Category Archives: HANA LEI

y not

Investigation of Diamondfyre’s Planet X parcel coinkydinkally led me to a sim called zzz, which I assume is last in an alphabetized list of such. I sit across a small lake from a dream version of myself we’ve seen once before in this here photo-novel (22 of 20), white rabbits on her side and a bear and a red capped snowman on mine. The bear is not pissing into the lake although it may appear that way from this angle, and he will probably be pissing in it soon enough given all the beer he’s been drinking with me. I might be too if it weren’t for the female cartoon squirrel Sandy soberly staring toward us on the opposite side.

Here let’s turn the camera a bit for the next photo so you can clearly see Francis (bear) is fishing just like me, and also view the roaring waterfall marking the source of the stream that flows into the lake. Source and Lake, then, just like in that game at the temple with all the tiles, starting with The River (here).

So we sit at the beginning of TILE in effect, or the end of the beginning. We have equated this River with the Amazon, and in at least one other post, the Mighty Mississippi of our US of A. But what we are building, in toto, is obviously the Earth around The River, perhaps square shaped like the box the game Carcassonne comes in but also perhaps not. Depends on if we’re happy or unhappy maybe.

I didn’t really notice how much Sandy Chic’s head is shaped like an acorn until I photographed her remotely from behind. Good one Spongebub Squaredpants creators. And good one MAPS creators, because we have this in KY.

Squib next to Sandy Gap next to Acorn also obviously represents another Spongebub character Squibward, because the expression “damp squid” is sometimes mistakenly phrased “damp squib,” like with some in the IT profession who are smart on technology but not as sharp with words. And we already know that SS’s Spore plays an important role in photo-novel 22. In fact, there he is again at a (non-horseshoe) curve in The River representing the Amazon and/or the Mississippi (or the Nile or the Yangtze or the fill in the blank). What could he be pondering with his computer wife Karen Y.?

Of course. Plan Z!

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0022, 0415, HANA LEI

you got it: maps again

“A message to all my fans out there. Some like their Pink hot.”

—–

“This will never work, Elberta,” Toothpick states at another low point. “You’re so beautiful and I’m so… ugly. Never mind the whole brother-sister…”

“I’m going to stop you there, potential husband of mind. No, better, I’m going to *absorb* you. I want to see what happens.”

Toothpick/Filbert was at a low point, as stated. He had nothing to lose. “Take me.”

—-

“He must never find you, Ross C. He’ll destroy our little square world if he does and make everyone in it miserable.”

“Happy (*zip*) unhappy,” she sputtered.

There’s only one way out. *Become* the world, see. See me in him and him in me.”

Robot from the future Ross C. saw the truth in it.

—–

Hotgirl was freed from Misery Cabin but was unable to speak about her experience there for a while.

Old reality was flickering on and off.

She eventually made her way back to GASTON.

—–

“What we *need* to do,” old companion Domino told Hotgirl Hitgirl Hitgerl Hitgurl Hitgal while they watched piled up house band Firesign Theatre play for the 4th time tonight at the Rhino, “is to similarly change *Misery*… to *Mystery*. That’s what [delete name] indicates.”

“Shuts your trap.” But the seed had been planted.

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0022, 0407, Gaston+, HANA LEI, Iris

Consignment (split the difference)

“We’ll figure it out, Axis, er, Tropp. Umm.” He was truly stuck in the middle and 1/2 and 1/2 (sorry!).

1 Comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0022, 0214, HANA LEI

resonant

“This place reminds me that we need to check in on Roger Pine Ridge back in Iris, Hucka Doobie. I wonder if he still has that Indigo child’s sphere; perhaps putting it on when he wants to know about all the secrets of the world.”

“This place reminds *me* that we have our own underwater world — alongside Roger’s.” Do you see how I’m posing, she thinks, striking another one. Can you see me atall?

“I guess we better move along, Hucka Doobie. Enjoy the rest of the show.”

She stands up, tired of the talk for tonight. “You go ahead without me. I’ll catch up with you at Sunklands.” She disappears.

Baker is left alone to explore the fabulous Indigo Waters sim pointed out to him by friend Veyot. But he doesn’t mind since the dazzling sights are such a distraction.


Baker suddenly has a craving for pie.

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0021, 0701, HANA LEI

handoff

“It’s a good strawberry shake. I wish we could have enjoyed such a shake while growing up.”

“What do you mean?” asked Poetry, truly confused in the moment.

Parasol changed, staring sideways at… “What did you say the name of that movie was?”

“‘Hot Rod Girl,'” Poetry said, not noticing the change and responding to earlier conversation.

“Another thing I could not enjoy.”

Poetry noticed the change.

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0020, 0504, HANA LEI

Kennedy for president

She was trying to determine an exact year here in this place. “Hot Rod Girl”: she remembered that film from the early 60’s — maybe late 50s. But she wasn’t allowed to go to such a racy flick. Some said there was a bit of nudity involved (!).

A black lady in the nearby pink diner. Black people are not allowed in this diner. Not in the early 60s, and certainly not in the late 50s. She gathered she was about 18 or so, or about the same age as herself. Her profile picks led Poetry to this sign which she also didn’t understand, being from the past and all. A relic.

