… of all of Baker Blinker’s property formerly called Collagesity North is a RubyHeartbright. I was curious about the name and did a bit of prying. Well, I guess I shouldn’t reveal what I’ve determined, but I *know* this person. Pretty sure of it. “Ruby” was a key, and the proximity of Collagesity North to the Rubi Woods. I’ve im-ed her — will let you know if anything develops on that front.
This Second Life of ours is a curious game for certain.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Heterocera, Rubi
“Octopus jar?” exclaimed Baker Blinker the next morning to Baker Bloch while they shared coffee at Perch.
“Another portal,” he said, and sat back.
“I’ve been a baaad Santa this year. Let me tell you about it, Mr. Bloch.”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Heterocera, Nautilus, Nautilus City, Rubi
“I’m telling you Karoz. There was an elf or something sitting on that bench there when I bought this particular picture for free over at Rodeo.”
Karoz looks up at the appropriate photograph. He was nervous about resetting up his TILE college in Collagesity. Baker Bloch had brought back a number of what he called mysterious objects from over at the remnants of the old Kahruvel Forest. He felt he didn’t have time to deal with this. “Hmmm,” is all he responded to Baker’s observation.
“Sure you don’t want to pop over to Rodeo and check this out with me? There’s the Nautilus City map as well. Maybe this is the *real* secret society.”
Karoz forgot about the map. “Okay, he said. But I must get back before supper. Baker Blinker’s cooking squid.” He rubs his tummy and emits a pleasurable sound.
Baker Bloch waits for an invite which never comes. “Alright, alright,” he then says after the awkward pause. “One hour. Then we’re back.”
“Nifty,” returns Karoz. “And un-check your high-res snapshot option before we get there so you won’t forget again.”
“Good idea. But you take some pictures too if you like.”
“I will.” But Karoz was thinking he wouldn’t take any. He tries to put worries about the college out of his mind.
—–
“Sometimes when you teleport directly into the middle of a sim, Karoz, you can tell a lot about where you are.”
Karoz was hoping he wouldn’t have to play a game of roshambo with Baker Bloch on top of everything else. “Ferns,” he stated plainly.
—–
“Well, we’re just *east* of the center,” says the stump sitting Karoz. He glances over his shoulder. “Nice view. Didn’t you once say there was an obelisk around here?”
“Not any more I don’t think. That was on the Island of Not-Baker.”
“Island of Not-Baker,” Karoz repeats. “Yeah I *think* I remember hearing about that. Refresh my memory.”
“Island — or actually Isle of Not-Baker was, well, an island, a small one, terraformed in the very northeast corner of this sim — Rodeo. On the tip of it existed an obelisk with texts from three different languages written on its sides. Turns out all three said the same thing. Translate one and you also get the other two as a bonus. It was a Rosetta Stone.”
“Like in the Long Now Project?” Baker and Karoz were talking about that earlier as a possible model for the college.
“Kind of, I suppose. It was three races of people who decided to drop their spears and take up quill and live peacefully with each other. Another Great 3-N-1.”
“Nice. But where’s the map? Not on the island, I suppose. Is the island still there?”
“I tried to reach it but it’s on private property now, with security sensors. So I don’t know if it’s buried underneath their [structures] or not. I would assume so. Or you could recreate it. The basic landform of a mainland sim doesn’t usually change over time. It’s just the terraforming you add on top of it that makes the alterations.”
“Map, then. Chop chop.” Karoz clapped his hands together here. “No Time Toulouse, as Monty Python once said.”
“I’ve landmarked it,” Baker responds. “Hold on.”
—–
“Turns out this is not it. But’s the place is right up there. On those cliffs. I think.”
Karoz is wondering how he’s going to remove himself from this concrete without getting wet, but then finds he can just back up and get out easily. “Shall we fly?” he then offered.
Baker checked his movement options. “No flying, hmm. They really want you to explore the nooks and crannies of this place.”
“Certainly seems like a Lemony world,” Karoz adds. “That’s good. I’m appreciating it, Baker Bloch. Thank you for bringing me here.”
“You’re welcome Karoz. And I think if we just follow these stairs up and then go around top of the cliff we’ll be there. We can visit the other house up there as well, if you wish.”
