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From the retooled Scooby Doo show What's New Scooby Doo it is Daphne and Velma. I know technically Velma could have been movie version of Daphne [link] It was Daphne giving another outfit that captured her classic look but modern.

Apparently Crystal Cove is trapped in a time warp every one dresses as though it 1960's.

Don't blink Velma

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We start off of course with Daphne and Velma from Scooby Doo Where are you? Tied up in garden shed.

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Mrs. Nan Blake wants to see how daughters live and work. So she went all of her children follow a few days. Well it was Daphne's turn for Nan. Well how much trouble can she get into traveling around with her friends and a dog.

i mean Dr. Daisy Blake has to deal with sick and injured people. Dawn Blake has to deal with designers saying she is shape weirdly and photographers are screaming she is pouting too much or such nonsense. The trying life of a fashion model. Dorothy Blake drives race cars, all the heat and noise and danger of crashing. We will skip the dangers of the marines with Delilah Blake.

These are the characters from Scooby Doo Mystery Inc l to r Nan Blake-Daisy Blake-Dawn Blake-Dorothy Blake-Delilah Blake-Daphne Balke

So Nan it was interesting that they would get involved some mystery. Well she and all of the Blake girls are getting the full job of a teen sleuth. Now Daphne has to worry she will be shipped to boarding school after she gets free.
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Velma and Daphne find themselves bound and gagged by the Mummy. But their kidnapper appears to have been captured. Will they be rescued? Or are the girls in for a "knotty" situation? The art accompanies the story "Mummy Knots Best (Part Two)"**
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The latest Barney Brazil artwork for Daphnebound features Daphne Blake once again at the mercy of the great warlord Zen Tuo. But this time, she's not alone. Her friend Mei Ling is likewise bound and gagged. Will they escape his clutches? Read "A Little Trouble in Big China" to find out.
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By Barney Brazil
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Velma and Daphne decide to work out their differences with the help of a third party. Unfortunately they chose to see Dr. Penelope Spectra.
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Daria and Quinn are dressed in the perfect Halloween costumes as they challenged to escape from Lawndale's legendary "haunted" house. The problem is they bound a gagged
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Another picture based on Daria Jane and Quinn get a ride home from Brittany's party
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“Snared By The Sultan of Persia”
Sequel to “Peril of Persia.”
By Jaguaro

Daphne could have floated down the hallway, like Jeannie would do, thanks to a most special wish she had granted: a night of heaven. But a night of bliss eventually has to come to an end, and she never did find that dark chocolate. After that strenuous workout with her newfound lover, she had a bit of an appetite. Fred was played out, sprawled out on the bed, snoring. Let the poor guy rest, she thought. He earned it.
Before she headed out, she noted that the woman doing the wash had been veiled. The feminist in her hated how local women were subjected to such restrictions, but rules were rule. And she didn’t want to be a rude American. So she found a purple veil probably left behind by a servant girl or woman of the local harem. It would be tough to return it, as it matched her skimpy costume perfectly. She rakishly swung her lime green scarf around her neck, and draped it over her cleavage. Don’t want to give the Prince, the security guards, and any guy not named Fred for that matter any ideas.
Whether it was her hunger, or the romantic thoughts that swirled through her head, she never caught the warning signs: the shadow from the right side or the scuffling sound from the left, but as she reached a passageway in the middle of her hallway.
Without warning, she found her arms pinned behind her back. A scarf matching hers was tied over her mouth and nose, under her veil.. As the cloth was tied behind the back of her head, she whispered in dismay, not just at being silenced, but for having the greatest night of her life ruined.
To her surprise, she saw it was Prince Abin’s Uncle Abdullah tying her up, with two palace guards holding her wrists. Of course the even djinn Jadal was there two, rubbing his hands in pleasure at the sight of her helplessness while a guard knotted a rope binding her wrists. The other guard secured her ankles in a similar fashion.
“Now you will pay for tricking us, leading us into a trap for Jeannie.” Jadal smiled.
Daphne desperately tried to explain that it wasn’t her idea. She was simply wearing that skimpy outfit trying to cover for Jeannie, not realizing she was being used as bait for a trap.
“Your punishment will be appropriate for what you did,” Uncle Abdullah insisted, spinning Daphne around so he could face her. “You will be used for bait to trap Jeannie for a change, and join her in a new prison we hope to keep her for decades, even centuries.
The redhead squirmed around, but the ropes that kept her in bondage would not give. Nor could anyone make out what she was saying.
“But do not feel too bad. Your friends will also be locked up, along with the weak Prince Abin!”
The two laughed at Daphne’s helpless pleadings, muffled by her scarf gag.

