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November 4, 2026 · 12:00 am

00520306 (hole 2)

He was persistent, this man who was also now a symbol, as of the gold shocker he just experienced (319). And I guess I had to respect that. He kept digging and digging, deeper and deeper. Alysha/Raspberry Girl was grilled again and again, this time in Kummiho whose closest name in the Oracle comes in the form of Kummer, Washington (state). So Mago is Mango as we’ve seen in the first post of this here section (shared mango drink of big and little Shelley in that sim), Kumiho is Kummiho kind of after Kummer, Baedka is Baederwood after Baederwood PA (it is, after all, a *forest* sim; densely wooded), Arang is Rea (Rea ID with a var. name of Arangee), and then, lastly so far, Dokken Hollow (AR) for Dokkaebi, the first Rodentia sim renamed back in the original post on the subject from early in photo-novel 48, a long time ago it seems. Time operates differently in the photo-novels as opposed to real life. I’ve speculated that 8 1/2 years of our time equals 1 year in My Second Lyfe and I suppose the ratio can be applied to photo-novel time as well, since the majority of them are still set in that virtual reality. But back to Prince and the grilling…

“Okay, my raspberry girl who I created after all, you’ve told me the source of all the Rodentia sim names you and/or your user concocted,” he spoke down. “Now tell me about *you*.” tbc

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November 1, 2026 · 8:41 am

00520305 (most beautiful)

Afterwards Prince goes outside, stares in the direction of the Baederwood forest. Those yellower trees in the distance? Just a screen for the *real* 3-D woods behind it. He’ll make sure this facade never appears in his reality again. Derender power ON.

Because he’s seen too much over here, too much to forget. Something perfect and shiny and pure, he thinks. No waist… no waste.

Then just like that the vision ended, deformed, twisted *ugly* wasted or waisted body returned on the floor before him. Arthur’s sentence was over. He’ll never experience gold.

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October 31, 2026 · 7:51 am

00520304

Early Halloween morn, still groggy from the night before, he spied her in front of the swamp shack just down the grassy lane from his own property. “Well well well, whadowehavehere?” he said to himself and also perhaps to me the author. “Another probable reality? *She* made it through the forest, the center. Old Wheeler Alysha but with a twist, a raspberry one. Good good good! With the beret on top of her, seems like I’ve seen to live another day once more. Let’s go over and greet her.”

“Oh thank Gods. I was just sitting her on the pier waiting for someone like you to show up, PHEW. A man. A real man. Help me inside with Luther. We have to get rid of the evidence!”

“Evidence?” he said, mounting the pier and walking up to her. Another twist, ha! This Halloween just keeps getting juicier and juicier.

Turns out Luther was a man but also a symbol. Symbol Man. Waisted (Prince wakes up?).

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October 17, 2026 · 10:13 pm

00520216 (Orient)

“And so I think this is where we should end, hubby of mine.” Hubby, I think. I am! At least in this moment.

“You will always be Number One,” I said, surprising her. “All this is just an experiment. Like Prince; Prince liked to experiment. We are true creators, explorers. Like Star Wars, um, Star Trek. Just to see how far one can go, what’s out there and so on.”

White… blank. I was losing her.

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October 17, 2026 · 10:13 pm

00520215 (hole)

Okay he’s here in Rodentia 02, um, too. Cool I guess!

“The white is here for your protection,” he might say as an introductory statement of fact. Is that all Mr. Prince, Mr. Symbol Man?

No.

—–

“I must have this (!),” he almost cried from his position on the couch just later. Like a Dove.

So I checked the Marketplace and got back to him. “That’ll be 600 lindens for the statue Mr. Prince, Mr. 1999 Party Man. And that’s without the water vortex base, which will be an additional 100 lindens. So that’s 700 lindens total for the whole thing of course, which will equal out to a little over 2 of our US of A dollars.”

“No. Not *that*. The *other* thing. 319. *319*.”

“319 lindens?” I tried. “Dollars?” I tried again as he shook his head.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out something. I feared a banana but it turned out to be a donut. 319 indeed.

