Post by Abis Mal on Aug 22, 2021 15:30:44 GMT -5
(ooc: August 4th. Evening. Abis Mal believes Jafar is dead and he had only been there a couple of months hasn't actually met him. And doesn't think he's there so he doesn't ask about Jafar.)
Abis Mal sighed. Things had gone very well since he'd gotten here. He still never got his third wish or any of them. That genie had cheated him. And yet he found himself missing him. He had been a great partner and good muscle. Not like Haroud or his other goons. If it wasn't for Aladdin and that bird they'd have their revenge and probably be ruling Agrabah now. He clenched his fists in anger.
"I don't know how but I'll avenge you Jafar. You were the closest I had to a real friend. I don't know but Aladdin, the bird, the princess, the genie, and the rest of their friends will all pay for taking you from me. And my wishes." said Abis Mal.
He chuckled.
"You hear that Aladdin. You and your friends days are numbered. Now what should I do to them?" said Abis Mal.
He paused grinning picturing Aladdin getting beheaded like his and Jafar's original plan. He'd make Jasmine his servant as he'd tried turning her evil once and that hadn't gone well. The sultan, monkey, and the bird were easy pickings and he'd take them out easily. The carpet he might be able to make it serve him. That would be the perfect revenge. The tiger if he couldn't train it then he could sell it to a zoo or something for some money. As for the genie he'd research and find a way to return him to the lamp. Why should he have his freedom when they'd taken Jafar from him? Then his revenge for Jafar could be complete.
He was unaware he was saying his thoughts out loud dictating all of his plans for Aladdin and the others. Then he heard a noise and froze seeing Jafar.
"Jafar? No, you're a ghost. Haunting me. I'll make them all pay. I wish you were real." said Abis Mal.
He leaned forward expecting his hand to go through him instead he tripped and fell into Jafar's arms. He blushed but it felt nice at the same time.
"Wait. You're dead. How are you holding me?" asked Abis Mal.
