Happy belated Halloween!
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Category Archives: Back Rooms
00440511 (7 to 6 revisited)
“It’s okay,” he says, peering in. “They’re actually all blue.” He turns toward me. “No choice.”
“Let’s go, then,” I said, and picked one. Any one. The slide begins.
And: out.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0044, 0511, Back Rooms, Google Street View, Maebaleia/Satori, X-City^
00440510
I popped in the BD and then decided against watching it as a hooded figure came up to me in the metro train and asked me for money.
Then low and behold, in the BD I quickly replaced it with — starting where I left off in it from the last viewing — there the same hooded figure was again only a couple minutes in, an NPC type I’d never seen before tonight in my now many many hours of watching these kind of virtual videos…
.. and then *again* almost exactly 1 minute later, as I’m rechecking. This 3rd time I saw him tonight he turned around on the sidewalk in front of me just upon reaching a passageway to his right left, which I subsequently went through. He seemed to be indicating it to me through the actual maker of the BD if that makes any sense. This was one of those channeling events — in the channel district of Kabusie after all.
There, to my complete shock, I found a totally different world within, a Back Rooms to Cyberpunk 2077 as it were, zowie! This was obviously the thing he wanted me to see with my very own eyes.
Soon I was back in Lexi’s apartment trying to explain what I’d discovered. After finishing my excited description, she said at the window she so loved; not blinded any longer to the landscape beyond:
“So. You found the Big Inside, huh? WOW.”
“My sentiments exactly.”
“Sooo…” She eyes the finished pseudo-flathead style robot dog she named Ralph on the nearby table. “Our work can truly begin now.”
(to be continued)
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0044, 0510, Back Rooms, C2077, Heyworth, Kabusie
00440114
Today Cpt. Planetary has a meeting with an important, different doctor located in a sprawling, upper right central Maebaleia continent urban area of Our Second Lyfe. He picks his way through the maze of streets, finally recognizing a familiar landmark.
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“Just relax, Cpt.,” says the sandy beach haired doctor just later. “Sink deeper into the chair. It’s designed to ease you into a hypnotic state. Deeper… deeper.” The choices appear on his screen from the feed.
“Good, good. Now. Look at all the options, look at all of them, lined up in a neat row across the wall. They’re all different — different colors. You can put down the crowbar — they’re all harmless as well. Can you sense them?” He takes a deep breath through his sandy haired nose. “Can you *smell* the difference? They all lead to different places, different, er, *seas*. A B C. Choose now, Cpt. For the planet you represent.”
He chooses blue.
“Gotcha! Ah hahahah!”
This is an obvious place to wake up but he finds he can’t. Abstracted; 7 to 6.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0044, 0114, Back Rooms, Great Belt, Maebaleia/Satori, VOTV, X-City^
00440101 (the return of Strevor, Philip)
“Damn cube, OW! Why do they have to be so many damn cubes in my dreams lately, pheh.”
“Ow ow… ow. F-cking toe.”
“Hmm. Looks like Franklin was wrong. Nothing here, huh. Dead end. Nothing left to do but wake up.” He relieves himself on the canal wall even though he’s underwater. Then, getting down to the business at hand, starts slapping himself. Takes a while, but he enjoys it all the same.
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“Why is your face so red, dawg? You get slapped up by a woman or something? Speaking of which…”
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“Where’re we going Franklin?” he said, looking back at the coffee shop from whence they came.
“You’ll see. Just down the block.”
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“Are *these* your damn cubes or something? We were just here Tuesday after all. You were complaining about the art, and how simple it was and that you could knock up something like that — your words — after 12 beers and one hand tied behind your back. ‘No,’ you said. ‘Make that two. 2 beers and *12* hands,’ you tried to joke, but you were already pretty drunk at the time. Should have been drinking coffee back then too. Or eating… something.”
“I-I don’t know,” he said about Franklin’s theory about the cubes and the dreams, then looked around, actually still in a dream… something. “Hey, where’s Mike? Did we ditch Mike somewhere?”
“Dawg, where’s Mike??”
“That’s what I’m asking *you*. Dawg.”
“Mike?” Franklin calls in one of the bushes around the big red cubes. “Mii-ke?”
“Well he’s not in *there* for Christ sake. He’s not missin–” Trevor stops. He remembers… an S. An S in a bush. Flaming (SWITCH).
Part 2: Mikie, not Mike
That night he goes back to the dead end canal ditch and sees something after hitting his toe once more on that in-the-way big goddamn cube, ow ow ow! 1st monkey mosaic. “Frank Lynn was *right*!” he said before starting to slap himself red again.
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0044, 0101, Back Rooms, C2077, GTA, Kabusie
00420613
“I get it now Wheeler. There’s a boat here on the mountain. Hence: Boat Mountain.”
“Also known as Mountain of Boat or Mount Boat,” added Wheeler for Newt, perhaps a hubby, perhaps not.
“Okay, cool. So that’s done.”
“It is.”
