off for giving an apple from a fruit stand to a child. He intervened in seconds, explaining that the woman was his crazy sister and that he was going to take her to see a doctor. The girl played along and the two were about to escape home free when Abu stole some apples as well as the vendor’s coin purse. The three were able to outrun the vendor and make it to Aladdin’s hovel on the outskirts of town. It was there that the woman explained that she had run away to escape an arranged marriage. Aladdin expressed his sympathy and offered to do what he could to help. The two were about to kiss ( to Abu’s disgust ) when the Captain of the Guard, Razoul, and his goonies entered the hovel. Aladdin sprinted to the window and asked for the woman’s trust. When she answered affirmatively he grabbed her hand and jumped. Miraculously the pair survived, but Aladdin was soon seized by the guards. It was then that the woman revealed that she was Princess Jasmine, the Sultan’s daughter. Razoul explained that the Grand Vizier, Jafar, had ordered Aladdin’s arrest, so there was nothing she could do.
As Aladdin sat in the dungeon that night, he couldn’t help feeling foolish for believing that he could have a chance at marrying a princess. An old man ( who was actually Jafar in disguise ) countered his comment and explained that he may be able to impress her with treasure from the Cave of Wonders. If he could find the lamp that was within the cave, he could come back for the magnificent treasure that was also there. Aladdin agreed to this endeavor, and he and Abu set forth inside. The Cave warned them to touch nothing but the lamp. On the way to the lamp they came across a Magic Carpet, who led them to their prize. Aladdin was about to take the lamp when Abu touched a gem, and the Cave began to collapse. The thief was thrown from the ledge he had been standing on, but was saved from an untimely death by Carpet. He scooped up Abu and they raced to the entrance of the Cave. However when Aladdin handed Jafar the lamp, he double-crossed him and almost killed him. Abu bit the vizier and he let go of Aladdin, who was thrown back into the Cave along with Abu and Carpet.
Luckily for them, Abu had stolen back the lamp. When Aladdin tried to rub away the dust covering some writing on it, a blue Genie popped out promising to grant him three wishes. Aladdin tricked the Genie into helping them escape from the Cave, but was at a loss for what to wish for. The Genie explained that if he had three wishes he’d wish for freedom. Aladdin vowed to use his third wish to free Genie, but used his first to become a Prince, masquerading under the name Ali Ababwa. He entered the city followed by an enormous parade, intent on winning the Princess’s hand in marriage. The Sultan was greatly impressed, however Jasmine wasn’t. Later that night he offered to take her out for a spin on Carpet, asking her if she trusted him. When she confirmed that she did, they flew off into the night. On a rooftop in China she tricked the lovestruck Aladdin into admitting that he had indeed met her in the marketplace, but he was too ashamed to admit that he wasn’t really a prince. He flew her back to the palace and kissed her goodnight, but on the way down from her balcony he was again seized by the guards, again by order of Jafar. He was knocked unconscious and tossed into the sea.
With great effort, he was able to rub the lamp and summon Genie, who used his second wish to save Aladdin’s life. After thanking his friend, the two returned to Agrabah. Aladdin confronted Jafar just in time to stop him from hypnotizing the Sultan into forcing Jasmine to marry him. He revealed this plan to the Sultan, who ordered Jafar’s arrest. Unfortunately Jafar noticed that Aladdin had the magic lamp, and was able to escape. Later Aladdin summoned Genie and told him that he couldn’t set him free yet, because some day he’d be Sultan and he wasn’t sure how long he could keep up the act. Genie was hurt by this, and retired to his lamp. Just then he heard Jasmine calling, but he left the lamp in his room. ‘Jasmine’ turned out to be Iago, Jafar’s parrot, who stole the lamp as soon as Aladdin left. Jafar’s first wish was to become Sultan, and his second was to become an all-powerful sorcerer. Jafar then wasted no time in revealing that ‘Prince Ali’ was simply Aladdin, and whisked him and Abu off to the ends of the earth.
