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… in the Stonethwaite sister sity, so we must turn to Devizes for more energy, power.”

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“Devizes needs Collagesity as well”

Hucka D.:

Yes (!)

bb:

Devizes becomes a true collage city — collagesity — like Stonethwaite before it.

Hucka D.:

After it. And before.

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Apparently influenced by a central Devizes link, the Collagesity town council reintroduce an older, western limit. The Westend region now seems separate.

Smaller Eastend, apparently composed of at least 2 side-by-side 512 parcels (beginning to be called “Mother” and “Child” by some of the more ignorant locals), also appears removed from Collagesity proper. Similarly removed Carrcassonnee, without past/future eye, rules above all else in this region.

Devizes born composer Simon May pens famed EastEnders theme song.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/EastEnders_theme_tune

Westend’s Confluence Place remains pretty empty except for some jungle animals on the bottom floor. And Spider still has his corner on the top level. The numbers “2130” remain fixed above the entrance to the far top corridor. All other dogs have been removed; Starbuccaneer Barista is nowhere to be seen. Some without much knowledge are beginning to speak of Eastend’s child as Star in the future/past.

The Kidd Tower. Quite close to Eastend, and now with a type of cave mouth next to it.

I envision Carrcassonnee crawling down this passage, again in past/future. She’s looking for that confounded eye. Eye of the Needle might be the end result. The Noru Green Witch may know. Greenwich?

I think, then, I know where we are here.

Abandoned railroad line now connecting Collagesity proper with Southside. Yes, there’s now a Southside! (as of 8/8/14).

The tunnel starts near the southeast corner of the Bodega Market and extends underneath and between the Toxic Art Gallery and the Power Tower Gowlery.

A right turn from the tunnel at the bathroom sign leads you to this rather distant location, with attendants along the way extending encouragements such as, “hold it in a little more, you’re almost there!”  It didn’t help that the last attendant had the name I. P. Freely displayed as hovertext above his grinning head. What a sick subliminal joke!

The beginning of the underground trek to the town bathroom was quickly dubbed The Eye of the Needle by locals because of its narrow width. Attendant Greenwich is positioned at the far end. I identify her greenness here with surrounding green Noru hill dirt, recently excavated to make this passage. Greenwich always wants to know “What times are it?” She’s not the attendent who states “Hold in in, you’re almost there” to passerbys because you’re still a long ways to the bathroom from here.

Looking down Eye of the Needle from the main railroad tunnel.

Mid-town Snack Bar again.

Lateral tunnel you have a direct view into from the diner.

South entrance to the main tunnel. Almost 5000 square meters of land remained for sale just below Collagesity. And as of 8/8/14 I own almost 4000 square meters of it (!) Collagesity’s Southside has been brought into being.

Baker gazes at a picture of Collagesity taken not even one month ago. So much has changed in so little time! This is from the top floor of the Noru Museum, where I tentatively housed 4 pictures chronicling my current stay in the sim…

… which included this picture of the specialty 7-circuit labyrinth removed from the Temple of TILE and placed behind where the Toxic Art Gallery existed at the time.

Early on, the mainstay Orange House was established between Tired Falls and Power Tower Gowlery. At least a couple of structures haven’t been moved in the last month or so. Orange House remains a community centerpiece.

Then for the 4th wall I just had a blank picture. Now so much more could be added.

Here was the current state of Collagesity as of about a week ago. So much has changed in even this shorter time period. Marble Tower (right) has been elminated, for one thing. X-Spot Gallery has been added, connecting formerly disparate structures Kidd Tower, Power Tower, and Fal Mouth Moon. Collagesity is growing up.

Then we come to the fabulous underground, which was new as of the pictures of this post. Welcome to Mid-Town Diner, the newest Collagesity eating establishment in the basement of Fal Mouth Moon. I’ll return to more shots of this eatery in the next post.

About the only thing that suffered in the building of Underground Collagesity was the Coolie Building, which had to be emptied and made phantom as I turned all prims within to convex hulls.

And also the bottom floor of the Toxic Art Gallery gained these weird looking brown tracks — that’s the top of the underground’s train tunnel. Couldn’t be helped and keep Toxic Art.

