You don’t know how to do it Tony *Banana*. You have to serenade your woman of choice. I will win her heart for you to make you a match made in heaven this time, ready to party down like it’s the end of the world. Watch.
00520108 (blue (beeep!))
…………………………………………………………………………ME: Hi! I now have some more to analyze on section 05 of photo-novel 51. Almost done! We’re going on a trip this morning so I might not be able to reply until tomorrow. We’re headed to Bandana, North Carolina (!), with Bandana in general an important subject for this section now. There are only two Bandana population places in the US, with the other in Kentucky, very near a strangely named village called Monkey’s Eyebrow. This naturally made me associate that Bandana with banana, the famous favorite food of apes. A place called Kona is right below Bandana NC and there we’ll visit the grave of Charlie Silver, noted for being the victim of axe murderer Frankie Silver who hailed from Burke County and who was the first white woman in the state hanged for her crimes. We have several other places earmarked for a visit, including Bakersville (our 2nd visit to that place in a month) and also Spruce Pine. SP has also been mentioned in photo-novel 51. And the area is very important now for my wife’s writing, with several of her characters having lived in Bakersville or thereabouts.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0108, Mythopolis, North Carolina
00520107
Red yellow green at this 2nd Forest center. But why is blue hidden that we also understand is present from 01?
Again: Andie knows.
Spacecraft. tbc
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0207, Forest
00520106
The island turned into a water vortex, as he knew it would. The goddess or siren or whatever rose out of it high into the sky. She looks toward the now glowing blue sphere above her instead of away like before; all her attention is focused on it while the waters from the whirling dervish keep her tethered to a world ocean. She cannot rise any higher. Yet, suspended as she is, she remains safe. For now. We keep the water going.
All I can do is watch from afar, not interfering, not even upon threat of global extinction. We are probably near the end times but who knows. Look at Prince and 1999 and the Y2K threat. Everyone thought it was the end *then*. But we — they — continued on. This time seems… different.
I must go back to the ship and tell the others of this new development.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0106, Dickey Trace, Mythopolis, Omega, Wazob
00520105
“There he goes again out to her, Olaka.”
“I see her, ” he replied to his twin bro-sis Okama, on pink this time. They take turns. His was the Middle Ages.
“Might as well be tied to the mast of that small vessel, you know. Siren call.”
“Not Calypso but getting there,” Olaka said to close. Too close.
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00520104
Black hair saves the day, assault *foiled*.
The van remains empty of quality meat.
OMG. UTSL! Let’s see how I can do this…
“Yes I *will* marry you,” he said after she promised him the band.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Omega, 0104, Bandanaboro, 0052
00520103 (77/77/77)
“So we’re here. Solidly in Ban(d)ana. Then orange rolling all around that, just outside these 4 walls somewhere. Out *there*.”
“Then apple — apples,” he completes. “*Way* out there.”
“Or in here.” Shelley points to her heart.
—–
“You know there’s only one thing to do to solve the cave issue. We talked about this before. I know it seems wrong–”
“Armoire,” she cut him off, envisioning what she had to accomplish in her mind as well as body. Two in one.
“Dripping Springs.”
About a week later:
“Come, Daisy. Come into the future little bambino’s room. In the meantime…”
“Oh *Frank*. How *sweet*!”
She kissed him full on the lips, then stared over his shoulder at the armoire while hugging him, realizing it was different from before. It turned out to be a stupid armoire. With stupid animations. Smart. Not very smart. “I felt it was all I could afford,” he tried to defend himself after the switch was called out. “Do you know how much *yours* cost?” But he ended up getting it anyway. If not: no little bambino ever, boy with blue eyes, girl with green eyes, whatever.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0103, Bandanaboro, Frank's Moving Castle, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Omega
00520102 (Pink)
“What’s in here boy? This viney cave?”
—–
“Ever heard of Dickey Trace?” I ask her when I wake up.
“The detective?”
“Kind of.” I paused to look over at her. My lovely [delete name]. “Well. I went to his sim in my dream.”
“Dickey *Trace*?” she realized when fully waking herself beside me. “That’s… not right.”
“No,” I agreed. It *wasn’t* right.
—–
Apes, he noted in his yellow banana way. And over there: the cave Eddy sighted the other day in late April’s May. Sometime — hard to keep track of time over here. The apes are trying to tell me something in their grunting, howling manner. Maybe just to leave this corner of their territory and get the heck out of Dodge? No, he determined, looking into their faces and seeing something subtly intelligent above and beyond the primitive rage. A more nuanced message. I’m on the right track! he understood, yellow light bulb going off over top of his head to make his outfit even more bananas. They’re encouraging me! Sweeet. But I still probably shouldn’t try to pet them or be their friend.
Now to check out the water funnels, starting with that island over there. tbc
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0102, Bandanaboro, Dickey Trace, Omega
00520101 (One)
https://bakerbloch.com/2015/02/10/edwardston-pattonsburg/
Yes I’m not through with you yet, you *Silver* couple. Back down the stagnant Patton Creek from its terminal point all the way to source Bananaboro you go! *Band*anaboro I meant there. After (the) Shift. Setting the scene: You’re in jail, *both* of you. The town of Bandanaboro itself, perhaps. Yet you hallucinate you are other places, other times. You stare at fruit and wonder about your predicament. Aannnd GO!
“Apples oranges and bananas, Tony B. I Wonder what it means?”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0101, Bandanaboro, Mythopolis, Omega, Wazob
00510616
“Frankie. It’s Mike again. I just wanted to show up one last time in your dreams to tell you… I’m staying. Unlike you and Philip, I have a family here, a wife and 2 children. As you know. If you were over here still. Franklin? Can you hear me down there? I’ll go see that Clyde psychiatrist you recommended before. I’ll make it work out with Doris and the kids. The yoga instructor can go to Hell, or at least Uranus, ha ha ha. Anyway… I guess this will be my last transmission to you. Peace and out, my bro from another mo. We’ll see each other again…” (*click*)
But that was 2 months in the future. Now is now. Onward and upward!
END OF “SUNKLANDS LATER 2026”!
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0616, Frank's Moving Castle, GTA, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