Jeannie raced down the hall. Though her legs were still in the lotus position for relaxation as she glided through the air, she was highly concerned. She saw the broken bottle where Jadal and Abdullah were supposed to be locked up. But where could they be? She hoped they would run away, but if they didn’t, Miss Daphne would be in great peril.
Her worst fears were confirmed as she rounded the corner. The redheaded human was there, dressed as she was with purple and green bra and briefs, sheer harem pants that revealed her shapely legs, purple slippers, and a green scarf gagging her, mostly obscured by a diaphanous veil that matched her slippers and headband.
“Release Daphne, or you shall suffer the consequences!” she shouted. Her pony tail spun around her head, ready to snap out a spell that would crush Daphne’s tormentors.
“Another moment and your new-found friend will die!” Abdullah snapped back, revealing a large curved knife that was now poised to strike Daphne’s throat.
“No…wait!” Jeannie begged. Perhaps her spell might strike Abdullah before he could harm the fellow redhead, but there was no guarantee. Plus Jadal was waiting in the wings, ready for his chance at revenge.
“You will surrender, little one!” Jadal demanded.
“I…I…submit to your will,” Jeannie muttered reluctantly. She dropped her arms to her side.
At that moment, Jadal pointed his finger at the redheaded genie and commanded “Gag-in-djinn!” An odd beam of white, black and gray colors emerged from his finger, and covered her mouth, swinging around to pin her ponytail to her head, so that she could neither cast a spell nor whip one from her hair.
“Hmmm…mmmm….mmmph!” Jeannie squealed in panic. As her hands flew to try to and stop the beam, Jadal pointed his finger again and said “Bond-in-djinn!” twice. Similar beams of white, gray and black flew to her. One pulled her wrists behind her back, holding them there. Another swung around her ankles, preventing them from moving.
The evil djinn laughed. “Comfortable, little one? To think that a female genie should be more powerful than a male djinn….unthinkable!” He smiled, then called out the last command one more time. The strange band of black, gray and white now circled her, moving in tighter so that her arms were pinned to her chest. As it squeezed her just below her breasts, Jeannie yelped into her gag. ‘That was revenge for putting me into a bottle, as I shall do with you!”
“Release Daphne and Jeannie…or you’ll be sorry!” It was Fred in the lead, followed by Velma, Shaggy, Scooby, Prince Abin, Cory and Henry, as well as Babu. Both redheads widened their eyes as they saw the group rush forward. Jeannie shook her head. Daphne whimpered a warning into her gag. But it was too late.
“Cage-in-djinn” Jadal boomed as he pointed his finger above them. A makeshift jail fell, trapping all inside. Daphne struggled against her bonds, while Jeannie shook her head. Such foolish courage, she thought. All for naught.
“Hey, Fred’s supposed to set the traps!” Shaggy observed.
“Uncle…what are you doing?” Prince Abin inquired.
Abdullah stepped forward, evaluating his captives. “Earlier tonight, these two females foiled my plans to take over this palace from you. But no longer. They shall be put into a bottle, helpless such as this, where they shall remain for at least 1,000 years. You and your friends shall be held in jail, as enemies of the state. Any of you attempting to escape will be executed as a traitor.”
Prince Abin shook his head. “But why?”
“I told you, you and your father should have ruled as a sultan should, with force!” Abdullah angrily instructed the royal. “Had you done so, you would have seen me as a danger, and gotten rid of me. Too late, Prince Abin, who rules by love!”