A cave has formed on the side of a hill in eastern Collagesity. We’ll see why soon!

Underground (Cont.) 02

Underground Collagesity.

“Where will Baker Bloch live now that his apartment is obviously not the place?”

Hucka D.:

He will move back into the Orange House. His dad will probably come to visit now and then. He’ll get out of Sunklands.

bb:

Or not.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Karoz will move in.

bb:

No he won’t (both laugh).

dead frogs?

“He lost sight of the cardinal and that didn’t help.”

bb:

He lost direction; didn’t know what was North, South, East, West. The central Cardinals weren’t there to sing their album. Wasting their time [and talents] on election jingles, they were. Cardinal Bob.

Commercialism.

“Starbuccaneer Barista then took Baker Bloch outside and over to the Confluence Place to meet Head of Perch for real.”

Hucka D.:

Why would she do that? Baker Bloch just died seeing this head in his locked apartment room!

bb:

Then — he remembers what happened in Corridor 2130. The truth that will always be a lie.

Hucka D.:

He thought the Artaud head painting would impede Head of Perch from entering the room. Head of Perch then simply became this painted head — many eyes. This caused the heart attack. Poor Baker Bloch.

bb:

Who set this up[ then]?

Hucka D.:

Head of Perch, of course.

bb:

The House of True Lies is obviously also where FBI agents Dana Scully and Fox Mulder manifested after they, too, died in Collagesity.

Hucka D.:

True. And a lie.

bb:

All this… you go ahead, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

All this set the stage for Karoz’s return. Truth.

bb:

And a lie.

Hucka D.:

You see how it works?

bb:

There is no true reality, there are only variations springing from an older truth. Nothing is really solid ground here.

Hucka D.:

Like the battle of Noru vs. Rubi. One didn’t really win and one lose. You simply chose one path to walk down over another, similar path. Hi and Lo again. Microcosm mirrors macrocosm. Mercurius.

bb:

Curious.

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“You must go back to “Olive 02” to find out the next step. This opens up Collagesity to the outside. As it is now, it just cycles itself around itself, like a head made up of many islands. Eyes I meant there. Captain.”

Just kidding. Kind of. 🙂

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The story:

At approximately 09:43pm Eastern Linden Time last night, Baker Bloch suffered a fatal heart attack while locked inside his apartment room in the back of Gallery BOB. If one would have been observing from the outside, they might have concluded that he was frightened to death by the startling appearance of Head of Perch from behind the Edgar Artaud painting hanging within. Yes he died — reached The End. There was a definite pause in his Second Life existence. But slowly and surely the white nothingness that was the afterlife for him (“Hi Hucka D.!”) dissolved into new virtual surroundings. He awoke, if that’s the way to put it, at the recently established House of True Lies on the western edge of town. He had reached The End but it turned out to merely be this *West* End. There he was greeting to wakefulness by quite a collection of town characters old and new to him, including the also recently deceased Dana Scully and Fox Mulder.

The Grateful Dead’s Ronald “Pigpen” McKernan welcomes Baker Bloch to the afterlife.

“What’s going on?” he asked puppeteer Jim Henson, who stood nearest to him. Kermit the Frog, still by his side but with no strings attached now (and with the head of Cardboard Derek Jones!), replied in his familiar, nasal voice: “West End is the tale that wags the dog, Baker Bloch, just as it did before.” Baker then thought of the massive earthquake that recently rocked Collagesity, with the epicenter in its far western reaches. “That’s the tale!” he thought correctly, truthfully. The House of True Lies fully manifested around him.

For now, what I call the House of True Lies has been inserted between the Confluence Place and the still empty Marble Towers. HoTL, as it turns out, is where townspeople go when they expire from their existence. It’s all just recycled over and over and over.

I was going to set up a second, basically duplicate version of the Stairs Gallery in West Side, but several days later I had to delete it to create some prim room. The idea once more was to fill it with the collage efforts and perhaps even some paintings by Kollage Kid, a master at his trade.

View from the Marble Tower up Main Way.