Fortunately Carpet had followed, and the three friends raced back to Agrabah for a final showdown with Jafar. After incapacitating Aladdin’s friends, Jafar turned himself into a giant cobra and engaged in a deathly battle with Aladdin, who was armed with a scimitar. Jasmine had been trapped in an hourglass, and when he tried to save her Jafar seized him. Aladdin was able to convince the sorcerer that the Genie had more power than he’d ever have, and the power-hungry Jafar wished to become a genie himself. The teen was able to trap Jafar in his lamp, as well as Iago. Instead of wishing to be a prince again so he could marry Jasmine, Aladdin used his third wish to free Genie, who then set off to see the world. The Sultan changed the law so that Jasmine could marry whomever she chose, and she chose Aladdin.
Alimah did all she could to take care of her son. She began washing laundry in order to earn at least enough money to pay for food. But this still wasn’t enough, and sometimes Alimah had to sacrifice her own health in order to feed her son. Despite their suffering, the two were happy because they had each other’s company. Still, their happiness didn’t last for long. Alimah soon fell ill from years of malnourishment, and died when Aladdin was only five years old. At a tender age he was thrust out onto the streets and forced to depend on himself for survival.
At first he simply wandered the streets aimlessly, not knowing where to go or what to do. He was shunned and despised by the merchants as well as the other citizens. One day a kindly old beggar took him under his wing and taught him how to steal like a professional. He taught him how to pick locks and how to sneak past the guards without getting caught. Aladdin quickly mastered his ‘trade’, and when he had the beggar left him. His day commenced of journeying to the marketplace from his now-deteriorated home on the outskirts and stealing a loaf of bread or a few pieces of fruit. He was fine on his own, but it was lonely without anyone else around to talk to or laugh with. That all changed one day when he was sixteen. A trio of performers—Minos, Fatima, and Aziz—came to visit Agrabah. They were accompanied by a kleptomaniac monkey named Abu. While the three performed, the monkey ‘worked the crowd’—that is, he pickpocketed the audience. However, Abu made a huge mistake when he tried to snatch Aladdin’s money. His bag only contained a single coin, but it was the last of his mother’s savings. Abu brought the bag to his master Minos, who refused to return the money to Aladdin. However Aladdin still had a few tricks up his sleeve, as he had pickpocketed Minos. Fatima convinced Minos that Aladdin would be an asset to their ‘business.’ Reluctantly Aladdin agreed to steal for them, and in the process became friends with Abu. However when he unwittingly robbed a man of all of his money, he felt guilty and returned the coin purse. He confronted the trio and told them that he refused to steal any more than he needed. Surprisingly they agreed with him, and explained that they didn’t want that sort of life any more than he did. They were after the Destiny Stone, an enormous jewel located in the Temple of Destiny, and they needed Aladdin’s help to get it, as the temple was rigged with booby traps. Aladdin was able to avoid the traps, but when the three thieves tried to attack the elderly guardian of the stone, he stopped them. The entertainers were trapped in the Destiny Stone as punishment for trying to steal it. Aladdin and Abu returned to Agrabah, and have been friends ever since.
The next year Aladdin and Abu were perched atop a canopy in the marketplace after ‘liberating’ a watermelon from a fruit vendor when Aladdin spotted a beautiful woman about to get her hand cut off for giving an apple from a fruit stand to a child. He intervened in seconds, explaining that the woman was his crazy sister and that he was going to take her to see a doctor. The girl played along and the two were about to escape home free when Abu stole some apples as well as the vendor’s coin purse. The three were able to outrun the vendor and make it to Aladdin’s hovel on the outskirts of town. It was there that the woman explained that she had run away to escape an arranged marriage. Aladdin expressed his sympathy and offered to do what he could to help. The two were about to kiss ( to Abu’s disgust ) when the Captain of the Guard, Razoul, and his goonies entered the hovel. Aladdin sprinted to the window and asked for the woman’s trust. When she answered affirmatively he grabbed her hand and jumped. Miraculously the pair survived, but Aladdin was soon seized by the guards. It was then that the woman revealed that she was Princess Jasmine, the Sultan’s daughter. Razoul explained that the Grand Vizier, Jafar, had ordered Aladdin’s arrest, so there was nothing she could do.