Abdullah turned to the djinn. “Carry out the sentence!”
“Imprison-in-djunn” Jadal said as he pointed to the two damsels-in-distress.
Daphne and Jeannie remained bound and gagged as their forms stretched and they floated inside a dark blue bottle. They reformed inside as they were, each just as helpless to move or speak.
“Scooby!” Velma hissed. “Try and break the bottle with your howls!”
Scooby-Doo wailed as loud as he could. Neither Abdullah and Jadal seemed to pay much heed to the dog’s loud groaning and moaning. But the bottle did not break.
“Cory!” Henry shouted. “Try to break the glass!”
Cory hurled a small stone. As poor as the odds were, he managed to have the small rock strike the bottle. But it bounced off the object as if it were also made of stone.
Abdullah and Jadal laughed at the prisoners. “Foolish mortals!” Jadal boomed. “Your canine and human tricks are useless against the magic of a djinn. Even if you break the bottle, these bound beauties would still be gagged, unable to do anything to save you.”
Cory looked over at Babu. “See what you can do, Babu!”
Babu hesitated. “Okay-yay,” he sounded nervous. “I’ll try. Yazzle-Dazzle!” he spoke, wiggling his fingers toward the captive redheads. In the next moment, his mouth disappeared. He began waving frantically like a bird trying to take off. Cory smacked his forehead. Velma rolled her eyes. Shaggy and Scooby looked like deflated balloons. Fred slumped forward against the bars. “Then it’s hopeless.”
Daphne looked sadly at her helpless hero. If only she hadn’t used her gift wish from Jeannie in an elaborate seduction of Fred, and had saved it. She closed her eyes to try and fight back the tears welling up inside her. I wish I was a genie, she mumbled into the scarf gag.
At that moment, she began to feel as if her body temperature increased by ten degrees. A light seemed to be enveloping her. She frantically glanced over at Abdullah, but he was lecturing Prince Abin. Jadal was choosing to torment Babu, laughing and insulting him. Both ignored her.
Was she a genie? It was time to test her powers.
These ropes are too tight, she thought. They should loosen up a bit.
Nothing happened. How had Jeannie…wait, she had a ponytail that whipped into action when she worked her magic. Daphne flipped her hair seductively as best she could with the scarf, veil, and headband. It wasn’t much, but it worked; the ropes easily slid from her wrists and her ankles into a heap at her feet. That was good.
She reached up and untied the offending gag that Abdullah had used to muffle her words. “Break this bottle,” she commanded, giving that patented hair flip. It shattered and she and Jeannie returned to normal size, as quickly as she did.
Abdullah and Jadal turned to look at her, in shock. “Release, the prisoners!” she commanded. She whipped her head to the side and snapped her head back. Hair went flying and the bars disappeared.
“Get her! Gag her!” Abdullah demanded, but he was tackled by Fred and Cory. Velma kicked him in the belly and the air seemed to go out of his lungs.
Jadal floated forward. Daphne adopted the lotus position Jeannie preferred and floated up to avoid being an easy target.
“Your powers are use-!” Daphne began.
“…less!” she finished, flipping her hair.
“..dji..” Poof! A flash of light and his powers disappeared from his finger. He looked at it as if his finger was broken.
“You belong in a lamp!” Daphne ordered. Another flip of her hair and Jadal slid into a bright gold lamp.
Cory and Henry joined in the gang tackling of Uncle Abdullah, who was trying to summon the guards. Better get him out of the picture, she noted to herself. Another command, another flip, and Abdullah squeezed into the lamp, leading the boys to collapse into a heap where he lay. She couldn’t resist a chuckle.

