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Toppsity Stargate

“Another one coming through the portal, mum. Iris-Beach again.”

“Queer. The third one in three days from that location.” Ever-sister ponders the significance of this triple manifestation. “Better alert the witches.” The Tronesisia problem has been removed, she considers. But more trouble could be brewing. Three is always the sign of a rival coven.

The crushed can transferred over with a clank clankity clank landing. Coke this time. Sprite, Mountainy Dew, Coke. There can be no doubt.

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smoking buddies

“What do you think, Charlie?” strumming Roger Pine Ridge asked about his new song. “It’s a little more optimistic than my usual fare,” he explains further. “Call it ‘(Life is a) Beach’. Grass and Flip requested it — something more upbeat and lighter to work on, they told me. So I’m just writing about where I am. Right now in my life. Here. Just gotta think of some rhymes to go along with the the music.”

“Fine, fine,” states Charlie, only half listening, with the other half thinking about Margret, aka Poetry. Where was she tonight? Still stuck back in time, in the past. 1950’s still? Maybe even back — dare I think of it — to 1921? Where does that leave *me*? With Aloha? What the hell is Aloha?

Stopping the motion of his pick, Roger picked up on his friend’s concerns. “Don’t worry about Poetry, Charlie Banana. Where there’s a wall there’s a bridge. He starts the song over again, synchronistically thinking of another chord progression he could add to complete the bridge and the music as a whole.

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buttes

https://bakerbloch.com/2018/03/15/69585/

“Catvas I always smells of bird,” Bill complains. “And Catvas II of fish.”

“You smell of lion,” Grassy continued the grousing. “And I smell of, um, sodden earth? Haystacks?” He looks down at his white, sneakered feet. “Haven’t quite pinned it down.”

“We’ll get to Montana and then we’ll know.” Bill leaned in closer and lowered her voice. “Got any more of that wacky weed on ya? I brought some tweezers.”

“Then I’ve got the pony, hehe. We’ll figure out the rest later.”

“I dig!”

—–

“I was surprised to find (The) Bill still living in Iris in that neat shack of hers with the great view of the Moth Temple. I thought she’d moved on long ago. But time traces have a way of lingering — if you’re alert to the situation. Which I try to be, bananas and other fruits be darned. Sox. I’m wondering about black and white again tonight, expanded into green and blue vs. red and yellow. Just like the Mmmmmm’s, poor bastards. I suppose Mmmmmm Grassy Noll is still around, maybe even Roger Pine Ridge. Yes, we must journey back back back to Iris, the “eye” of Heterocera. Just for a bit.

“I think we’ve about got it, Grassy!”

“Grass, please,” he reprimanded about his name once again.

Unlike before, they were working on the flip side this time.

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Except

“My latest creation, Golden Jim. The Rubi Gardens. 2 parcels in 1. I have almost encircled…”

“No you haven’t,” countered Golden Jim, wiser than the girl fairy for now. “You will never encircle these enchanted woods, except…”

“*Except,* spoke the *now* wiser child. She was wiser than Golden Jim almost all the time except, in this post, for that little lapse back there. Except.

“Except what, child?” Golden Jim stared at her, at the woods behind her. *Their* woods. They become one through it.

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whom bee thee?

“Although you are almost an anagram between your owner and your creator, I cannot quite see you eye to eye on this Diagonal. You are not my ultimate answer. The answer as to whether we, the Baker Bloch family, should move back to the Heterocera continent.”

The horse let out a long, loud neigh (“Neeeiigghhhh!”). She had her answer.

—–

But The Diagonal, now more commonly known as the Head Diagonal to differentiate it from the Heart one, still had power. Ruby had more to find tonight. She’d already met Merlin on The Diagonal yesterday, who, upon seeing the small red fairy just appear out of nowhere on his (girlfriend’s) couch, yelped an “OMG” at her. She didn’t stick around long enough to respond. She never does. The Woods are her natural home, and the only place where she trusts the creatures and avatars of Our Second Lyfe. She trusts Unch. She trusts Golden Jim and Sid and Indigo and Ragdoll. She *didn’t* trust Martha Lamb and thus got rid of her. She trusts the other versions of herself, the Ruby’s that have been buying property around the woods for many years now. They snatched up the chance to buy the old Collagesity land formerly nestled against these woods. Small Ruby Fairy had never met the town’s (primary) owner, Baker Bloch, in person. Maybe it’s time to change that. But first… another visit to “Merlin’s (Girlfriend’s) House”. Just across the small forest from the horse barn here.

—–

Good. She hasn’t been banned from the parcel.

She stares over at the picture of the 2 cats that seems so familiar…

—–

She reads Merlin’s (girlfriend’s) sketch diary and learns so much more. Heart *is* much different from the Head. This was an exercise in mental acrobatics.

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Lord’s burg

“It’s time to get a form, Summerhill Nova,” The Lord said in her head, the same one that spoke to fellow Oodite Ben Wolf, and perhaps still does (more later on that — involves the *second* Bena — we’ll see what happens). Oh, they don’t call themselves that name any longer. Christians they are now. No more underground planchette movements in the middle of the night. That can only spell TROUBLE. Weegee is no longer the key. *Visibly*.

Summerhill knew full well who the Lord was. She use to rent to him. But 20 linden dollars a month and her will to charity can only go so far. *If* he returns it will be for the regular price, the one everyone else pays that stays “x” amount of time. And it will depend on the destruction of Collagesity. Just like before. And she told him that in *his* head.

