The Back Story.
The owner of Bleh has set her entire inventory at give-away prices. I mean, like, literally. Zero L’s for the whole lot of it. I read something about her doing this out of guilt for not having made new stuff or something. Guilt for having a real life and putting the metaverse on the back burner?
Well Katie, a.k.a marcillia bumblefoot, you go right ahead and have your real life and don’t you worry about a thing. When you make something new, I’ll make Etoile go in world and purchase it on general principles.
Hair: Truth ~ Bunny w/Roots in “espresso” ~ subscriber gift
I love hearing about drama, but me no likey participating in it. Maybe that’s why I tend to keep my head down socially in SL, especially when it comes to the strange romantic imbroglios some folks use the metaverse to engage in. A dj friend of mine was doing one of his gigs the other evening, and he sometimes gets out there and dorks it up on the dance floor rather than hang out in the safety zone of his spin table. Occasionally he does something really questionable like dance with the clientele. On this particular evening, he got the balls up and ready, and before the gal whom he had asked to dance could hop on, another one (one whose profile included much information about how she “voice chats” and is “up for fun” and “you should call me sometime”) elbowed the woman out of the way to hop on pop first. The one who had been asked to dance did a grand hurumph and poofed out. One angry pixel lady down, another 5,000 or so to go.
This same dj told me about a friend of his who has an entourage of pixel men she brings with her to clubs. At one of these venues, the club manager — yet another generic, long-legged hawt pixel babe — “hit on” every single last one of these guys, thereby upsetting the gal with all the man-toys. She left and will never step virtual foot in that make-believe club ever again. So there. Were all these pixel men her boyfriends? No, says my dj buddy, just her friends. Wull… then why did it matter to her that the other gal chatted them all up? I don’t know, said my friend. Does hitting on pixel men really matter, and why would anyone really want to do that anyway? Is there some sort of point system going on here; the bigger your personal opposite sex (so they say) entourage, the higher your score? Is that why the club manager was hitting on them? You score double points for actually “stealing” a pixel man away from someone else’s avatar and adding them to yours?
Any insights on why a bunch of people in the 30s, 40s, 50s and 60s would get wrapped up in this sort insanity would be welcomed.
This is a kid skin, obviously not on a kid shape. Worked out fine, but a little too youthful (and too blond) to get much regular use from Etoile. I’m not sure what the whites spots on the cheek are all about, either. I’ve seen these as a makeup option on a number of skins, and assume it must be a reference to something (as most things are).
I decided to get away from it all in a far off land (far off to me, anyway). The shape drama on SL is getting craaaazy, peoples (see also Alicia Chenaux’s pithy “Stop it” piece). Am I sensing a ground swell of consumer revolt against the grump-face pony-rider shape? A final smack down before the demise of a fad?
Whatever it might be, remember folks, that these avatars we play around with are not our corporeal bodies. They aren’t even as materially substantive as a doll that you can hold in your hands, for that matter.
I just recalled an incident from when I was five years old. A neighbor boy made fun of the way one of my dollies looked, and I whacked him upside the head with a pointy metal thing. He had to get stitches. I got grounded. Over a damn doll.
Yeah. Dumb. But I was five and had skin about as thick as nanofilm.
Suitcase: Vinyl Cafe ~ Vintage Mesh Suitcase ~ past group gift
Texture Overlay: boreanlnz (Jill Ferry) ~ Dusty tv with light-leaks (from free texture set on flickr) ~ Mostly of interest to the photogs amongst you who like playing around with texture overlays in Photoshop for effect, but also giving credit where credit is due. Many thanks to all the creatives out there who make their stuff available to other creatives to play with.