“Wow, Daph,” Shaggy bounded over. “You’re just like Jeannie!”
“How’d you do it?” Velma begged.
“I…I don’t know!” Daphne admitted. “Jeannie gave me a wish, but I used that on Fred.”
Fred looked over. “What do you mean?”
“I…er…used a wish she gave me…to seduce you,” Daphne stammered, blushing furiously.
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Fred smiled. “From the moment I saw you in that costume…I…well…couldn’t help myself.” Now it was his turn to turn beet red.
Velma snapped her fingers. “I think I’ve got it. Daphne, you wished for something that was already happening.”
“And did you flip your hair when you did, like when you beat the bad guys?” Shaggy asked.
Daphne’s hand shot to her mouth. “No…I didn’t…” she managed.
“Then you didn’t use her wish until you were abducted, and placed in a bottle with her!” Velma proclaimed.
Daphne smiled. “Glad you fell for me, then, Fred!”

“Ri rove reannie!” Scooby said with hearts in his eyes. “Rescue rer!”
“Can you do it?” Velma asked, looking skeptical. The bands that enveloped her mouth and hair, and squeezed her wrists, ankles and chest looked pretty tough.
“I’ll give it a go,” Daphne replied. “Unbind and ungag Jeannie!” She flipped her hair, but nothing happened.
“Man, that’s a powerful spell Jadal put on her,” Fred said, joining the group.
“Can you try again, Miss Daphne?” Prince Abin begged. The redhead did, to no avail.
“I heard Jeannie say something about a ‘Great Haji,’” Cory thought aloud, tapping his head.
“Can you call him?” Henry asked.
Daphne closed her eyes. She spun around in a circle in the air. She opened them again and shook her head. “If I knew who he was, maybe I could.”
Velma smiled. “You might not know him, but Babu might.” Babu had just come over, and nodded his head emphatically.
“You can fix, Babu, I bet,” Fred boasted, as if he was the one who gave Daphne her powers.
Daphne smiled. “Give Babu his mouth and voice back.” She flipped her hair slowly, as if solely for Fred’s enjoyment.
Poof! Babu put his hands to his face. “I can talk again! Wow!” He began to float.
“Now don’t waste time, Babu!” Cory demanded. “Call up the Great Haji!”
“I’ll try!” Babu agreed. “Yazzle Dazzle!”
Poof! A small Indian boy in a turban looked around, blinking. “Wha-where am I?”
Henry smacked his head. Jeannie rolled her eyes in dismay.
“Babu…you didn’t summon the Great Haji!” Cory yelled. “You summoned Haji from Jonny Quest!”
Haji looked around, then smiled at Daphne. “Heyyyyy”
“Back off, kid,” the redhead snapped. “I’m a genie…at least for now.”
“Whoa!” he grinned. “No problem, lady.”
Velma stepped forward. “Do you know how to reach the Great Haji?”
Haji shook his head. “No…but doesn’t Aladdin have a genie?”
Prince Abin, who had just joined them, put his hands to his head. “Why didn’t I think of him? Aladdin is a friend of mine. I’ll send a hawk…”
“…And Daph can give him turbo speed, right?” Fred grinned. Daphne smiled.

In little time, a large blue form zoomed in through a window down the hall and screeched to a halt. He was dressed like a race car driver, mimicking a Southern accent like a NASCAR driver, with ad labels all over his body. Cory seemed delighted while Velma facepalmed herself.
The black bearded smart aleck genie glanced around, turning back to his normal appearance. “So who called for me? Who lit the beacons of Gondor? Was it you?” he asked Babu, who shook his head. “Was it you?” he asked Haji, who laughed. “Was it….heyyyyyyy” he leered at Daphne, who folder her arms crossly, and turned her back on the genie, closing her eyes and turning her nose up in indignation. As if.
“It was I, Prince Abin,” the white turbaned man said, raising his hand. “We have need of your help.”
“Then Rohan shall answer!” the genie laughed, doing an impersonation of King Theoden from Lord of the Rings. The he switched to a doctor’s lab coat. “Vat zeems to be ze problem?” he inquired, with a think German accent.
“Our genie, Jeannie, has been bound and gagged by an evil djinn, and we cannot free her” Fred waved his hands for effect.
“No doubt a precaution against excessive screaming,” the genie mused, having returned to form. “Let’s just….” suddenly, he morphed into the form of a wolf from a Warner Brothers cartoon. Eyes multiplied out as he caught sight of Jeanie. His tongue dropped down like a long red carpet, almost reaching her purple slippers. After several howls, he spun around and turned into a 1950s greaser. The genie put on a pair of shades, combed back his hair, tugged at his black leather jacket, and began putting the moves on the pony-tailed Jeannie.
“Er, Mr. Genie?” Henry managed. “Should you, ya know, get her loose first?”
“Okay, but will you go out with me this Friday?” he asked her, bending down on one knee.
Jeannie’s reply was muffled. “The gag…you know…still on her,” Cory pointed at her mouth.
“I’ll do it if she’ll go on a date with me!”
All eyes swung to Jeannie. To Daphne’s surprise, she nodded.
“It’s a deal!” The genie beamed. He spun her around until first her arms, then her legs, and finally her mouth were free of the bands around them.
“Oh genie, I love your sense of humor!” Jeannie smiled floating over to him, and planted a kiss on his cheek. The genie turned into a carnival game of a strength test, and shot up to the top, past signs of “mildly interested” and “just looking” where he rang the bell that said “in love.” “But first, I have to have a few words with Miss Daphne,” she insisted. This got Daphne to spin around in surprise. The genie paid little attention, doing an impersonation of Frank Sinatra crooning some song.
Daphne and Jeannie found themselves in the next room. “Jeannie…isn’t he…a little…silly?”
“Of course, Miss Daphne.” Jeannie waved off her comment. “I wanted to thank you for saving me again, stopping Jadal and Abdullah.”
“It was my pleasure…after all, you rescued me earlier…and gave me the wish.”
“Since you used up your wish, how about another one?” Jeannie asked.
Daphne considered her option. “I’d rather not stay a genie. I love Fred and all, but I don’t want to be a slave to a master.”
“As you wish,” replied. Her pony tail snapped and the glow around Daphne subsided. She felt a little remorseful over her decision, losing all the powers. But she didn’t want to be tied to a bottle or lamp.
“Do I at least get to keep the outfit? It seems to have worked on Fred…”
“As mine has charmed Aladdin’s genie,” Jeannie smiled.
They returned to the next room, where the genie was dressed in a California Angels jersey, wearing Nolan Ryan’s number. “One lamp with the bad guys, heading far, far away,” the genie bellowed, hurling the lamp through a window, which continued toward the horizon. After the applause, the genie turned into a conductor for a train. “Next stop, Cave of wonders.”
“With me too!” Jeannie smiled, spinning around until she was dressed with a sweater and poodle skirt as the Genie morphed back into his greaser outfit. They floated out through the window together.