“Quickly,” Karoz responded.
—–
Baker Bloch was glad they visited the other house, because he found a number of additional objects he could copy and take back to Collagesity within. Afterwards he tried to read a book on the table but found it was a 3d tableau instead called “Hope Springs Eternal”. No interior pages. Karoz was looking over the backwards letters on the wall below the copyable posters.
“Shall we move on?” he then said.
—–
But the house Baker wanted most to show Karoz didn’t seem to be on this particular cliff. Instead we have the singing 3 eyed pig again, with Bryn Oh statue just below. Language again, Baker Bloch thinks while staring down. Maybe Salazar Jack really is behind all this.
Darkness was descending. Karoz’s stomach begins its first rumblings. Baker spots the sod house hidden in the green foliage just ahead. He tells a relieved Karoz this. Karoz imagines Baker Blinker preparing the squid back at the Gloomy Gus in her special sauce. He must ask her more about that sauce just in case he has to go away again. Wheeler, he then thinks with some disgust. A reprieve for now, but he’s always on call. A long chain. A long now chain.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Coast Town Sims, Heterocera, Rubi, Sansara
Collagesity North, started in late December 2016, is no more as of this writing. Key elements of that land, about 4600 square meters worth, have been incorporated into what’s left of Collagesity, about 10,000 square meters. These include shifting the Temple of TILE over to Art Oluja’s old parcel in the extreme western part of town (innards still being worked on)…
… and moving the VWX Fairy House *inside* Castle Jack, an interesting fit for sure and one I’ll be highlighting fictionally soon enough, I’m guessing.
The Snowlands parcel I had my eye on was purchased last night, mere hours max after I completed the collage “You must have patience” based upon it. Narrow window of opportunity vanished. But I think it’s fate. The temple and fairy house integrated so well into the remaining part of town, the core. I’ll miss Allen Martin’s garage especially, I believe, but the rest was comparatively expendable. I’ll soon be down to a single premium account (Baker Blinker’s will go away before the end of the month) with an 8192 tier payment. I think that’s still quite manageable for the spring, summer and fall, at which point I might upgrade again for a time. We’ll see.
I have 377 prims remaining to play around with, and that’s without cleaning up creative town clutter for a while. I’ve got enough.
Carrcassonnee is in charge of the town again while Wheeler still resides in Snowlands. This arrangement *could* be permanent, however. And I’m a degree more certain that Old Mabel and Buurb/Urch, “marriage” partners at the end of “Collagesity 2016-2017 Winter”, won’t be returning to the village. The projected 4th Collagesity book will be different once again. Onward and upward hopefully! Thanks for reading.
Collagesity, 3/16/17.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Heterocera, Rubi
Some older Collagesity related pictures that never made the blog for various reasons.
Wheeler’s New Island pot fetish subplot never manifested in “Collagesity 2016-2017 Winter”.
Neither did these guys appear.
This particular snapshot of Purden Forest’s Core-Alena with open eyes never made it.
Baker Bloch’s actual discovery of Woody’s “visitors” in Part 6 of C1617W (as I’m abbreviating it), atop these woods.
Direct inspiration for the same visitors, which turned out to be Old Mabel and Buurb/Urch in *blue* dresses (not pink). Yes, the 2 gals below were actual inhabitants of the oversized Livigno trailer our future lovers *pretended* to live in (along with axe wielding Uncle Jack). They were mentioned in C1617W as being killed and buried in their own backyard. The overall reference is obviously to the Grady twins of “The Shining”, in case you missed it.
Another Snowlands black star… somewhere in the south regions.
Lonely sunrise junction.
I thought I’d throw in a map here of the Okemo, Nakiska, and Southern Railway (ONSR) from the Second Life wiki since I haven’t mentioned it before. Mainland enthusiasts: you *must* go ride it.
Baker posing at a protected Snowlands waterfall.
Strange gathering of avatars near Wheeler’s Way Station featured in C1617W.
Inferialist church and mountains.
Hitching a ride on a passing Yava Script Pod, Baker heads down into Chamonix City, another must-see when visiting Sansara’s Snowlands.
Finally: testing out a probable reality.