Newt looks around. “Nice view up here. Let’s go sit on that bench we passed and enjoy the mountain air for a while.”
“Okay. But we have to get back home before Indie Cartoon Night. Starting at 7.” They begin walking toward the bench just over the top.
“Amazing Digital Circus, Episode 2. I’ve heard,” he speaks while being careful about the rocks.
“I’ve previewed it for us. Don’t expect it to be the same as the first. I *know* you’ll be disappointed. I just know it.”
“Maybe not — but thanks for preparing me anyway.” Reaching the bench they sit down.
“What’s this one about?” he asks. “Abstracting again?”
“In part,” answers Wheeler, not wanting to give away too much. “More action — I know you like action in your animation,” she jokes. Newt dislikes most action scenes; thinks they’re superfluous to a character driven plot.
“Aah, I see.”
“And there’s some backroom stuff,” she countered, knowing that would please him. “And that’s *all* I’m going to say.” She pats him on the knee after checking the time on her phone. “6:25 now. Better head back, actually.”
Newt takes one last look around. “I was hoping we could see Millbank from this vantage point. Maybe a little too far away here.”
“There,” points Wheeler. “I think those black trees sticking up may be part of it.”
“Amazing the Halloween village is still there. Last year it was taken down in maybe November or something.”
“Just for you my dear.” She pats his knee again. “To keep you happy.”
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They had just settled into the comfy couch after turning on the TV when the doorbell rang. But it was all part of the plan, the act.
“M & M Lawn Care here!” the taller of the two shouted through the door. “Lawn maintenance at your service!”
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put to work
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0042, 0613, ADC, Ashton Village, Back Rooms, Bellisaria
gone bye bye
In this “Amazing Digital Circus” teaser, ringmaster Caine directly references Kane (Pixels) and his famed Back Room bacteria creature. Knew it.
And then there’s the abstracted Kaufmo clown character from the pilot, who some spell as Cofmo. Including me here. Poor Cofmo. But good guy (?) Caine takes care of the immediate danger for himself and his still intact circus employees by banishing the poor transmogrified creature to an underworld, underwater realm.
“Honey? Honey? Snap out of it again. Look at me look at me. Honey?”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0042, 0215, ADC, Back Rooms, Hana Lei^^
there’s levels to it
Brngg brngg! Brngg Brngg!
Damn, she thought. And I was just starting to enjoy myself.
“Hallo?”
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She walks past the filing cabinets, A-M on the right, N-Z to the left. Or was A-L and M-Z? Anyway, the Big Boss said the file wasn’t in them. Check the dumpster, he said. Or was it a she?
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Alright I’m here, she thought. F-ck, gonna have to pay a visit to the chiropractor again after this. They knew they were dealing with an almost 67 year old woman, didn’t they?
“They” did. When she stood up out of the dumpster after finding no file there: retirement. Reassigned to inactivity on a different continent, her services needed no more. Another would have to be assigned.
new home
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“Hallo? Yes, Mr. (Mrs.?) Johnston. I’ll retrieve that file posthaste.” Good back, he (she?) noticed when hiring. Good legs. She’ll do swell.
(to be continued?)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0042, 0201, Back Rooms, Heterocera, Omega^^, Southern, The Cross^
Green Squirt One (it’s not easy)
He sat up front so he could see better with his littler head. The Mann and Bullfrog sat a row back, glad of the excuse for privacy. Now they could talk freely — or whisper freely — while Aqua Dude was absorbed in the story. The Mann of course knew the contents of the film inside and out, having studied the hated Dynamic Duo for years looking for weaknesses and such. Bullfrog was just glad to get away from his controlling lover/partner and chat with someone else without sparking jealousy. Albert (or Alberta) retreated back into his maintenance position and, as stated, was forgotten by all. Tea serves well as a reminder to forget.
“I thought you were dead,” The Mann began in his whisper of a tone.
“No. That was the doctor. We exchanged places, good for me bad for him.”
The Mann absorbed this. “What about your family? Red Squirt 7 wasn’t it?”
“Dead as well. Dead through gunns.”
More absorbing. “What about wo-mann?”
Bullfrog looked over. Aqua Dude was hanging onto every word Wayne Bruce in front of him spouted about Asylum, a company he started on the western seacoast in 1972. He watched him open a file.
“If you mean why am I still with Aqua Dude, I decided to give up the fairer sex long ago. Tried it in my teen years. Didn’t work.”
“What about the whole frog thing?”
This made Bullfrog think about Frog Rock they passed on the way to Wayne’s villa here. “I guess it was something that just had to be.” He’d thrown away marriage to Miss Parr to become Green. He returned home to the Motherland.
“Missed you Sonny.”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0042, 0115, Back Rooms, C2077, Europe, Google Street View, Maebaleia/Satori, Redsland
ALSO inside a polar circle:
The moment TILE got real.
“Green, Red! Come over here! We found something!”
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0042, 0111, Back Rooms, Europe, Google Street View
Sunklands 