Part 02…
It was a tight squeeze but she made it, newly placed crown just fitting under ceiling. Top of the kitty tower, Queen of the Basement. She surveys her queendom and deems it needs cleaning up. Pretty badly. She’s lost control of her 15 year old girl and 4 year old boy, her subjects. Better return to the Room and draw out a plan.
But she looked and looked but couldn’t find her way back. Just walls. She forgot that she was already in the Room. And always had been.
Category Archives: Nautilus
00510114 (cats and mouse)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0114, Nautilus, Perch-Mistletoe, Planet Q, Upper Austra
00510109 (serious fantasyland)
“I remember doing handsprings next to box springs and thinking: this ain’t right. I’m *caged*.”
“Andie?”
“Shelley now. But Andie should know. *Shouldn’t* know I meant there. Why we tagged her. Alteration later.”
“In the dark?”
“Let’s say, leave it in Colorado. Aand, we took care of the cage.”
—–
Karl wakes up in bed after a mysteriously induced sleep when he entered. Still dreaming of course. Because lining the walls of the damp dark cellar he sees this.
He fell into the 1st picture that caught his eye called “Accidental Exposure 02”. I believe several states are involved now; difficult to choose where he went. Working on it…
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Nautilus, Twin Peaks, Colorado, Upper Austra, 0109, Twin Peaks Laboratory, Perch-Mistletoe, Bogota, Bogota Proper, 0051
00510108
“A search for *all* FENST geographic features in the GNIS national database of such only brings up 7 hits, including a Finstad Lake (lake) in MN with variant names of FENSTad Lake and FENSTed Lake, which is why it showed up on my list since I allow those. Notice this is found on a Picket Lake topographic map there, which piqued my interest because another name in this list starts with Fence: Fencemaker Canyon (valley) NV, also on a Fencemaker topo map and with a variant name of FENSTonmaker Canyon. Again, why it showed up in the list. Picket fence, then, see.”
“Picket fence, okay. Go on…”
“All this stemming from (the) FENSTar (sim) of the Big E/Big Schwa sitting before us.”
“I think I gathered that (already).”
“Cool. Soo, this led me to thinking about the old house I bought recently surrounded by this type of fence. Why I bought it actually.”
“*Before* the finding of Fence and Picket in that list,” I tried to clarify across from him, staring at the Schwa side as opposed to his E side. We were just that complementary.
“Correct. So that… leads to this.”
—–
Karl enters the old house to discover nothing inside except cobwebs and musky smells. But then circling around it he finds this. Cellar door. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0108, Jeogeot, Kidd Tower, Minnesota, Nautilus, Nevada, Perch-Mistletoe, Upper Austra, Xilted
00510107
Picket fences usually go along with good things like moms and apple pie and blue skies but not in this case. GTA San Andreas’ Carl Karl approaches cautiously from below.
“When did that creepy old house get up there on the ridge, Newt?” now black haired Wheeler said over to her sometimes boyfriend, oft times husband on the swing with her. They were just that close, counterparts if not technically soulmates. Since the latter technically doesn’t exist if you’re thinking of things like 1/2 + 1/2 = 1. That’s why they don’t need to get married like Newt desired… again. But Wheeler still wanted to show him the front and the back of it all, just to get that out of the way and allow them to continue on with their virtual lives. Still together. Apart and together as one.
“I don’t know,” answered Newt, looking around the figure of Wheeler beside him to observe something else now. “But someone’s on the porch, about to go inside by the looks of it. Black man.”
“Black man,” echoes Wheeler. It’s as if it just appeared out of nowhere. Like Wheeler’s new hair. TBC
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0051, 0107, Nautilus, Perch-Mistletoe, Upper Austra
00490616 (appearance)
Inspector Petty, chef no more, continues to stare at the Anton pin stuck in the lower left center of the Anson sim while June Bug Johnston behind him reads her diary atop the spread out US and UK Dennis’. “Eureka!” he cried just as Father Fecked outside points to him. “Time machine!”
END OF “SUNKLANDS 2025-2026 WINTER”!
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0616, Cement Village, Jeogeot, Nautilus, Nautilus City, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS
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…
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0049, 0615, Bellisaria, Cement Village, Jeogeot, Nautilus, Nautilus City, Nawt Vaya+, NVFS, Rodentia 02
00480310 (Tom too)
“My God, why does he look so sad?! He’s already destroyed mankind what else could he want?!”
—–
“He’s bleeding man, he’s bleeding! And nobody’s doing anything about it!”
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Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0048, 0310, Lower Austra, Nautilus
00480309 (future echo of 00470309)
Okay so let’s talk about the *original* Game of Life, the one that ends in RETIREMENT.
Well, as I’m calculating, if you retire at 62 or 63 and live to be 100, that’s more time spent *living* on the other side of the date subtract all the work work and then recovering from this work in your afterhours, needing more time to buy proper work clothes, and so on. And also assuming that you’re still pretty mobile at least some way into your 90s. In this scenario, it’s really more fitting to say the 2nd half of Life — beyond the Game — only starts when you retire and not just at some kind of so-called mid-life crisis or anything. And it doesn’t have to be mere slide and glide afterwards as some might put it, swift motion without aim toward the grave. It could be about a different motion, a different progression than you had when you work worked. And this is a problem I think a lot of people are confronted with upon leaving their job. 8-5 filled a lot of time. Maybe you had friends at work that will be hard to keep up with now unless, perhaps, they’re around the same age and have some of the same interests that you can share beyond it. What I’m saying is that the old energy needs to be put to new uses. Play with your freed up schedule; have *fun* with it. Think of time as also increasing in quality as well as quantity.
Speaking of gliders…
… let’s talk about Death now. The true end.
https://bakerbloch.wordpress.com/2025/07/02/00470309/
“No need to worry about a glider this time,” exudes the spirit-head that calls herself Phyllis, guessing what he was going to say.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0048, 0309, Constantynople, Nautilus
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
























