“The bees are still at the knees, Even Whiter Walt. Look around and between!”
“I hear them, Caucasian Tommy Brade,” he spoke back. “In this hand (pause). Hmmmmm,” he then imitated. “HmmmmmmMMMMMMM-”
A face appeared on a cliff.
00520307 (Bee(r) Talk 2)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0307, Baederwood, Blaine County, GTA, Heterocera, Jeogeot, Rodentia 02, Rubi
00520306 (hole 2)
He was persistent, this man who was also now a symbol, as of the gold shocker he just experienced (319). And I guess I had to respect that. He kept digging and digging, deeper and deeper. Alysha/Raspberry Girl was grilled again and again, this time in Kummiho whose closest name in the Oracle comes in the form of Kummer, Washington (state). So Mago is Mango as we’ve seen in the first post of this here section (shared mango drink of big and little Shelley in that sim), Kumiho is Kummiho kind of after Kummer, Baedka is Baederwood after Baederwood PA (it is, after all, a *forest* sim; densely wooded), Arang is Rea (Rea ID with a var. name of Arangee), and then lastly so far, Dokkaebi for Dokken Hollow AR, the first Rodentia sim renamed back in the first post on the subject from early in photo-novel 48, a long time ago it seems. Time operates differently in the photo-novels as opposed to real life. I’ve speculated that 8 1/2 years of our time equals 1 year in My Second Lyfe and I suppose the ratio can be applied to photo-novel time as well, since the majority of them are still set in that virtual reality. But back to Prince and the grilling…
“Okay, my raspberry girl who I created after all, you’ve told me the source of all the Rodentia sim names you and your supposed maker concocted,” he spoke down. “Now tell me about *you*.” tbc
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0306, Baederwood, Dokken Hollow, Jeogeot, Kummiho, Mango, Rea, Rodentia 02
00520305 (most beautiful)
Afterwards Prince goes outside, stares in the direction of the Baederwood forest. Those yellower trees in the distance? Just a screen for the *real* 3-D woods behind it. He’ll make sure this facade never appears in his reality again. Derender power ON.
Because he’s seen too much over here, too much to forget. Something perfect and shiny and pure, he thinks. No waist… no waste.
Then just like that the vision ended, deformed, twisted *ugly* wasted or waisted body returned on the floor before him. Arthur’s sentence was over. He’ll never experience gold.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0305, Baederwood, Jeogeot, Rea, Rodentia 02
00520304
Early Halloween morn, still groggy from the night before, he spied her in front of the swamp shack just down the grassy lane from his own property. “Well well well, whadowehavehere?” he said to himself and also perhaps to me the author. “Another probable reality? *She* made it through the forest, the center. Old Wheeler Alysha but with a twist, a raspberry one. Good good good! With the beret on top of her, seems like I’ve seen to live another day once more. Let’s go over and greet her.”
“Oh thank Gods. I was just sitting her on the pier waiting for someone like you to show up, PHEW. A man. A real man. Help me inside with Luther. We have to get rid of the evidence!”
“Evidence?” he said, mounting the pier and walking up to her. Another twist, ha! This Halloween just keeps getting juicier and juicier.
Turns out Luther was a man but also a symbol. Symbol Man. Waisted (Prince wakes up?).
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0304, Baederwood, Jeogeot, Rea, Rodentia 02
00520303 (319)
Obviously this is just a demo, Violet. But with a name like that I had to try you out. You’re ggreat! But, like I said, doll: DEMO with a capital D E M O. I don’t know how you fit so many on your body and still be you.”
“It’s hard!” she said, her song over with. “1999”: sooo predictable, he thinks. “Are we still here?” he pats himself all over after the oh-so-familiar lyrics mercifully halt — even at that special place. “Am I still alive?!” Works with most but not Violet, specially named for the occasion even. True demos like this don’t have much of a sense of humor or any other sense. Basically just sight and sound. All they need. Next!
Wheeler clumsily gets up out of her seat in her awkward wear and makes her way to the now vacated stand.
“Soo glad you *made* it cutie pie. And dressed in my favorite color, *aww*. You’ve done your research! Love it. Love it love it love it, mmm mm MM.” Wheeler knew he was also admiring her legs which was part of the plan too. Orange fruit to emphasize the orange color. Gams sticking out all long beneath it to make the pitch more seductive.
“Yes I know it’s not what demo *Violet* was wearing, what *you’re* wearing.” At the microphone now she glances over at him and his own “costume”.
“Right, this is just for show. If I wore orange 2/3rds of my fans probably wouldn’t even recognize me. I just become another run-of-the-mill hip black dude to them, unrecognizable from the rest, hmph.” And maybe, one day, one day not in the too far future, we’ll be wedded in orange, he thought to himself, checking her up and down again from his behind position. If the, ahem, rehearsal goes well.
“All right, luscious legs, juice up that voice and squeeze me out a tune!” tbc?