“You give me this and I’ll give you the key to your story, your current photo-novel,” he said. “We are alike, you and me,” and then he bit into the thing to emphasize his point. I didn’t want to hear him eat any more so I logged him out which of course also logged me out. Night night? (tbc?)

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October 17, 2026 · 10:12 pm

00520214

“Why did you give up decorating your Red Room in the basement, Wheeler, my oft times wife, oft times girlfriend or girlfriend to be… or wife to be? Now it’s just all white. More than white — blank! Not even any furniture down there to plop our asses down on any longer. All that stuff is up here now.”

“The painting of King Charles is back where it’s suppose to be: over at Salty’s. It was really never here in the first place in the eternal time to be. Additional questions?” she queried.

“Um. Is, er, Arthur still over there? Washing dishes?”

“Arthur ‘Orient’ Morgan has finished his sentence with me.” She paused, leaving Newt dangling.

After waiting for the more which never came, Newt spat out: “Spiff. The one he replaced. How about *him*?”

“It’s a her,” Wheeler answers, “but she’s gone too.” More silence.

“Soo, he got his painting? Of Charles? The one that *was* down there — in the basement. The one he had to work 2 weeks washing dishes for.”

“It was 2 years, but, yes, we had a trade. I got my picture back and he got his picture back. You could say it’s a kind of divorce… between me and him. North against South. Like a Civil War except more like a Civil Suit. Let’s say we’re still trying to establish the proper boundaries between us. Like: where is the waist to all this?”

“Waste?” Newt questions back, not understanding the word. Wheeler says nothing to this. Newt composes himself again after another non-answer. “Okay–”

“The picture might as well have been of Michelangelo,” Wheeler suddenly speaks, interrupting Newt’s return. Newt noticed she said *of* instead of *by* here. What does that mean?

—–

“I think it’s time we discussed how you got here. The Omega that became the Alpha.”

“Alright,” answers Wheeler simply. “You start.”

—–

They were still at it at half past 4, determined to see this through. “… determined to see this through,” Wheeler sleepily uttered 5 minutes later. They were done.

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October 10, 2026 · 12:43 pm

00520203

“Honey. Why don’t you come to bed now. Stop worrying about that portal over there.”

“I can’t sleep. Aren’t you… excited?” she decided to call the feeling.

“Sure. I’m here aren’t I? With you.” Always, he thinks but doesn’t say. He still wasn’t sure the feeling was mutual. And that damn portal that’s got her obsessed now, a new one. He’s worried she’ll see something in it that he won’t. Or can’t.

“What time will we go in it tomorrow? We’ve explored the town here today, the immediate neighborhood. We’ve put it off long enough. The forest… beckons.”

Beckons, he thinks. Interesting way to put it. Sounds like a trap. “Um, how about 2 o’clock?”

“In the *afternoon*? What if we miss something? No, I want to spend a whole day in there, or as close as we can get with our late sleeping habits. How about 9?”

“*Morning*?” he exclaims in turn. “The dew won’t even be off the grass by then. We’ll get our feet wet. Through the shoes.”

“What shoes?” she says to this.

“Our tennis shoes of course,” he replies. “The ones we’re wearing, well, now.” He looks at her feet, then down to his. He knows dew. He had to battle it as a part time cow herder back in the 01’s. These canvas dogs don’t stand a chance.

“Oh. I was thinking boots, as in combat, as in we’re going to war. Against the woods.”

What is she on about now? he ponders. War? Woods? Boots? “There’s nothing in there. That’s what Daisy said.”

“Oh Daisy Daisy Daisy. Just because she lived with her maw here for those several weeks.”

“Years,” Eddy corrected.

“Whatever. (*sigh*) I was just joking about the boots. And the war.”

“Oh. Good.”

“But we’ll still have to battle dew. I’ve decided to go barefoot, how about you?”

It was his worse fear come true.

—–

9 AM the next morning:

“I don’t like this, Shelley. I don’t like this one *bite*.”