That night, Daphne and Velma walked down their respective hallways. “So Jeannie gave you two wishes, not one this time?” the bespectacled gal asked. Daphne nodded.
“Since you’ve obviously given up being a genie, what are you going to do with the other one?” Velma asked.
Daphne looked up and down the hall as Cory and Henry walked passed. In case they were eavesdropping, the redhead whispered to the brunette, whose eyes bugged out, almost eclipsing her glasses. “But…how…”
“Just wear…..” and then she whispered some more. “And make….” More whispers ensued.
“And that will work?” the gal with the orange sweater and matching socks asked.
Daphne nodded. “See you tomorrow” she cooed.
When Shaggy entered his room an hour later, he saw Velma in a red and gold harem outfit, complete with a veil encompassing her face save her glasses. She reclined on her bed, dangling a bunch of grapes. On a table near the bed were pieces of pita and humus. “Care to join me…for a late night snack?”
Shaggy panted the way the genie was doing so earlier over Jeannie. He kicked the door shut behind him, leading to an angry growl from Scooby who was trailing him, until he found the steak draped over his bowl.
Fred looked as his girlfriend sashayed into the room. “So what kept you?”
Daphne told him.
Fred grinned. “So you got three wishes from Jeannie? That was nice of you to use one on Velma.”
Daphne chuckled to herself. Of course she hadn’t, but Velma needed the confidence boost. If she thought it was a genie’s wish working on Shaggy, she might succeed in trapping him. Speaking of traps….
“And if you used one to not become a genie, what’s the last one for?” Fred asked.
Then the lights went out, as if on cue.

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Once again, I've posted another artwork from my Scooby Doo-Indiana Jones crossover known as "Fred Jones and the Temple of Doo." The artwork is titled "Now cut me loose!" because Daphne is letting Fred know that she's sick of being bound and gagged. Not a new role for her. Gotta read the fanfic to see how it turns out.

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Peril in Persia
By Jaguaro

Daphne wandered down the hallway in Prince Abin’s palace. Fred was busy rigging a trap to stop intruders from entering his room, while Velma was lost in a good book. Shaggy and Scooby-Doo were on a snack run, so the only folks she might gab with to pass the time before bed were the new guys she and the Mystery Inc. gang met that day: Cory Anders and Henry Glopp, along with the genies Babu and Jeannie.
Who should she see floating down the hallway but the fellow redhead? “Miss Daphne Blake, you are just the person I have been looking for!”
“Really? I was looking for someone for a little girl talk…”
“Oh,” Jeannie paused. “Actually, I was hoping to ask you a favor.”
“Sure…what is it?” Daphne asked.
“There is a party for genies, called by Aladdin’s genie,” she replied. “He is so funny, and his soirées are the best! But Cory and Henry would probably not let me leave if they knew. They are nervous about being in Persia for the first time, and would want me to stay.”
“Can’t Babu…oh wait, he’s invited too.”
“He is not,” Jeannie noted. “And he is no great genie, of course. His presence would inspire fear, not calm.”
“So what is the favor?” Daphne wondered aloud.
Jeannie paused. “Could you, perhaps, take my place? We look so much alike, with our red hair. And while there is nothing to fear, the boys would take great comfort in seeing me about.”
“I don’t know…”
“Oh please, Miss Blake,” Jeannie begged. “ I would be forever grateful.”
“Well…” Daphne pondered the question.
“I will make you a costume resembling mine, so you can pass for me,” Jeannie promised.
Daphne imagined herself prancing about Fred wearing Jeannie’s skimpy harem outfit. “It’s a deal!”
In a flash, she was wearing the same purple and green bikini and briefs, diaphanous harem pants, slippers, and a choke collar. Wow, I look even hotter, she thought.
But she still had her headband on, and the scarf rakishly tossed around her neck. And, of course, her hairstyle was different. “Hmmm… won’t Cory and Henry notice I look a tad different?”
Jeannie laughed in her sing-song-style. “Oh Daphne, they are boys! Does your Fred and ‘Shaggy’ ever notice your changes in clothing, accessories or the way you redo your hair?”
“No…” Daphne sighed. Sometimes she wondered if she dyed her hair blonde whether anyone but Velma would notice. Maybe Scooby too.
Jeannie laughed and kept floating down the hallway. “You’ll be just fine, Miss Daphne. Just a few hours, of course. ” She disappeared through a wall.
Well, time to see if I can pull it off. She looked down at her feet. No floating for me. Unlike Jeannie, she’d have to hoof it to the boy’s room.