One can dream, can’t they?
One can dream.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, New Island, Purden/Snowlands, Rubi
BBloch:
*Seven* book deal??
Carr.:
Why not. You asked for three (more) but let’s just stretch it out to cover all the way to the end. Not your death but just the death of your job, your steady steady income. And then we’ll also have the 11th. Collagesity may not exist in Minoa much longer, thus Wheeler’s granting of my wish to return (here). But my play form of speaking has now been rendered obsolete, it seems. Same as with Hucka D.’s before me. You already have ideas of the 4th. You see its shape in colors. Dark blue. Blue — black. Rounded corners. Complex. All will return: you, Baker Blinker, Hucka Doobie, Karoz Blogger, Wheeler. Does Wheeler have a last name yet? I think he or she should. You need David Bowie going forward. He is a core. He lives inside Wheeler (for now).
BBloch:
Karoz should work on his TILE religion. A return to Crabwoo could be interesting. Peter SoSo.
Carr.:
So so many directions to go. You couldn’t have predicted Snowlands. You thought…
BBloch:
Sorry to interrupt, Carrcassonnee, but it’s Wheeler Wilson. (pause) Or Wilson Wheeler if the shoe is on the other foot.
Carr.:
You will analyze the first 3 books. You will identify trends, patterns. You will speak of them separately. I can come back at times and help but I am not around much any more. And as I was saying…
BBloch:
Wheeler Dale, Baker suggests again.
Carr.:
If you please, Baker Bloch. My time is limited (here).
BBloch:
Sorry. Just came to me. Go ahead. I won’t interrupt again.
Carr.:
You *thought* you would head to Muff-Bermingham for the end of this one (Book III, aka “Collagesity 2016-2016 Winter or C1617W), but you head to Snowlands on Sansara instead. This was always in the cards, in the books. But yet you find Muff-Bermingham within. That cabin. What is the name? Pope Project?
BBloch:
No Carr., that is (the title of) a different (Clifford) Simak book. This one is Way Station. It was defined several times in the book, once by me.
Carr.:
There you have a secret room. The Table can meet there. You do not need the Blue Feather. You can dismantle it. You can dismantle all of Carrcassonnee… Collagesity I meant. I mean. But I am not mean when I say this. I will be dismantled.
BBloch:
So the seven book deal doesn’t depend on the survival of Collagesity in Minoa?
Carr.:
Not in Minoa, no.
BBloch (after a pause):
Well, tell me more about the upcoming books. Especially the next one, the 4th.
Carr.:
Open doors left at end of 3. 4 is 1. This time you go to a (foreign) place at the end and stay. Snowlands. You have already promised Woody Woodmanson that you would stay. You said he is the key. So you must stay. Wheeler is there in her Way Station snug against Livigno. Also in Livigno lives or lived another two headed being you didn’t even get to mention in Book 3.
BBloch:
No. But one of his/her paintings is on display.
Or actually it is a Piet Mondrian, which always catches my eye in Second Life…
Carr.:
… because of Pietmond, yes. Piet Mond. And Mabel from that Gravity Falls, and her brother, are from Piedmont. *Old* Mabel will stare at that painting and remember. She will remember Pietmond and Piedmont together.
BBloch:
How is that possible?
Carr.:
You ask me to tell you the future…
BBloch:
Right. I did. So what else?
Carr.:
Arosa obviously. Satan Santa. A love interest for Snowmanster who is both man and woman at once. All Santas. There are many. Much to be explored. All the snowmen or “snowies” as well. Meribel — you haven’t tapped much into its past and the college and Plain Wayne and Mid Hazel. Why did Hazel have Wayne killed?
BBloch:
Reversing that, why did the town of Hazelwood decide to disappear into Waynesville, North Carolina in, let’s see, 1995?
Carr.:
Wheeler-Wilson again. Forwards and backwards and backwards and forwards at once. Plain Wayne had to be murdered because he was, well, he was just simply plain. Too plain. Mundane as the Potter people might say. Muggles?
BBloch:
I think so. And so Mid Hazel’s college is something like Hogwarts.
Carr.:
Maybe. We talk about it and it begins to take shape. Mid Haze’s woods… put up a picture. That’s where the slaughtering happened.
