This is *wrong*. So wrong that I almost skipped over it. Frank’s Moving Castle. AI!
Let’s start over again, then…
Under The Silver Lake.
Category Archives: Buildings
00500116 (eyes attached)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0116, C2077, California, City Center, Frank's Moving Castle, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, Nevada, NVFS, Ohio
00500114
“Okay, Father Fecked. Wake up. Time to go home.”
Father Fecked stirs from his slumber. “Hrmmmph,” he says, bottle still in hand. Always. Along with the cane in the other one.
“You’ve got to go, Fecked,” reiterates Daisy Flathead, running her bar again but underwater this time. Bull’s Bar. She’s just a manager this go around, with Bull aka “Yellow Jack” being the owner. But she’s okay with it. For now.
Father Fecked stretches, yawns. “Hrrrrrrrrrummmph.” Smacking of lips. He looks around, just realizing where he is. Oh yeah, had to crash here, he understands through the brain fog. Nowhere to stay. “I– have—”
“You haven’t got a place to go, yeah I know,” says Daisy. “Frank and I have solved that for you. You can return to the castle. You can have your old bedroom. Just—” Daisy stops here, decides not to mention the drinking, the night wandering around the castle. *Their* room that one time; Fecked and Philip *both*. And they can’t lock the door; have to keep it phantom so *they* can enter. Stupid, primitive castle, she sometimes laments. But it’s such a nifty vintage build. There are advantages to old too.
More smacking of lips. Finally he makes eye contact with her. “My… *bedroom*?”
“Yes, Fecked. You can go back. You can return… home.” Hard to say that word for her. *Their* home, ugh.
Smacking of lips, looking around, then eye contact again. “Home?”
“Yeah. I just need to clear you out of the bar tonight. No Lag’s playing in a couple of hours and the place should get pretty packed. *Hopefully*. Because, you know, I need the money. Sea Monster set me back you see.” She starts cleaning the beer glasses “Go on, now. Shooo.”
“No… Lag,” he manages in his gruff way, turning toward the stage.
“Yeah, the local genius guitarist. Haven’t heard her yet. But she’s popular. Drew in over 35 at The Burg last weekend, almost broke the sim. She’s a known commodity, as they say.”
Meanwhile…
“We’ve thrown in this bed — just like ours, guys. I think you’ll like some of the new moves, he he.”
Philip looks around. “But where will I take my wees?” Now that the castle’s big tongue is gone, is the unspoken part of his question. Philip loves to dangle his willy off its tip and pee into the landscape below.
“Grass,” Frank instructs while waving. “All around.”
Philip decided that would have to do, or Nada did for him, eagerly eyeing the bed. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0114, Bull's Bar, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
00500112 (creating concrete truth on the banks of Nawt Vaya)
“It’s not 3 X’s in a row, Hucka. It’s 3 bunnies. Happy belated Easter btw!”
“Thank you. Are we ready to talk about Concrete?”
“The gallery, you mean. And not the WA town.”
“Correct. Should you start or me?”
—–
“Father Fecked was pointing with his possessed cane to end photo-novel 49. But he wasn’t really pointing at the Anton pin stuck in the Anson sim below Nautilus Island. He was pointing to the future, to ‘The Point of It All.’ Thus the name. We can recreate the scene in the present by looking head on at the wall separating the two and seeing both sides. See?”
“Interesting, Hucka D. Strong start for you. So… you mean he was, um, pointing to the side of the VWX Detective Agency building and not necessarily at what’s inside.”
“Both in one. But: correct again. Just on the other side of the wall from him. In the future, when the Concrete gallery was actually formed in 50 and the collage was hung there on the side of Petty’s detective agency. That’s why Petty stated he knew where to place the time machine. He was standing in it (!).
“We can even pull him directly forward through the (detective agency’s) wall, see where he’s position in respect to the collage. What’s he staring at now? A crime! Vandal, just like the policeman assigned to the town is distracted from by the passing pretty lady. Pretty can solve it, I mean, Petty. Petty crime too, perhaps. And that’s just one meaning. He *knew* where to place the time machine,” Hucka D. reinforces. “And as I’m sure you’ll notice, Petty is inside the collage too, magnifying glass in hand. He studies monsters.”
https://bakerbloch.com/2017/05/12/53217/
Baker’s turn.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0112, Cement Village, Cricket, Google Street View, Heterocera, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, VHC City, Washington
00500111
Barry De Boy heard he was in the collection and decides to check it out. No luck yet, but he’s only in the 1st room. “The Point of It All,” he uncovers the title of this work mysteriously stuck onto the side of a tiny house. Graphic Artist, he reads off of it, like user Baker B. is a type of graphic novelist. But maybe that’s just me thinking through a character again. Like a spirit I am, jumping from body to body, wheee! Even Wheeler’s, even the female. Man and wo-man alike, just like in “real life”. One of the points of it all I suppose.
Ahh, way up there! But he’s too lazy use the teleporters to get to the third floor of this particular Concrete gallery room today. Maybe tomorrow.
Soon, he finds himself again, 2 of hims, in the last room. In fact, he’s in the very last collage of the 40 piece set. “Barry Presents: Departure.” He wonders why the name has been changed. Genesis (band) to begin, he realizes, Genesis to end here (altered cover of their 1972 album “Foxtrot” to reduce, among other things, 4 horsemen of the Apocalypse down to 2). The foxy lady on her newly made island floats away from dangerous mainland.
Beginning again to double-check the image on the 1st (“Celebration: End of Rain”).
The anthropomorphic fox is obviously Peter Gabriel in a way, in a manner. Dancing with himself during his solo career, more man to woman exchange.