Both Cory and Henry each had their noses in a motorcycle magazine. Henry glanced over. “Oh, hi Jeannie.”
The redhead genie was right, Daphne mused.
“Say Jeannie, can you get me a glass of water?” Cory looked up momentarily.
“Er…coming up master,” Daphne managed, mimicking Jeannie’s voice. She looked around. Where would she get one except at the fountain that she just came down from? It would look a little obvious, given she didn’t have a ponytail to whip one up. Then a bright idea came to her.
“So Master, why do you like…uh, motorcycles?”
Cory kept focusing on his magazine, but started going on and on about the virtues of a good chopper. Meanwhile, she tiptoed out of the room in her soft slippers. Within a few minutes, she had the cold full glass in her hand, just as Cory droned on about motocross.
“Oh thanks, Jeannie,” Cory said as he looked up and took a swig from the cup, then went back to his words and pictures of a Harley-Davidson.
“Like, get me one too, Jeannie, willya?” Henry said, glancing in her direction.
“Ah…okay…so…who is the best motocross racer?”
Henry looked back to his reading material, going on and on, quoting numbers from a statistics table about wins and speed. After five minutes, he ended with “…and that’s why Pearson is better than Beck…oh…thanks for the water Jeannie.”
“Anything for my master and his friend.”
“Then, willya…rub my feet Jeannie?” Henry kicked off his shoes. They’re kinda sore…”
Daphne wrinkled her nose. “I…I am a proud genie, from a long line of genies. I am not a mere foot masseuse or one who grants your fetish desires!” She stormed angrily from the room.
Cory looked over at Henry. “I wasn’t sure, with that new hairstyle and green scarf she was wearing, but given the way she told you off, that’s our Jeannie alright!”
“Yeah…” Henry agreed reluctantly.

Down the hall, Daphne encountered Babu. Or at least she saw the top half. His bottom half was running to catch up. “There you are! Oh Jeannie…I did it again!” He pointed to his obvious split. “Make it right, please!”
Daphne hesitated. “Uhm…uh….Babu, you…”
“Babu, you are a real genie. Yet you act like a helpless mere mortal,” Daphne said, making up the words in rapid succession. “If you want to be a real genie, you must solve your own problems, not rely upon your superiors to fix everything.”
“Gee…you’ve never said…I guess you’re right, Jeannie.” He moved back toward his bedroom, with his torso and legs close behind. “I could kinda study the spell again.”
“You do that, Babu,” Daphne said. She felt bad for him, but what else could she do? Plus, Babu was so incompetent, a little studying couldn’t hurt.