As Aladdin sat in the dungeon that night, he couldn’t help feeling foolish for believing that he could have a chance at marrying a princess. An old man ( who was actually Jafar in disguise ) countered his comment and explained that he may be able to impress her with treasure from the Cave of Wonders. If he could find the lamp that was within the cave, he could come back for the magnificent treasure that was also there. Aladdin agreed to this endeavor, and he and Abu set forth inside. The Cave warned them to touch nothing but the lamp. On the way to the lamp they came across a Magic Carpet, who led them to their prize. Aladdin was about to take the lamp when Abu touched a gem, and the Cave began to collapse. The thief was thrown from the ledge he had been standing on, but was saved from an untimely death by Carpet. He scooped up Abu and they raced to the entrance of the Cave. However when Aladdin handed Jafar the lamp, he double-crossed him and almost killed him. Abu bit the vizier and he let go of Aladdin, who was thrown back into the Cave along with Abu and Carpet.
Luckily for them, Abu had stolen back the lamp. When Aladdin tried to rub away the dust covering some writing on it, a blue Genie popped out promising to grant him three wishes. Aladdin tricked the Genie into helping them escape from the Cave, but was at a loss for what to wish for. The Genie explained that if he had three wishes he’d wish for freedom. Aladdin vowed to use his third wish to free Genie, but used his first to become a Prince, masquerading under the name Ali Ababwa. He entered the city followed by an enormous parade, intent on winning the Princess’s hand in marriage. The Sultan was greatly impressed, however Jasmine wasn’t. Later that night he offered to take her out for a spin on Carpet, asking her if she trusted him. When she confirmed that she did, they flew off into the night. On a rooftop in China she tricked the lovestruck Aladdin into admitting that he had indeed met her in the marketplace, but he was too ashamed to admit that he wasn’t really a prince. He flew her back to the palace and kissed her goodnight, but on the way down from her balcony he was again seized by the guards, again by order of Jafar. He was knocked unconscious and tossed into the sea.
With great effort, he was able to rub the lamp and summon Genie, who used his second wish to save Aladdin’s life. After thanking his friend, the two returned to Agrabah. Aladdin confronted Jafar just in time to stop him from hypnotizing the Sultan into forcing Jasmine to marry him. He revealed this plan to the Sultan, who ordered Jafar’s arrest. Unfortunately Jafar noticed that Aladdin had the magic lamp, and was able to escape. Later Aladdin summoned Genie and told him that he couldn’t set him free yet, because some day he’d be Sultan and he wasn’t sure how long he could keep up the act. Genie was hurt by this, and retired to his lamp. Just then he heard Jasmine calling, but he left the lamp in his room. ‘Jasmine’ turned out to be Iago, Jafar’s parrot, who stole the lamp as soon as Aladdin left. Jafar’s first wish was to become Sultan, and his second was to become an all-powerful sorcerer. Jafar then wasted no time in revealing that ‘Prince Ali’ was simply Aladdin, and whisked him and Abu off to the ends of the earth.
Fortunately Carpet had followed, and the three friends raced back to Agrabah for a final showdown with Jafar. After incapacitating Aladdin’s friends, Jafar turned himself into a giant cobra and engaged in a deathly battle with Aladdin, who was armed with a scimitar. Jasmine had been trapped in an hourglass, and when he tried to save her Jafar seized him. Aladdin was able to convince the sorcerer that the Genie had more power than he’d ever have, and the power-hungry Jafar wished to become a genie himself. The teen was able to trap Jafar in his lamp, as well as Iago. Instead of wishing to be a prince again so he could marry Jasmine, Aladdin used his third wish to free Genie, who then set off to see the world. The Sultan changed the law so that Jasmine could marry whomever she chose, and she chose Aladdin.
