“Morning, Tom!”
Category Archives: **VIRTUAL OT
00480212 (… of the universe)
It’s said the FBI is hiding something about the 1971 D. B. Cooper skyjacking case to prevent being humiliated by their former public statements but this was probably untruth. #1 suspect of theirs named R. (Richard) McCoy was not the R. (Real) McCoy here and only one of a number of copycat skyjackers to come along in the following years — the outside researchers were wrong about this (like Dan Gryder highlighted in the above linked video). Synchronistically, we have another “D. Cooper”, Dale in this case, working *inside* the FBI on another Washington state centered investigation from the early 1990s, in a fictional way this time. Of course I’m now talking about Twin Peaks once more, David Lynch’s signature creation shot largely in the small town of North Bend, Washington. D. B. Cooper jumped from a plane he skyjacked above the general location of another small Washington town, La Center, never to be seen again. The 2 locations lie about about 120 miles apart in the western section of the state.
Another parallel, then: falling.
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0048, 0212, Twin Peaks, Washington
00480207
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“What you fishing for, Peppre?”
“A maaaaaannn.”
“Any ol’ kind of man, Peppre?”
“NoooOoooOooooOooo (reeling one in).”
“Then what kind? But… lemme guess… the puuuuuuurrrfectt caatchchch!”
“YEAH YEAH yeahyeahyeahyeah YEAAAAAAAHH!” (cue dance music!)
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Later at the mall (and after the dance/music):
“Tom?”
“Yeaaah, let’ss jus sayyy: he’s a wuurk inn puurrgresssss!”
From the gesture he subsequently shot her, I gathered they were in the “f-ck you” stage of their relationship. Puuuurre physical.
(to be continued?)
Filed under **VIRTUAL OT, 0048, 0207, Wubbel
00480205
I’m not in a position to reveal much yet but I can say I’m contemplating moving back to Nautilus, the continent I primarily called “home” starting in photo-novel 13 and ending in photo-novel 40. I’d give it a 30-70 chance of happening right this moment. I really like my place alongside the shores of Nawt Vaya — and below its waters too a bit! And Jeogeot overall has been a fine continental home for 41-47, a new era in photo-novel development as other virtual realities have come to the fore as well. But Second Lyfe is a mutable environment and you have to move around at times to recapture the magic of the place. And there definitely is magic. Just shifty — comes and goes from here and there in this gracefully aging world. Have to be aware of provided clues for relocation. I’m not completely sold yet — at all. But for the first time in a while I’m thinking about it. I can’t be in the corner this time, though. Too much abandoned land for that.
And I’d be isolated from whatever contacts I have left in the game. Moreso than ever. But that’s just the way of life these days. I’m leaving the old behind to find out what’s in the New.
Speaking of revelations, here’s a related photo, ha. Peppre Ann.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0048, 0205, Jeogeot, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Nawt Vaya+, New York, NVFS, Wubbel
00480203
Turns out there was a Locust Street here in Fieldon and then another Locust St. in Fidelity, its opposite on the Illinois circle pictured in that last post. The only shared street name between the two small towns. When I “beamed down” through Google Street View to the north end of the latter, I immediately found this.
Was it as easy as that? Yellow Guy referenced, who was born and raised in this very state? I traced the internet company’s origins back to O’Fallon a little over an hour’s drive away. Nothing to do with my old friend. But still the, aherm, *connection* seemed pertinent.
Another of these promo signs off Locust St., Fidelity style.
I decided to recheck Locust St., Fieldon in Google Street View to see if I could spot any additional oddities cropping up since my last scan several years back, just like I’d tracked up and down its double in Fidelity today. Nothing really jumped out at me except this house which seemed to have turned 90 degrees between 2021 and 2024. Is this normal? I’m sure there’s a perfectly good reason for doing this, right?
Filed under Illinois, **VIRTUAL OT, 0203, Google Street View, 0048
00480202
“Investigation?”
“Yeah, like Perry Mason. We… probably have to bring back Duncan A. if so.” I hesitated because I knew [baker b.] would be uncomfortable with this. The Green Dude was suppose to be dead, like that guy in the blue and yellow teepee also initialed A. But yet he lives. And so, probably, does Duncan. A way to remember him by.
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“I know this man!” says Martell Mandell out loud. She couldn’t help it. “Tom!”
“Harry, actually,” Abby Abdominator across from her mildly corrected. “Harry the Bartender. Projection,” he tried to explain the confusion as best as possible.
“We’ve got to send him back. We’ve got to go back inside!”
“Indeed,” responded the grey alien who doubled as her boss at Star Team Interplanetary located in the southern part of the Omega continent. One of the higher ups but not the highest. That would be Dick.
(to be continued)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0048, 0202, Google Street View, Illinois, Little Hell+, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Omega, Southern
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