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0303, Dickey Trace, Omega
00520302 (Paleto Bay is odd)
Up-n-Atom fast food billboard at the center of “The Parallel World of GTA V” Youtube video. Yeah, let’s all of us meat beings enjoy the ocean water today at Paleto Cove(!).
Numbers 281078 on a Paleto Bay trash bin at 17:28 in the same video. Same 4 numbers + zero, which most times doesn’t count, not even up to one. Since 8 is the only number doubled here, might refer to the 88 mph mystery already associated with this off-the-beat Grand Theft Auto V town on the northern edge of the map. RSNRTH: all the letters on the bin to front the backing numbers we just listed out. Obvious easter egg for Rock Star North, parent company of the Grand Theft Auto gaming franchise.
Let’s switch to Lost Sanos entrepreneur Jack Shepherde temporarily residing at Paleto Bay’s Dream View Motel smoking a cigarette for one hour and 28 minutes while waiting for our good friend Frank Lynn (Franklin here, though) to show up in the appropriate vehicle he won a while back from Omega the crazy alien conspiracy nut out in the desert.
Yes, there he is, Jack observes. 3:00 — right on time. Now we’re ready to try all this out on the rails behind the chicken factory. 88 mph here we come? Another fortune made through time travel machines? Maybe even heading toward billionaire status?? Wouldn’t that just be the grandest.
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00520301 (drink)
Hold on, me from long ago on her first date with an actual real boy. We are still united by the mango. In Mago. Make that Mango as well, he he. Sisters, and more.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0301, Jeogeot, Mango, Rodentia 02
00520216 (Orient)
“And so I think this is where we should end, hubby of mine.” Hubby, I think. I am! At least in this moment.
“You will always be Number One,” I said, surprising her. “All this is just an experiment. Like Prince; Prince liked to experiment. We are true creators, explorers. Like Star Wars, um, Star Trek. Just to see how far one can go, what’s out there and so on.”
White… blank. I was losing her.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0216, Dickey Trace, Jeogeot, Omega, Rea, Rodentia 02
00520215 (hole)
Okay he’s here in Rodentia 02, um, too. Cool I guess!
“The white is here for your protection,” he might say as an introductory statement of fact. Is that all Mr. Prince, Mr. Symbol Man?
No.
—–
“I must have this (!),” he almost cried from his position on the couch just later. Like a Dove.
So I checked the Marketplace and got back to him. “That’ll be 600 lindens for the statue Mr. Prince, Mr. 1999 Party Man. And that’s without the water vortex base, which will be an additional 100 lindens. So that’s 700 lindens total for the whole thing of course, which will equal out to a little over 2 of our US of A dollars.”
“No. Not *that*. The *other* thing. 319. *319*.”
“319 lindens?” I tried. “Dollars?” I tried again as he shook his head.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out something. I feared a banana but it turned out to be a donut. 319 indeed.
“You give me this and I’ll give you the key to your story, your current photo-novel,” he said. “We are alike, you and me,” and then he bit into the thing to emphasize his point. I didn’t want to hear him eat any more so I logged him out which of course also logged me out. Night night? (tbc?)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0215, Dickey Trace, Jeogeot, Omega, Rea, Rodentia 02
00520214
“Why did you give up decorating your Red Room in the basement, Wheeler, my oft times wife, oft times girlfriend or girlfriend to be… or wife to be? Now it’s just all white. More than white — blank! Not even any furniture down there to plop our asses down on any longer. All that stuff is up here now.”
“The painting of King Charles is back where it’s suppose to be: over at Salty’s. It was really never here in the first place in the eternal time to be. Additional questions?” she queried.
“Um. Is, er, Arthur still over there? Washing dishes?”
“Arthur ‘Orient’ Morgan has finished his sentence with me.” She paused, leaving Newt dangling.
After waiting for the more which never came, Newt spat out: “Spiff. The one he replaced. How about *him*?”
“It’s a her,” Wheeler answers, “but she’s gone too.” More silence.
“Soo, he got his painting? Of Charles? The one that *was* down there — in the basement. The one he had to work 2 weeks washing dishes for.”
“It was 2 years, but, yes, we had a trade. I got my picture back and he got his picture back. You could say it’s a kind of divorce… between me and him. North against South. Like a Civil War except more like a Civil Suit. Let’s say we’re still trying to establish the proper boundaries between us. Like: where is the waist to all this?”
“Waste?” Newt questions back, not understanding the word. Wheeler says nothing to this. Newt composes himself again after another non-answer. “Okay–”
“The picture might as well have been of Michelangelo,” Wheeler suddenly speaks, interrupting Newt’s return. Newt noticed she said *of* instead of *by* here. What does that mean?
—–
“I think it’s time we discussed how you got here. The Omega that became the Alpha.”
“Alright,” answers Wheeler simply. “You start.”
—–
They were still at it at half past 4, determined to see this through. “… determined to see this through,” Wheeler sleepily uttered 5 minutes later. They were done.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0052, 0214, Jeogeot, Kummiho, Planet Q, Rea, Rodentia 02, Twin Peaks