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Drip, drop. The sound of water dropping down on his face caused Aladdin’s eyes to open. That was funny—it never rained in Agrabah. It had once…but that was a long time ago. It was an almost unheard of occurrence, rain. Agrabah was a desert, therefore he was more accustomed to sandstorms and such—not rain. He closed his eyes again, but the water just kept on coming. He tried desperately to ignore it. He didn’t want to get up. He wanted to stay in this hovel for the rest of his life after what had happened last night. He’d lied to Jasmine—again—when he’d promised he’d never do such a thing. Why hadn’t he learned? It was a lie that had almost kept them apart. He promised, he’d promised never to keep secrets from her again and he’d been lying to her face, harboring one of ‘Agrabah’s most wanted’ as Genie would say. He’d hidden Iago at the palace and hadn’t said a word about it to Jasmine, even when she’d asked him what was going on. He knew it had been wrong and there was no excuse, but he’d been so afraid she’d never approve of it, even after Iago had saved his life. It’s not like he liked helping him, he’d had to. But that still didn’t mean what he’d done was right. I’m going to apologize. I’m going to march right in there no matter what anybody says and I’m going to make things right.
With a firm resolve, his eyes finally opened. What he saw completely shocked him. Rubbing his eyes he gasped slightly at his new environment. The first word to come to mind was trees. Lots of trees. Some were palm trees like the oasis in the desert Genie had taken him to, others were just…trees he couldn’t identify. He’d never seen trees like this in the desert. He was almost completely certain he was nowhere near Agrabah. Where….am I? He ran a hand through his hair and stood up gingerly, rubbing his back as he’d been leaning up against the strong bark of a tree for so long. The air was humid, somewhat like the desert, and moisture dropped from the leaves of the various trees in the area. That must have been what hit me. Turning around he looked up at the sky, watching as a flock of birds flew overhead. He heard strange animal-like noises all around him. Is this a….jungle? He’d remembered reading about such a place in the palace library, after he’d been taught to read. He’d been a slow learner, but finding out about all the places outside of Agrabah had enthralled him—certainly more than the laws he had to memorize and acquaint himself with so that someday he’d be a proper Sultan. Sultan. The word seemed so foreign. Just a few months ago he’d been Aladdin the street rat. Now he was Aladdin, Hero of Agrabah and fiancé to Princess Jasmine. His life had changed so fast. He was so used to being chased after the guards with Abu and—
“Abu!” he yelled, cupping his hands beside his mouth as his eyes scanned his surroundings for any trace of the monkey. His voice echoed noisily about the area and he frowned. Just last night Abu had been at the hovel with him, fast asleep as always on his perch beside the gaping hole in the wall that served as a window. “Abu!” he called again, this time his tone desperate. No response. What could have happened to him? he thought frantically. “Carpet! Genie!” Still no response. Of course! His hand immediately dug into the pocket in his purple vest in hopes of finding the lamp he kept there ever since Genie returned from his trip. “What?!” he exclaimed out loud, hurriedly removing his vest and shaking it out. To his dismay and alarm, there was no lamp inside. “Oh no….” He could have sworn he’d put the lamp in his vest. Had he left it at the palace? No that couldn’t be right, he’d taken it with him when he left. Maybe it too was at the hovel. Maybe they all were at the hovel and it was just him who was here. But why was he here? How did he get here? Everything had been relatively normal ( or at least as normal as life could get for a teenage guy engaged to a Princess with a Genie, a monkey, and a Carpet for best friends ) since he’d defeated Jafar. Could Jafar be behind this? If Iago had escaped, maybe Jafar had? No, that’s not right either….someone has to rub the lamp for an enslaved genie to come out… Had someone found Jafar’s lamp? Now that he thought about it, Iago hadn’t said anything about where he’d actually put the lamp. But he’d seemed harmless enough….he was far from trustworthy, but surely if he was on Jafar’s side he would have just let Aladdin die. He must have stopped being loyal to the sorcerer, why else would he have begged for the Sultan’s forgiveness? Unless he’s a spy… the more cynical part of his brain reasoned.
