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sim corner

He was back in Bellisaria tonight spying on the Stars. They were dancing with one another, and also dancing with one other. Checking profile now…

She has the same name as my wife(!). Baba. Or Babaa in the wife’s case. And me? I am Grandpapa.

Now where is my no good grandson?

He’s forgotten he’s been dead for well over a year. Killed by Axis, but not during the war.

Then they were gone. And he was too. We’ll catch up with him later.

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0028, 0307, Bellisaria^^

quietly Tuesday still

With his brother Corey, Jonny Blank waited patiently for the crucial phone call that would link him up to the infamous Black Lake Gang cabal.

Not seeing anyone around that seems suspicious, he checks the nearby airport terminal screen again, keeping one eye on little Corey to make sure he doesn’t wander off (again).

Good, he thinks. The airplane is still in the runway. Let’s keep her there.

With his powerful psychic mind, he freezes time just before the start of Wednesday.

—–

“You don’t understand, Sidechick.”

“Chip… please.”

“If I go through that doorway it won’t be the same as before. We won’t have fish — me. We won’t have chips — you. We’ll just have the two separated out again, which will amount to nothing atall in the long run, really. Meal time: *over*.”

“Don’t… go.” On the spot, he decides to make up a song for her combining the two food products in a different, musical way; food for the mind instead of the body.

Does any of this work? The map seems to know.

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0027, 0307, Lower Austra^, Nautilus^^, Upper Austra^

cross plains

Duncan pauses in his examination of Eveningwood. 300 address at the western edge of town: where had he seen this before? And a “ROOST – Jasper Landing TALL Fence” over there — interesting.

Duncan would keep going, but he would never return to Our Second Lyfe as he crosses the boundary between real and imaginary on the other side of the 300. Virtual I meant there. Real and virtual. He was a black man inside the sphere; he never knew what hit him.

“Oh *I* see. Field *on*. As in some kind of activated force field.”

“Spherical in nature,” he added.

But who were these people inside this darkened cinema on the edge of realities? They stare into the screen as if a window.

(to be continued)

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0026, 0307, Eveningwood, Illinois

00250307

“Did you create this, Fern?”

“I had a hand in it.”

—–

“Tessa! And… Robert?”

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0025, 0307, Nautilus^^, Rim Isles

no one noticed any difference (animation)

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0024, 0307, animation, Canada, Canada/Picturetown, collages 2d

Elven Mist

“It was a little toddler. Just like you Toddles. In fact…”

“Don’t say it,” she requested while having another spurt. We had just finished up the 3rd game of pool after she sank the Homer ball — as we started to call it in game 1 — for the win. I retrieved the yellow sphere from the side pocket and placed it back in the center, along with all the others. Losers have to rack. I kept pondering while I did. Toddles was now about 5′ 10″, so not a toddler. I was wrong in that, a loser once more. 3 feet to start, then a little under 4 1/2 after the second, then this. How much would she grow? I thought back to broken Big Boy at the entrance to the abandoned and clearly haunted park with the baby holding a doll. This tall? I fairly easily made it between the legs, but clearly an error to enter.

“Continue your story,” she requested while bending over to break the triangle (*crack!*). 6 balls sunk right off the bat; odds are stacked way against him to begin. With height comes increased skills, seemingly. I decided to appease her.

“Kite flying Jimmy Jackson and fly fishing Johnny Jimson were down at the pier, absorbed in their pastimes and trying to ignore the stench of the bodies that had freshly washed up on the shore that morning.”

“‘Ahh, there’s our old friend Reader perusing the octopus book’, I said, peering around the pier more, ‘perhaps looking for a smell spell to end it all.'”

“Octopus? Where’s this going?” she asked. The 7 ball was sunk, then the 2, then the 6. Did she even have any left; had she already won once more? He checked: not the Homer ball this time, but the orange, the 5th. It seemed to smile at him, telling him she was the one, the only. Here was All Orange in the flesh. The pool stick lowered, aimed…

“… annnd *CUT*!”

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hiden

There was a giant book, just out of sight. 6 fingered people.

Toothpick wants to dig himself a hole and hide away from his sister problems forever.

But Baker Bloch won’t let him.

“Wake up in there! Time to help me out again, ha.”

Supper Man is determined to work off those extra pounds he’s put on lately before his marriage to Dinner Girl Saturday after next Saturday after next Saturday. Super!

I wanted to fit this in here too. Meat City, a suburb of NWES City. A paper named Post formerly owned by Grahams.

Strange do’in’s in this here NWES Island. Like New Island but different. Less sand for one thing. More green, if not more grass. But I think the two are related. Both Big Escapes, perhaps. 10’s. The search for perfection in a microcosm.

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0022, 0307, Black Ice, Marwood, Meat City, New Island^, NWES Island^

news 03

He was remembering more. “Pansy. That was your name! Pansy Mouse.”

“Correct.” He points to the planchette on the crate in front of him with the board, another demon device. “We got it from this.”

“And that’s where…”

“Correct.”

He changed. This was the past. Pansy = Pan-Z. Jeffrie Phillips instinctively grasps his glowing red tie, a long held habit. He knew *they* were still in there. So many — well, five.

The now squeaky voice continued. “Audrey was in it all along. She *caused* it.”

(to be continued?)

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weight and purity 02

“Never mind the tip jar thing, it’s just like the diamond over in Heartsdale. It’s a brain all right, just like it was a diamond over there. A 10, or at least a 9.5. Plucked from the sliced head of David A.B. himself, Mr. *Normal* again now.”

She stood back, proud of her offering. Karat (or Carat), the owner of the sim, decided to tell a related story.

“There was another man named Normal. Had the role of a lifetime. Colonel something or ‘nother — doesn’t matter. He thought it was about himself but it was actually about the role. He left the role, left the show. It was similar to having his brain plucked out of his head in that it was the dumbest thing he could ever do. The role made the man and the man made the role. Never forget that lesson. I’m sure David A.B. *Normal* will never forget. But — thank you for the gift again. We will confer, Braynard and I, about the reward.” Karat (or Carat) didn’t tell traitor Yoko Ona that she and Brayard were actually one, with their 2 sims overlapping. She decided not to remove the mask.

(to be continued?)

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0020, 0307, Braynard's Place^^

Afterwards…

… Pink had a frank (Frankie?) talk about the red book with her parents, so secret that I wasn’t involved (sorry). We must move on from Storybrook again…

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Filed under **VIRTUAL, 0019, 0307, Corsica^^, Storybrook^