As she continued on down to what she thought was a storeroom, she opened the door. Maybe there would be a pantry. Did Persians make dark chocolate, perhaps?
Inside, however, she saw an amorphous green figure. He was bald, had a squinted face, and a very thin goatee. Gold bands were on each wrist, and a matching colored belt covered his waist. “Hello, little one. I have been waiting for you”
She looked down, seeing he had no legs, but a green form that disappeared into a gold bottle. He’s a genie!
“Who are- “
“Do not pretend you do not know Jadal the Great, the most powerful djinn in Persia!”
“Wait, I’m not-“
“Muffl-in-djinn!!!” Jadal commanded, as he pointed his finger at her. Her green scarf swung over her mouth and nose, both ends knotting themselves at the nape of her neck, under her hair.
“Hrrmmmfff!” she tried, but could not, as she was effectively gagged with her favorite clothing accessory. Her hands reached up to pull off the scarf, and explain things to Jadal.
“Bind-in-djinn” Jadal announced, pointing at her wrists. The gold bands at her wrists swung her arms behind her back, as if they were a pair of magnets.
“Now, Jeannie, it is time to show you your new master.” The evil Jadal pointed at another door in the food storeroom. In came a large man in blue robes with a red turban. His narrow black mustache and beard could not conceal an evil sneer. It was Prince Abin’s Uncle Abdullah. He was the same guy who said a sultan should rule by force. That’s not who she wanted for her kidnapper.
“Put her in the bottle, but make sure her gag is secure, so she cannot break the spell and shatter the bottle,” Uncle Abdullah ordered.
“Of course, master,” Jadal smiled. “Kor-in-djinn!” She slid in seamlessly into the blue lamp-shaped bottle, but remained bound, gagged, and helpless…another case of Danger-prone Daphne at work, she noted grimly. Her captors laughed at her discomfort.
A flash of light, and then suddenly, she was outside the door, which was cracked open. The scarf was still tied over her nose and mouth, and her wrists were immobilized behind her back, but she could see the evil Djinn Jadal and Uncle Abdullah looking into the bottle.
“What was that flash-” Abdullah began, but the blue bottle shattered. Jeannie stood before them.
“Impossible!” the djinn growled.
A flip of Jeannie’s ponytail, and he slid into his gold bottle.
“But you…you were gag-“
Jeannie’s ponytail cracked like a whip and with a poof, Abdullah joined Jadal in the gold bottle.
“Foolish djinn,” Jeannie scolded. She brought in Daphne, still tied up and muffled by her scarf. “This is Miss Daphne Blake. I merely swapped places with her after you abducted her…so I could capture you two!” The genie then led the helpless Daphne from the room.
“I am so sorry, Miss Daphne,” Jeannie apologized profusely. “ I hoped to capture those two evil ones before they harmed you, but I was a few minutes too late. I am sorry you had to be bait, but I could not tell you the truth, because you might not have agreed to my plan. But now we are all safe.”
She pulled the scarf from Daphne’s lips. “Yeah…don’t worry Jeannie,” Daphne managed. “I’ve been in bondage before. It comes with being a female mystery solver.”
“Well…I will make it up to you, Miss Daphne Blake,” Jeannie insisted. “In addition to you outfit, I will grant you a wish.”
“Not three?”
“That’s just a myth,” Jeannie smiled wryly.

As Daphne made her way back to the room where she and Velma had been staying, she pondered her one wish. What did she need? I’m beautiful, I’m rich, I have my dream job as a reporter, I have friends, I kind of have a boyfr-
“Hey Daph!” Fred burst out from his room. “Nice outfit. At any rate, I just built the perfect trap that’ll get the bad guys trying to stop Prince Abin…come see it!”
Daphne knew what her final wish was.
The doors to the kitchen locked behind Shaggy and Scooby. Velma’s book got a whole lot more interesting. And Fred forgot all about his trap as the door to his room closed behind him.

“How can we defeat her?” Jadal asked from inside the gold bottle.
“We cannot,” Abdullah admitted. “But when we get loose, we shall grab the human redhead female. She will be our hostage until she can be exchanged for Jeannie. All we need to do is to escape to complete our revenge.”
“Leave that to me…” the evil djinn smiled as he noticed a slight crack in the bottle. It wasn’t much, but he didn’t need much to escape.
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In one of the first season episodes of Scooby-Doo, Daphne fell prey to a supposed witch and her zombie henchman, disappearing in front of the gang. We later found out she fell through a trap door when the gang found her on a derelict riverboat, bound and gagged and under a tarp.

But we didn't see what happened to Daphne in between, mainly because it would have sabotaged the mystery. So I drew Daphne just after she fell into the bad guys' hands. Because the more we see Daphne in distress, the better we like it.
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What's more natural than the Scooby-Doo gang in a spooky graveyard on Halloween night? 


The gang is looking into a mystery of a robed personification of Death haunting the local cemetery.  (No reports of little blonde girls with sour attitudes)  But Shaggy and Scooby snuck off to hit a few houses for candy and Fred is busy setting up a trap.  Unfortunately for Velma and Daphne, the haunt seems to have set up his own trap and they fell into it.  So it's up to the guys to rescue our two damsels before they're forced into their own personalized coffins.