Well of course Black Lives Matter, thought Poetry at the time. That’s why we made them separate but equal (!). She wanders into the gallery of the woman, named Eight. Was Eight code for a gang member? A revolutionary? She’d heard of such people. The single name of a letter or a number came to her mind. She was becoming more ensconced in time. 1921 may be next…

She was looking for particular evidence that would support her now outdated slant on reality. Could she snap out of it?

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0020, 0503, HANA LEI

Stormy

The jazz and beatnik club known as The Dive was actually just a front for the numbers station in a secret room below the establishment. An old bomb shelter. Charlie Banana became humanized after being successfully contacted by Poetry Dancer. They listened to the artful tunes of D.J. Marty, still intent on finding out whether Yoko was a good or bad witch. We’d determined that Mid-Hazel was the real manipulator behind the scenes. Another All the Numbers situation, most likely. He played his Pepper album both forwards and backwards at once to attempt to create a third, higher perspective. Lt. Salt entered the club and killed them all bought them all drinks. It was an unexpected result.

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0020, 0502, HANA LEI

Orange you glad to see me?

Okay, she’d finally found something that interested her in the past. A numbers station, broadcasting all the figures. She could call somebody! She first thought of Charlie Banana, an old lover. Good ol’ Charlie. Peach of a guy. But then a Siamese cat suddenly landed on the table from somewhere on high and talked to her instead. Wrong Charlie contacted (mentally). He said she’d missed something in Paperville and that she needed to return. Thinking the cat meant her blue-green shoes, she stated to it she’d already retrieved them, and plopped them on the table in front of him to gander at. As you can see, she’d also bought a matching dress in the meantime to fit in better with the past all around her.

Was it the shoes? the God-like cat thought, still ready to fill a void if needed. But now Axis was in control of Paperville. Poetry Dancer here’s brother, or maybe former brother. And then there’s lover Barry X. Vampire. She desires the past, though. Charlie Banana. All the numbers. He better say the shoes were what he was thinking of and take his leave; regroup; try to find another angle (of communication). The past is the past, though. No changing or altering it. That’s why he doesn’t like to go there — here. No malleability; he likes malleability. Change. Flow. The Siamese cat takes its leave.

“I’ll leave you with the other Charlie,” it said/meowed/purred to Poetry. “It’s my mistake; that was the Charlie you desired in the moment. Not me. My bad,” it apologized again, and then wondered if he was overdoing it.

Charlie poofed out. Another Charlie poofed in. All the numbers.

“Hi doll baby.”

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0020, 0501, HANA LEI

Diamond of a case

“I don’t guess I’ll ever go back, Wheeler. It’s all too *embarrassing*.”

“Oh snap *out* of it. Let’s get some pictures of these blue buggers and get outta here.”

And next time we travel together brush your *teeth* why don’t you!”

——-

A mystery, Wheeler. One of the Blue Tinkers has disappeared while trying to open a Coke. This must be the work of…”

“*Peppi*” both exclaim together.

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0020, 0111, Gemini, HANA LEI

Arkon=Akron

With the at least temporary “failure” of a a storyline to develop in Southwest (Corsica), Baker Bloch decides he better expand his range, check out more links from others also involved in Our Second Lyfe. This eventually leads him to the Blue Tinker Group of the Gemini Paradise sim thanks to this post in the” Exploring Second Life with Annie” blog.  The little Blue Tinker peoples inhabiting the place reminded him of Opp’s blue Mmmmmm’s origin, and also the retention of same by Grassy Noll, who, unlike Opp, never “evolved” beyond that toy state, let’s call it. Are the Blue Tinkers likewise toy avatars? He though it would be worth his time to check.

Ahh, the first one encountered.

He takes the teleport beside him (or her) to what’s called the Arkon River. More of a small stream, but here’s the source.

The name Arkon, through Akron, reminds Baker Bloch of marbles. *Mmmmmm’s* remind him of marbles. Interesting triangle of ideas. Perhaps we should get back to Yoko Ona soon over in the Heartsdale sim to see how she befriends (or disenchants?) Cindy A. and gets her to join the A.Team also involving a triangle, avatars all with the last name, or initial, of A.: Jim A., Cindy A., Todd A. in case you’ve forgotten (and you probably have). For some reason Yoko, who admits to being a witch by this point, sets this team up in Cassandra City in the Deep South of the Maebalelia/Satori continent to created a murderous rocket that will tilt the raging North-South War of the continent in the South’s favor. Yes, we should get back to Heartsdale to continue expanding that storyline. Also perhaps return to Cassandra City — see what’s changed and maybe been improved upon since photo-novel 15 when we last visited it.

Baker Bloch also thinks it interesting that he stumbled upon this Gemini Paradise in June, and on his RL wife’s birthday (he being baker b. in real life, split into an animus-anima pair called Baker Bloch and Baker Blinker in Our Second Lyfe). Time-wise, we’re right smack in the middle of the Gemini sign now. And my own birthday, as baker b. again, is only 3 more days away. And we are soooo Geminis in RL. Again, all this exploring and playing in OSL seems to have a pattern and not be mere randomness.

And *marbles* are also a type of toy avatar according to blog lore.

Leave a comment

Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0020, 0110, Gemini, HANA LEI