So, I got to the sim, and almost instantly, this cute as a button avatar, Violet, gets into my inbox, asking me what I need to perform. We do a sound check, a stream check and she tells me to stay live. Ghostly Kips, the DJ before me with his alpacas, was wonderful. His music … Continue reading SL15B
Lots of people have been liking my "Castaway" twiddle, so it's obvious I should keep on writing. I'm working on expanding the twiddle to a proper story. It's just supposed to be a small character sketch that I can base a potentially roleplay on, but it seems that there are those who really like it, … Continue reading Wow!
Yes, there are elven ears in some of these photos, and human ones. Ignore that. Enjoy the twiddle. The young female watched the ebb and flow of the water, mesmerized by the waves lapping on the shore. She had been found a few days earlier, barely alive, holding onto the rocks as the dawn broke. … Continue reading The Castaway
Things are a little chaotic at the moment. End of the school year for the rug rats will start in about 2 weeks, so I have to get teacher presents up and ready. I'm thinking "Shine Where You Love" mini blackboards for all of them. Spitfire is reeling. Work has dumped stuff on her head … Continue reading Chaos is the new normal
I was sitting at a discussion at one of the venues I more than enjoy, and they were discussing "collectors." I wasn't really listening at the time, since it was in voice chat, and I was doing something else. Spitfire showed up and snuggled into me. She isn't able to do many discussions, simply because … Continue reading The bad ones
Sooooo... the Scifi expo in SL was great! Had fun. Spitfire and I are science fiction nuts. Her alien avatar, my elf from Abode descendant. Yah, we really get into the Scifi stuff. Spitfire and I exploring the sims. Look at the BB8! More explorations. We found a Tardis!!! I never did find it again. … Continue reading Any salve for that burn?
I think it's time for me to walk away... Mum got into my inbox today and showed me some wonderfully expressive logs of something that was documented. Coyote was spouting off to mutual friends of ours about how mum tried trancing her without consent. What Coyote doesn't realize is that I was there. Coyote's stalker … Continue reading Rock and Hard Place
Once again - these are not Spitfire's words, but what I understood from what she said... I was arting the night before I had gone to sleep. She had woken up and was rattled because she was having to take a turn monitoring her father's needs. I was playing with Gimp with some images I … Continue reading Wordless
"I have a task for you, and I plan on doing it too," Spitfire speaks to me just before going to bed for her night. "I will be doing this too. Blog about the Old Guard." I baulk. She gives me the same assignment the next day. And the next. And the next. "I am … Continue reading The Old Guard
Within the last two weeks, along with everything else, this drone in YMO does an emo "I'm gonna leave cause there's nothing here for me." I scratch my head and get into their inbox to find out what is going on. "Its boring and no one to interact with," they tell me, describing how they've … Continue reading Rattled
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