He rubbed his temples wearily. He was too tired to figure this out right now. Right now he needed to find out where he was and how he was going to get out of here. Strolling over to a tree, he rubbed his hands together and grasped the bark tightly, his hands and feet digging into the wood. He grabbed a branch above with his right hand, testing it for sturdiness carefully before beginning to climb upward. He may have been a little sleepy, but the action proved to be no challenge for the young man. He hadn’t exactly climbed trees back in Agrabah, but he’d scaled buildings easily in order to gain an advantage over the guards. That was one of the first lessons of being a thief—use everything you have, including the environment, to your advantage against the lawmen. He’d been doing things like that since he was a child, ever since that kind beggar had taught him the rules for survival. He wasn’t proud of some of the things he’d done, even if he was one of the greatest thieves in the city, but he’d used some of the skills he’d acquired to defeat that menace Jafar. He’d tricked him into making that stupid wish and trapped him in the lamp—no small feat when the guy was the self-proclaimed ‘most powerful being on earth’. He finally reached the top of the tree and shielded his eyes against the sun as he peered out over the landscape. The only things he saw were trees—miles and miles of trees. But on the horizon he could see…a sea or an ocean. He’d only been to the sea once and it hadn’t been a pleasant experience. He was convinced now that he was definitely nowhere near Agrabah. Moving nimbly and quickly with skill that would make Abu proud, Aladdin made his way back down to the base of the tree.
This doesn’t make any sense….I’m not dreaming, I’m miles away from home…I don’t understand it. There was nothing he could do sitting around, so he supposed he might try making his way through the jungle to see if he could actually find any people who’d be able to at least tell him where he was, and maybe help him get back home. He started forward, but noticed something on his belt. Freezing he reached down and grabbed the dagger that was at his side, and his chocolate eyes widened in surprise. He never slept with that dagger at his side. He always kept it under a floorboard in his hovel, he hadn’t so much as looked at it in years. He looked around habitually before tucking it back in his belt. He supposed it may come in handy, though he preferred a nice scimitar to cut through this underbrush. After that battle with Jafar he’d made it his business to learn how to use a sword properly—under the tutorship of none other than Razoul. The man hated him, but he’d had to teach him because the Sultan insisted. Razoul was supposedly the best of the best, and the Sultan’s most skilled warrior. Who couldn’t catch a seventeen year old kid. He was a mean teacher, and never ceased calling him street rat, but Aladdin was determined not to let that get to him. He’ d finished his lessons, and although Razoul still loathed him, he was sure that he was impressed. The former thief pulled aside some leaves in his way and began his journey through the jungle, his hand ready to retrieve his weapon should the need arise.
With a firm resolve, his eyes finally opened. What he saw completely shocked him. Rubbing his eyes he gasped slightly at his new environment. The first word to come to mind was trees. Lots of trees. Some were palm trees like the oasis in the desert Genie had taken him to, others were just…trees he couldn’t identify. He’d never seen trees like this in the desert. He was almost completely certain he was nowhere near Agrabah. Where….am I? He ran a hand through his hair and stood up gingerly, rubbing his back as he’d been leaning up against the strong bark of a tree for so long. The air was humid, somewhat like the desert, and moisture dropped from the leaves of the various trees in the area. That must have been what hit me. Turning around he looked up at the sky, watching as a flock of birds flew overhead. He heard strange animal-like noises all around him. Is this a….jungle? He’d remembered reading about such a place in the palace library, after he’d been taught to read. He’d been a slow learner, but finding out about all the places outside of Agrabah had enthralled him—certainly more than the laws he had to memorize and acquaint himself with so that someday he’d be a proper Sultan. Sultan. The word seemed so foreign. Just a few months ago he’d been Aladdin the street rat. Now he was Aladdin, Hero of Agrabah and fiancé to Princess Jasmine. His life had changed so fast. He was so used to being chased after the guards with Abu and—
