TGIF

Or… How to break a dj…

I don’t know which member of the staff of Whip Radio wanted us to do this photo for their calendar, but when I finally got Black pinned down long enough to do it, this beauty was made.

December came and went and a lot of fun was had. The end of the year parties were pretty epic. Being able to let loose and party 123123 away was fun as all hell. I was the last DJ for the TFC/Unexus crowd party and I blew the top off.

The boss feline, T, bless his heart, as the boss of TFC, and when he hired me, I was hired as a backup dj, little did he realize was Ris would set in motion, with Kyr’s backing. All it took was the tiger agreeing, and then Shu actually asking.

(That was a run on sentence from hell and I can’t figure out where to edit it)

I still had to say yes.

I did.

That has been a hoot!

The tiger is an awesome voice to listen to. His deeper baritone? No. Tenor. I don’t know! I know I’m supposed to be a contralto or was back when I was 20. Tig has a way with his voice that I sometimes also do. A change in pitch and timber and *bamn* why is my brain tingling that way?

Shu, however, has his dom up with me. Maybe because I call him sempai, and because he’s a manager at TFC or something, but either way, he does try to manage me. So, of course, I break out a round of “Not the dom-A!” a la Baby Sinclair and that I think is like waving a red flag to a bull, except that Shu is too much of a gentleman to do anything other than to play a Zero at me.

Our relationship ship started when I got brought to TFC a few years ago and there, on my maneki neko avi, I ended up on the dj’s desk and sat there. It seemed like the right place for a feline my size to be – away from all the hooves and paws with claws that were bigger than me. Shu told me it was cute and I was welcome to be there. Shu had to reassure me repeatedly over the years that it was okay for me to be there.

So, that became my spot. sitting to Shu’s right.

Sometimes I drop down and run around with zoomies. That’s just me giving everyone there some love and sort of a thank you for showing up. Or, if there are seasonal winter trees, you will find me in them. With Ris’ help, I even “killed” one.

Holy shit, has it been really been years since the first time I was at a TFC event? Or Unexus with Shu djing?

Anyway, I started to RP cat things during his sets. I would press random buttons, make stuff fall off his desk. You know, cat things. Except my cat is actually a “lart” or Gorean fox-like animal. I can hear the cries “there are no canids on Gor!” There are felines, and my belief is that a lart is a variant of an extinct North American feline.

Then December happened.

And I said yes.

And I did those first three shows….

I’ve since done two more, one of them I wasn’t the DJ in charge. See, Shu decided he needed to rebuild his gear cause SL. So he worked on stuff for the last month. I have one last set in his blocks before he takes over again, and that’s on Wednesday.

Last Friday, however… I got broken as a dj.

The plan was to roast Shu, but it fell apart. So we did the ‘scopes like normal. More music happened. Then the word got out that the dj, moi, will strip for $3000L. I don’t mind. It’s an avatar, and not actually me. Sometimes it gets my sets up to something near minimum wage, but I rarely hit that. I leave all my money in the game anyway, so that I have money to buy new outfits, new dances, or tip other people.

This furry, who will remain thanked, asked about breaking the dj. Then proceeded to do so. $10,000L dropped into my tip jar in the middle of a voice over.

DJ Down.

I would show the photos after that moment, because yes, my avatar did end up naked, but that isn’t what this blog is for.

I split the pot with the guys once the show was over and stumbled to my real life bed, exhausted. I could have kept it, but no, the guys were both helping me dj by feeding me songs, and by keeping me sane during this. Shu also guided me when I broke out singing at one point like a choir master would.

That was a really good night.

Can I haz more?