I asked her about the missing wall at the Point of It All, the one where my collage formerly hung in the underground, where The Musician became Sikul Himakt once again several years back now to translated the codes and symbols correctly. She said it was just a building mistake, corrected at one point. Didn’t have anything to do with me and my art. Oh, but I begged to differ. It has *everything* to do with it.

“When you erased that wall — those *rooms*,” I explained patiently in her head, “you changed reality. Something was let loose; something was lost.”

She asked again about Pitch Darkly so I told her the full story of what I knew up until now. She was rather shocked he was in Bena. And even the older, original house in Instabar, about as close as I could get to that summit that represents the “featured” peak of the present section.

“You’ll have another Red Pepper incident if you don’t watch out.”

She was right, I realized while spotting an avatar in the house just above it. I wisely decided to delete the structure…

… delete the structure

… delete the structure. Oh heck. I can’t do it.


Blue #3 door to Sister sim that caused Baker Bloch so much trouble when he went through it is wisely blocked now by art.

She kept pressing. “What of the name Bemberg for, er, my sim?”

I said it was an Oracle thing. Like Sikul Himakt. Like Vainom Kug. I resisted saying once more she didn’t die in Vain but in VHC City, but I did segue from that into telling her there was a Firesign Theater angle to all this, involving member Phil Austin in part. Maybe in a major part. I explained the choice of the name Melder for the sim her church was in. And next door: Fharsine. “Melder points to Elmer and the underground,” I said. “That’s why you are…”

“… white as glue?”

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sisters

“Hold on Butterfingers. We’re almost there.”

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bitter

Surprising me, the Main Church of Cheese (or just Main Church) still exists in the Pond District of Heterocera. I decided to pay a visit, disguised as a parishioner.

Afterwards I tracked down the Good Rev. Amos T. Sandman (clown) to get more of the scoop. Info about the brief but intense Pond District-VHC City war back in the day would be super nifty. *Jackpot* there, for the Reverend was a treasure trove — had a personal archive out back on the conflict. Said his grandfather piloted a Main Cheese boat over to the shores near VHC City to help with the barricade.

The next week we met in nearby Rodentia to further discuss the matter. Rodentia is fast becoming a treasured relic itself, having been around in Our Second Lyfe for over 10 years. His church was visible through this coffee shop window with a larger draw distance, adding to the ambience.

“So tell me about the Oodites,” I began. “Why did you guys hate each other so intensely? I get the whole clowning thing with you and presumably your grandpa, heh.”

“The Oodites deserved all they got. They put a black hole in the middle of that town and dominated through it. Warped the minds of the commoners (humans) there. *Sang* from that middle. He opened his red tainted clown mouth here for a bit but no sound emerged that I could hear. “That was 10 years ago,” he then continued, and *that* at the end of another 10 — the 10th. Pitch Dark that black hole was.” He paused here for me to absorb.

“I mean,” I spoke through Man About Time, “how did the Oo’ds get there? The aliens you speak of.”

“Oh they were horrible to look at. Could drive a man mad easily with their tentacles for mouths and their sideways eyes. Henry (Russian Grey parishioner I met the week before) looks good in comparison, ha.”

“Heh.” And I wondered why I laughed like that again, like a goofy kid. Did I have a cold?

“Well — how did the underground (movement) start?”

And it was here that Rev. Amos T. Sandman said he had to split to prepare for a diatribe against bananas on Sundae, a rival yellow food. We’d have to get more of the story at a later date.

(to be continued?)

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Northeast Castle

Kate McCoy always left the table to (softly) play the piano when there was after-dinner talk of war.

“Heterocera is *not* dead,” spoke Summerhill Nova to his right. “We can carry on. The Sister sim will remain strong — I’ll make sure of it my liege.”

“Good, good,” the person at the head of the table spoke. “I won’t worry any longer about that direction. I trust you with the matter.”

“Thank you.”

He turned to his left. “And you, Walter.”

“Um hmm?” The tree being’s voice was hollow and husky.

“What say your people about the matter? About the changes in VHC City?”

“As long as Bob Dylan’s okay with it we’re okay with it.”

“Alright, then”. Jack looked straight ahead.

But the CB Dylan Dresser containing the other Snow at the table didn’t immediately respond. Then they realized the Manster within had gone to the wrong dimension — again.

(to be continued?)

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what’s up?

There’s no doubt that the user behind virtual anarchist SaveMe Oh is some kind of artistic genius.

I have a modified version of one of her “cheese churches” sitting in Collagesity I’m still trying to wrap my brain around.

https://marketplace.secondlife.com/p/Dutch-Salvation-Church/10619689

Contemplating buying one of these from her…

https://marketplace.secondlife.com/p/SaveMe-Rothko/17301984

… also seen in full action here…

SaveMe Oh’s blog link below. An Enola Vaher related post is currently at the top of the feed. So we have that in common, since I was banned from a gallery near the Hotel Chelsea not by Enola but someone else. Maybe I can be forgiven now too (hint hint).

https://savemeoh.wordpress.com/

Me lately? Among other things, presently hopping around the many Corsica continent peaks gathering info for new stories.

https://slgi.fandom.com/wiki/Mountains_Of_Corsica

Be back soon! In the meantime, recently completed Collagesity photo-novel 17 is here:

https://bakerbloch.com/virtual/collagesity-2019-2020-winter/

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