“Pageturner” next. Peter Gabriel understanding the loom of “Lamb” and having to escape its huge shadow. Sooo, he did! TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0111, Bogota Proper, Cement Village, collages 2d, Cricket, Ebbert, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Willow Hill
00500110
http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Jeolla/55/74/24
Concrete gallery is now open in NVFS’s Cement Village, featuring 40 pieces from my Bogota collection of collages created in 2016-2026 (photo-novel era). Also in the village currently are Ray’s Pizza, VWX Detective Agency, and a key shop. 1 beat cop from the Nawt Vaya Free State police department has been assigned to protect the collection and businesses.
May not be enough…
Scenes from Silverton Street, main thoroughfare for the tiny village.
Yoga on the bay.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0110, Cement Village, Jeogeot, Key Shop, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
00500108
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Concrete,_Washington
The town of Concrete has undergone several incarnations, the earliest being a settlement at the northwestern junction of the Baker and Skagit Rivers, known as “Minnehaha.” Amasa “Peg-Leg” Everett was one of the earliest settlers and in 1890, the townsite was platted by another settler, Magnus Miller. Shortly thereafter, a post office was established and the town name changed to “Baker.” In 1905, a settlement across the Baker River came into being due to the building of the Washington Portland Cement Company and was named “Cement City.” After the Superior Portland Cement Company plant was built in Baker in 1908, it was decided to merge the two towns. Inhabitants of the new community settled on the name “Concrete” and the town was so christened and officially incorporated on May 8, 1909.
“And so that’s how the name Cement was applied to the village. Along, ahem, with the whole cement texture thing. Cement Village founded by me, Baker B. Creating concrete reality, concrete truth on these western shores of the Nawt Vaya Sea that will last for centuries years.”
No one was buying what Baker — Bloch here instead of Blinker, the female half, the “Other Baker” — was saying about the name, not screen watching Hucka Doobie, not Wheeler Wilson, not fellow Mr. Moon t-shirt wearing Newt or any of the other (unpictured) core avatars sitting around this round table in the lower part of Frank’s castle. This was pure accident plain and simple. *Synchronicity*. The concrete part only applied to bigfoot…
… truly roaming the bordering Nawt Vaya Sea much like the similarly fantastical seeming Alcoholic Sea Monster that recently swallowed Daisy’s Hole in the Wall bar because of the spanking new batch of delicious, home-made brew inside. Taste over buzz: just what Daisy was aiming for. But not in this way, not in this manner. She had to start over from scratch.
Continuing…
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0108, Frank's Moving Castle, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Washington
00500107
Frank surprises Philip with signs on the doors of their High Castle bedrooms so *that* mistake won’t happen again. The thing which firmly convinced Daisy either Philip or Father Fecked (“New Mouse”) had to go so the bedroom downstairs could be claimed by the remaining one. The sounds in the middle of the night too! Earplugs were a given lately, PHEH.
“Why not just demand Father Fecked sleep upstairs?” I asked.
“Because he *snores*,” said Daisy in disgust. “Worse than the other!”
“What will you do with the room?” I queried. Daisy’s pause gave me pause too. A little bambino? Could it be possible? TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0107, Frank's Moving Castle, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
00500106
Just later:
“Given XXX Dreams right before this on Main Street, don’t you think Bear Square just across the road from Red Square Head Woman equals Bare Square, as in baring it all?”
“Could be, Mouse. Can I call you Mouse?”
“Dr., please.”
“Alright, Mouse.”
“Father, then.”
“Father,” I acquiesced. Didn’t want to get in a row this early in the morning. 11:25. Better head back in the woods!
“This is the start of it all. Red Square. As in *highlighted*!” This mention made my row alert go even higher as I knew that one thing could lead to another and another until it’s out of control like a Baker’s Dozen, never mind the interval remaining at zero. I couldn’t take the chance.
“W-what about the plank of wood sticking out either side of his car?” I try to divert the build up. “Balancing act? Michael Kane?”
He peered at me through half dead eyes, as if his batteries had just run out or a fuse had been blown. How long could he hold on at this advanced stage? Constantly flying to the moon in his Jim Beamed UFO. Jack Daniels; whatever. And *is* this actually Mouse? is a always question that is swirling around my head these days, the good Dr. himself returned, what is it, *two* times now? The cane makes the man — that’s what he told me. Doesn’t matter as much about the body, apparently.
Picture to end, with him sitting in his seat, *his* seat, before the single video feed we still have in the castle. Gotta get to work on acquiring a second for sure now that everyone has come back, Philip Strevor included, maybe even his girlfriend Nada. Right next door, though, since Mouse, er, Father occupies the lower bedroom. Right – next – door. That can’t be long term either. Philip or Father Fecked here, one or the other, must go. Daisy totally agrees.
New, significant center spotted? Who knows with this one. Could just be the liquor speaking again.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0106, Frank's Moving Castle, Google Street View, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Washington
00500105 (people don’t want to see)
“FrankLYNN!!!”
Yes, he was back. Kind of.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0050, 0105, Frank's Moving Castle, Google Street View, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Washington
00500103 (another phase)
Nawt Vaya Free State continues on…
Fries with Cheese Church behind Starbuccaneers is one of the latest additions to the… village? Can I call it a village now? Why not. Cement Village.
Church of Ood up on the hill, sheltered by a giant maple. Pay attention to those property lines big tree!
Down in the water in front of Cement Village (and also part of the village I suppose): Bull’s Bar, last seen over a year back.
And of course we have Frank’s Moving Castle grounded to the se of Cement Village. And also part of Cement Village I guess, although access may be blocked to the general public. The rest of the land: free to roam for now, teleporters included. Enjoy!
http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Jeolla/55/74/24
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