Or even worse, are forced to babysit a little blonde girl with a sour attitude.

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Posting old art to reestablish ownership.

This picture was inspired by the costumes Velma and Daphne wore in that Scooby-Doo vs some pirates film that ran on Cartoon Network. I didn't see the film, but I managed to stumble onto the costume party while channel surfing and the costumes caught my eye. Frankly I don't know which one is cuter: Velma as a harem girl or Daphne as a cat girl.
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The group was on a new mystery, to find out who was robbing a massive amount of banks in a town. Velma suddenly discovered a familiar fingerprint fingerprint on the scene of the crime. before she knew it, she was grabbed from behind, tied up, and had her mouth stuffed with a rag. she was thrown in the back of a large van.

Later, Daphne was walking back to her hoel room when she heard a scared voice crying "mmmphhhh!" from the back of a van. As she pried open the doors, a stranger grabbed her, and threw a bag over her head.

When she woke up, Daphne was tied and gagged with Velma, and couldn't say a word.
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poke girls, (about 10 years later)
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From left to right:
Officer Jenny (Pokemon)
Bulma (Dragonball)
Vivi (Onepiece)
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Is hard to enjoy a peaceful dinner when a ghost keep popping out XD
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Here is the new poses of Daphne, after getting caught by the witch, Daphne is now gag and tied up and is place in the boiler room under the haunted house of the witch XD
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The poses had now switch back to Velma, and Daphne is trying to free Velma but will she be successful in this rescue attempt? XD
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(Request) Daphne was giving Velma’s little sister Madelyn (Abracadabra-Doo) a ride to a Halloween Party. Unfortunately while getting gas a man recognized Daphne as one of those medaling kids who sent him to prison years before.
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For DaphneBounds Competition

Danger prone Daphne has been separated from the gang and captured. Now she finds herself in a dark room with sharp spikes descending down on her
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This is another request I've had for awhile and couldn't quite get around to it.
Young Daphne ( A pup named Scooby Do) when undercover as a harem girl looking for clues but "Danger prone" got herself caught snooping and was place in the crocodile pit.

Sorry for taking so long.
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This is easily the puic that has taken me the most time in my whole artistic carreer XD

it is part os a very, very VEEEEEEEEERY old art trade I had with :iconjaguaro: sadly I can't post the one he gave me cause I lost it with everything else in my pc some months ago, but it was a really cute pic of Naty.

I'm sorry to have been delaying this for that long, but in the bright side, I'm a much better artist now than when I took the trade <_< >_>... lame excuse I know XD

anyway, this is partof a fanwork by Jag called "Fred Jones and the Well of Prophecies" (I'd go deeper in the description of the situation but I'd rather have Jag doing it in his fanwork, i suck at this XD) if you haven't checked Jag's comics go take a look at his page nice stuff with nice DiD ;)

I hope everyone elikes it, and again sorry for the wait Jag.
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Well, hi.

It's been a hard week for me but I'm still doing my stuff, this is a request by teensniper [link] these are Katara from avatar and Daphne Blake from Scooby Doo, hogties and tape gags/blindfolds, hope you don't mind.

Well, I don't kow if this is OK, I think I made many mistakes, probably is the lack of sleeping, anyway, I really, really hope you like it teensniper and everyone else, if you don't, please tell me, anyway, please comment, I'll try to post something else later, hope today, thanks.
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an OLD pic requested by :iconrysenkari:

gorls are (left to right) Gwen, Bessie and Portia from the Show Mighty B, thye were in a sleepover and a group of burglars broke in, although it seems Bessie is not that worried, her gagtalk traslates to: "Ya know, they teach escape techniques in the Honeybee Scouts, and I'm really really good because I got the Escape Artist badge!"

well ebjoy people and comment damnit XD.
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A commission and follow-up to [link]
Now that Velma has captured the Hex Girls, she proceeds to tickle Thorn and Daphne as Crush. Meanwhile, Dusk and Luna worry about what Velma has planned for them all. :devilish:
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A commission featuring girls from Scooby Doo. The Clown ghost has already captured Velma and Thorn and now he has Daphne too! What are his nefarious plans? Where are the rest of the gang? Scooby Doo, where are you?!
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A commission and part of a series following the theme of… this one also serves as another sequel to… Fred now has Daphne, Velma, and Thorn as his playthings! Scooby Doo, where are you?!
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