“Abu!” he yelled, cupping his hands beside his mouth as his eyes scanned his surroundings for any trace of the monkey. His voice echoed noisily about the area and he frowned. Just last night Abu had been at the hovel with him, fast asleep as always on his perch beside the gaping hole in the wall that served as a window. “Abu!” he called again, this time his tone desperate. No response. What could have happened to him? he thought frantically. “Carpet! Genie!” Still no response. Of course! His hand immediately dug into the pocket in his purple vest in hopes of finding the lamp he kept there ever since Genie returned from his trip. “What?!” he exclaimed out loud, hurriedly removing his vest and shaking it out. To his dismay and alarm, there was no lamp inside. “Oh no….” He could have sworn he’d put the lamp in his vest. Had he left it at the palace? No that couldn’t be right, he’d taken it with him when he left. Maybe it too was at the hovel. Maybe they all were at the hovel and it was just him who was here. But why was he here? How did he get here? Everything had been relatively normal ( or at least as normal as life could get for a teenage guy engaged to a Princess with a Genie, a monkey, and a Carpet for best friends ) since he’d defeated Jafar. Could Jafar be behind this? If Iago had escaped, maybe Jafar had? No, that’s not right either….someone has to rub the lamp for an enslaved genie to come out… Had someone found Jafar’s lamp? Now that he thought about it, Iago hadn’t said anything about where he’d actually put the lamp. But he’d seemed harmless enough….he was far from trustworthy, but surely if he was on Jafar’s side he would have just let Aladdin die. He must have stopped being loyal to the sorcerer, why else would he have begged for the Sultan’s forgiveness? Unless he’s a spy… the more cynical part of his brain reasoned.
He rubbed his temples wearily. He was too tired to figure this out right now. Right now he needed to find out where he was and how he was going to get out of here. Strolling over to a tree, he rubbed his hands together and grasped the bark tightly, his hands and feet digging into the wood. He grabbed a branch above with his right hand, testing it for sturdiness carefully before beginning to climb upward. He may have been a little sleepy, but the action proved to be no challenge for the young man. He hadn’t exactly climbed trees back in Agrabah, but he’d scaled buildings easily in order to gain an advantage over the guards. That was one of the first lessons of being a thief—use everything you have, including the environment, to your advantage against the lawmen. He’d been doing things like that since he was a child, ever since that kind beggar had taught him the rules for survival. He wasn’t proud of some of the things he’d done, even if he was one of the greatest thieves in the city, but he’d used some of the skills he’d acquired to defeat that menace Jafar. He’d tricked him into making that stupid wish and trapped him in the lamp—no small feat when the guy was the self-proclaimed ‘most powerful being on earth’. He finally reached the top of the tree and shielded his eyes against the sun as he peered out over the landscape. The only things he saw were trees—miles and miles of trees. But on the horizon he could see…a sea or an ocean. He’d only been to the sea once and it hadn’t been a pleasant experience. He was convinced now that he was definitely nowhere near Agrabah. Moving nimbly and quickly with skill that would make Abu proud, Aladdin made his way back down to the base of the tree.
This doesn’t make any sense….I’m not dreaming, I’m miles away from home…I don’t understand it. There was nothing he could do sitting around, so he supposed he might try making his way through the jungle to see if he could actually find any people who’d be able to at least tell him where he was, and maybe help him get back home. He started forward, but noticed something on his belt. Freezing he reached down and grabbed the dagger that was at his side, and his chocolate eyes widened in surprise. He never slept with that dagger at his side. He always kept it under a floorboard in his hovel, he hadn’t so much as looked at it in years. He looked around habitually before tucking it back in his belt. He supposed it may come in handy, though he preferred a nice scimitar to cut through this underbrush. After that battle with Jafar he’d made it his business to learn how to use a sword properly—under the tutorship of none other than Razoul. The man hated him, but he’d had to teach him because the Sultan insisted. Razoul was supposedly the best of the best, and the Sultan’s most skilled warrior. Who couldn’t catch a seventeen year old kid. He was a mean teacher, and never ceased calling him street rat, but Aladdin was determined not to let that get to him. He’ d finished his lessons, and although Razoul still loathed him, he was sure that he was impressed. The former thief pulled aside some leaves in his way and began his journey through the jungle, his hand ready to retrieve his weapon should the need arise.