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July 30, 2026 · 1:56 pm

00510116

There’s no doubt in my mind that Jeogeot, the 3rd and largest continent of Our Second Lyfe and where my virtual home is located along its largest inland sea I call Nawt Vaya, will continue to play a pivotal role in this here blog and attached photo-novels, now almost one section into 51. From the Zanyzen RR system up north to the similarly vast Rodentia urban burg down south (just to give two examples), there’s a lot to unpack here still, even 17 years after starting to explore it back in Spring 2009 and 2 1/2 years after reestablishing it as my home at the beginning of 2024.

The next created continent of Maebaelia (also called Satori) is great too, and queerly basically the same length north and south as well as east and west, almost like they’re twins to each other. And maybe this is what creator Linden Labs had in mind with the pair. But Jeogeot is still a bigger landmass, about a 7:6 ratio between the two, and that 7th bit might set it apart in more ways than one. It reminds me of the 6 sinks of Sunklands taking up 77 sims in the southwest central part of its green landmass as I’ve identified it through the below map. This is the site of my first virtual village called Pietmond, and where my blog got its name, a name now lent to the title of successive photo-novels as they continue to manifest one by one by one in a more or less unbroken line.

It’s almost as if I’ve “lifted” that part out of the continent to start something new. I have no doubt that Pietmond is still alive within, projecting energy past to future. The sinks, although seemingly deactivated and unlinked from each other, still have power we can use in the present.

And, after all, an inland sea like Nawt Vaya is just a filled in sink. Onward and upward we go!

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May 25, 2026 · 7:55 am

00500314

“Do you think I’m beautiful, Horace?”

“Duuuh, *I’m* not Horace,” she imagines the graffiti face behind her saying in a fumbling, bumbling voice.

“Sure you are. And you play drums. Just like me.”

“Deeer, *no* you don’t.”

“Sure I do. Ever heard of a little album called ‘Demon Days’? Check it out. Drums, guitar, singing, you name it. I can do it all, Horace on the wall behind me. I’m *brilliant*. Just look me up in New Mexico.” But then she knew not to say more about that angle.

“Duuur, Mexico?”

“Close, very close,” she decides to answer Horace’s misunderstanding of her words. “Anthony,” she pinpoints a fake location, on the opposite side of the state from where she was thinking before. Touching Mexico, yes, but actually in NM and TX both, a 3 ‘n 1 she could hide in 4 years if needed. She knew the dual city would confuse and confound the less nimble brained Horace if he did any follow up research, which was doubtful anyway (she continues to imagine).

“Deee–”

The me in front of 2nd Phase Noodle breaks in here to remind her that she needs to cut her bangs to see better, no matter how cool this early look be.

—–

There?

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March 19, 2026 · 10:24 pm

00490615 (from the South)

Turns out Frank’s visit to Rodentia was a red herring with Blue Moon and him arriving at an empty parcel after walking from the King’s Head instead of the expected, run down house with a death bed and observing chairs. So that the *actual* Mouse, reduced to a cane, could make his point. Frank missed him coming around the corner toward Petty’s detective agency by about 30 seconds (let’s set it) while standing outside Daisy’s Hole in the Wall bar. Close, The Powers that Be think. A little too close.

“Here!” he says gruffly, as is his style, cane indicating the final destination with the right hand while perpetually refreshed Jim Beamed bottle still firmly grasped by the left.

“You sure?” said traveling companion Plastiman behind him outside the queer, small building that seems so out of place in the otherwise concrete environment. They didn’t grasp that it was a developing mini-mall with several other businesses besides this one. They hadn’t rounded the corner yet, come across Frank’s phone spot and then Daisy’s bar just beyond. Nor Ray’s Pizza across from the bar. And I should mention, they lost Pigg and Bully somewhere on their journey across several Bellisaria continents/sub-continents and down the spine of Jeogeot to here. But I don’t believe they’ve even noticed, the two were so irrelevant to our overall story in this here photo-novel 49. Swiftly coming to an end (!). So let’s get to it…

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