BBloch:
Alright.
Carr.:
Very very white, yes. Close and white the trees (are). Hard to see in there. Yet you must. You must find more inside Story Room. Freezer, locker. Locked up. Safe. Open. Door. Muggles. Thank you.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Heterocera, Rubi
Snowmanster sat on her couch, soaking it all in. Home again… so good. But where was everyone? Spongebub? Snowbob?
After a while the truth began to settle in. She was late. She had missed something. But what? Snowmanster went to the window; stared out at the familiar Rubi Woods. The purple hummingbird below her outside twittered loudly.
“Meeting Place,” she mutters, staring at the appropriate flat spot of the forest. “That’s where I’ll find out.”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0003, 0601, Heterocera, Rubi
She was back at Cry I. but underwater now. Down to a putter: end of hole.
This was the night she met Dr. Low with red and blue eyes. Splitsville.
But first… some lemonade at the conveniently placed Joker’s Wild bar to her left. Old Grey awaits through the Red Door.
—–
“Guess it’s time for that heart to heart, Old Mabel,” she starts. “Lemonade’s on me tonight. Karl!” she then yells, banging her cane on the bar counter. She waits just a second and bangs again. “Rhoda! Whoever!”
“Oh it’s you. ‘Bout time. Well… a 24 oz can of Pabst Blue Ribbon for me and the little lady will have a lemonade. Start a tab.”
“I’m 113 years old, *Old* Grey,” the Martian proclaims defiantly. She then glared at Snowbob behind the counter. The last time she saw the hybrid being was in the mystery cabinet or closet or whatever. She didn’t really like what was happening there, but perhaps it was all a dream.
“Yellow is missing,” he said, staring back. “Replaced by green!”
“He’s right this time, you know,” agreed Old Grey. The Martian now noticed the lemonade already in front of him.
Splitsville.
—–
Snowmanster exits the closet.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0003, 0517, New Island, Rubi
Robot Derak Jones distinctly said this was where the other end of the pipe is, its “far side” as he called it. But there’s a log here instead. He said it was a disguise. “You must use your new eyes,” he implored. “Your New *Island* eyes. This is how things often work here.”
Baker Bloch looks over at the statue of the Great Old One to his right and knows, er, one is related to the other. How’s *that* for new eyes.
Both terminal points of the “pipe” lie at latitude 121 of their respective sims, which are caddycorner to each other. At least at one point along the line, the pipe appears to bend roughly 30 degrees. But that is just assuming we’re dealing with a simple, linear affair. What about the name of the beach here?: Sharp’s Angle. Are there sharper angles within? Is it a complex affair instead, perhaps much more so?
The name given to this log is “[MnM] Forest bed”. Here’s the accompanying description: “Long time ago… She is the guardian of forest… and now, She is the mother of forest…” Could this possibly have something to do with Rubi’s Unch?
—–
Meanwhile, Old Mabel is dreaming again at her Cry Island. Like Baker Bloch, she stands in front of a huge hollow log, one leading to the VWX fairy cottage visited numerous times before. Strangely she’s Old Grey in the dream, Baker’s faux mother who is actually “Wheeler the Complex,” as the Martian has started to call her.
Old Mabel knows that if she doesn’t figure out what’s going on soon enough, they — Baker Bloch, Wheeler, Karoz and herself — will be forever trapped on this infernal island. She’s visited the downtown and the community college Robot Derak Jones teaches at. Nothing is good here, like rotting fruit. Spells abound. It’s a witch island.
The hummingbird flies off Old Grey’s back and into the tunnel…
—–
*Meanwhile*… Wheeler is dreaming about falling asleep while waiting for another phone call from Snowbob over what’s actually going on.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0003, 0516, New Island, Omega, Rubi
Buurb walks up to the Red Umbrella packed with Baker Bloch’s collages and wonders why he’s here at this juncture of roads. “I *finally* get the courage to enter Collagesity to find my dream lady and she is gone,” he mutters to himself. “New Island is where she went, the furry bartender over at the mall said. New Moon Island.”
Meanwhile…
“I hate this place.”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0003, 0514, Heterocera, New Island, Rubi
Sunklands 