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
Category Archives: **VIRTUAL OT
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
00510615
“Have you heard the good news, Frankie boy?” said Philip between dings and clangs. “Our user is going to keep the castle around. And all of Nawt Vaya. We can stay here instead of move to that white room with all the other retired characters, Karl and Nick and the like. Isn’t that wonderful?”
“Of course I’ve heard the news,” Frank says between C’s and otherwise. “I’m more in touch with the user than you dawg! I basically *am* the user incarnate in this here Second Lyfe of Ours.”
“Right right,” admits Philip, already focused back on his game, on his high speed in the game. “Forgot.” Yes, he’s forgotten all right. He turns away from the machine after all the dinging and clanging had run its course and he achieved the score that he was going to reach today. “And who are *you*?”
Oh no, not *this* again, Frank thinks while turning away himself from his beloved piano and staring at the fierce, bewildered eyes, the more angered than normal, more wrinkled up than usual with fury face. We’ll have to train him all over. Oh well, better than not having him around. I *need* Philip. As a sounding board of sorts. And Nada needs him. I suppose. He’d also have to tell him all about Nada again and how they have a relationship. But that’s easily accomplished once he gets them back in bed, har. Not much else to it (!). But what if the same thing happened to him and he couldn’t remember Daisy? Skeptical Daisy. Balancing Daisy. Daisy the light of his life. Daisy the one who will lead him to the promised land again and again. No, that wouldn’t do. He’d have to figure out another way. Not *this*.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0615, Frank's Moving Castle, GTA, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
00510613 (Pink St.)
The truth about the central Prince statue of Hate Cy, Planet Q has been revealed by the illuminating sun continuing to rise in the morning sky, dispelling more darkness and shadow hour by hour, second by second, minute by minute. The common people also emerge from the black to rise up and challenge the affluent, suburbian biased white folk hiding in their Ivory Towers all around. The night lights advertising super mega corp CATTY CO controlling the center wink out one by one by one. The edifice MUST be torn down!
—–
“I’m glad it’s being town down,” opined Shelley J. *Struthers* sitting just above fellow *Silver* band member Okama Majo on a stack of old cars at the western edge of town, everything reset now.
“I just hope everyone will understand and remember what happened,” he said back, noticing the tip of the more distant sand thing had already been removed.
But what *did* happen? That’s something we still have to find out. tbc
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0613, Bandanaboro, Omega, Planet Q
00510609
https://bakerbloch.com/2015/02/10/edwardston-pattonsburg/
A bridge found in what I called Bananaboro, yet another designated spot for a fantasy burg and ranking no. 8 in size for Wazob cities. Bananaboro and Pattonsburg are intimately tied. Besides being close in size (no. 8 and no. 9 respectively) they lie at either end of the Patton Creek, and also were part of a pre-Wazobian country called Or, which later became the Wazob province of Topaz after its consolidation (more on that soon enough).
But the larger point is that the woods surrounding Pattonsburg and Bananaboro — the entirety of Or, in effect — *has remained intact* since my youth. I realized this area still had mythological relevance. You *can* go home in this case, or kind of pick up where you left off.
“Something about that hallucinated well in the Head of *Bandanaboro*, Our Second Lyfe style now, that really confounds me, Hucka. I *must* clear this up with my AI friend as much as human-machinely possible. Who is actually directing this head, this well of information? Aliens from inside the Earth instead of Outer Space? Mica Quartz miners? Computer chip related? Or is it all just crazy bananas stuff? Questions I have for sure.”
Hucka D.:
Soon, very soon.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0609, Bandanaboro, Jerrymap, Mythopolis, North Carolina, Wazob
00510606 (metals/color)
“Frank.
“I know what happened.”
Lead to end.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0606, Bandanaboro, Frank's Moving Castle, Indigo Parallel, Jeogeot, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
00510605
He fever dreamed of finding the banana himself, not a talking version like Tony’s but he had a way to remedy that. Return to the goldfish with the banana on top and insert. “Goldfish — banana — top, got it,” he said to the Dreamweaver before entering the stage. “Goldfish — banana — top,” he repeated now before it. Pick it up, he also realized. Now back to the floating fish he’d passed only minutes earlier.
Nom nom nom, little fish. Nom nom nom.
There! A whole bunch of them now, and larger than ever each and every one. Bananaboro! No D needed.
And there’s my little fishy! All grown up. “Hi up there! Hiigh!”
Cover him up, Luther. Time of death (he checks his watch): 10:09.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0605, Bandanaboro, Indigo Parallel, Omega
00510602
There’s no way I can take a decent shot of the golden dome topped courthouse from the end of Justice Ave. and also include the street sign. I give up this morning. Besides, the sim’s going offline in 299, 298, 297 seconds. 294… must return to home and reorient.
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10:09:
Better. About as good as I can do. Now I can rest easy tonight, hah. But where is Tony B.; the talking banana; Shelley and Okama the two permanent members we know about of the band Silver that is slated to play at least a 5 night gig in this town of Bandanaboro in the upper east west central part of the Omega continent? Shouldn’t one or two or maybe all 4 of ’em be posing in this picture? Who is taking the picture? Is the last name of Tony B. actually Bandana like the banana he’s talking to now? Why would Luigi’s send over a talking banana instead of the banana topping he actually ordered? What’s wrong with descending into the sandy colored Body in town from its Head, dumb, very dumb being the implication for doing so? Dumb Man. 4 eyes. 4 pairs of eyes. What do they see? Do they see me? Can I see them? Why can’t I see them? Is it this town? Is it this courthouse, this avenue that turns into Holy Hero Street at its door? End of Justice here, beginning of Justice down there. Will Justice be served? How do we untangle all the involved Silvers now, throw in the California town of Silver Lake formerly known as Edendale as well? Why is AI hallucinating a well in or very near Bandana NC? Does it have to do with the well of information I received from the two owners of, well… here?
Rock &… One Strange Rock. Is this Earth or is this one strange rock somewhere else? Is it quartz? Mica? All of the above or none of the above? I can’t sleep after all. I’m going to get up and have some water, watch some more Youtube videos, maybe pop open another non-beer. Starfield always seems to do the trick. I’ll try one of the ones where the pace across the planets is faster. Wish me luck!
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0602, Bandanaboro, GTA, North Carolina, Omega
00510601 (Marsha “Pink” Krakow…)
… spun away from the camera, tires smoking. But eventually she’d find her way back to us as stomachs keep rumbling and babies keep crying.
This is still a place to be.
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0601, Capital Cy
00510517 (Valentine)
Tamala staring directly at us and wondering if we’ll ever get back to her home planet. Soon.
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0051, 0517, Planet Q
