Decision 03

Carr.:

And now… the owls.

Hucka D.:

Interesting.

Baker Bloch:

Okay.

Spongeberg:

Sure.

Carr.:

I’m waiting for the rumbling again. (the sky rumbles again) There it is. We can proceed. Oh, there’s English pop sensation Elton John stepping up into the gazebo. Rez him a chair Baker Bloch.

Baker Bloch:

Where?

Carr.:

On the floor.

Baker Bloch:

No. I don’t see Elton John. Is he invisible to me only? Look around Hucka Doobie and Spongeberg Resident and tell me.

Spongeberg Resident (not looking):

I once met Elton John at a pollinating party.

Hucka D.:

The trap, again. Shut it.

Baker Bloch:

Carrcassonnee, we don’t see Elton John.

Carr.:

Oh, he’s here. He has Rock with him. A rock. The Rock. Do you know Rock?

Hucka D. (guessing):

Crocodile?

Carr.:

Yes, that and much more.

Baker Bloch (raising his hand):

Oh oh, I know it (!). *Owl* Rock.

Carr.:

Yes. I mean, no. It’s the other rock. The one you or your user inserted in Whitehead Crossing.

Spongeberg:

I’m a little confused about that. This is Baker Bloch obviously. But he’s also baker b. If so, then who is Baker Blinker? Are they two sides of one user or…

Baker Bloch:

I am basically the same as baker b. Baker Blinker is basically inactive.

Spongeberg:

So, basically, what you are saying…

Carr. (interrupting):

Is Hucka D. the same as Hucka Doobie? Of course he is. And so baker b. and Baker Bloch have fused in a similar way. This is a celebration, then. We have many things to celebrate. True weather is coming to Collagesity. Collagesity has been saved. Bracket Jupiter and Wilsonia Foxclaw won’t be coming back — oh, I suppose that’s a non-celebration. What do you call[ those things]?

Baker Bloch:

Wakes, perhaps.

Hucka D.:

Parties.

Carr.:

No, not parties Hucka Doobie. I know what a party is. It is a celebration as well.

Baker Bloch:

We should probably end soon. So what about the rock, Carrcassonnee? Is it an Elton John song, perhaps Crocodile Rock? Will he sing it for us?

Carr.:

It is Grey Seal.

Spongeberg (to Baker Bloch):

Duuh.

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Later that night, Elton John serenades Patty Peppermint with “Daniel”.

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Decision 02

Carr.:

I’ve sent for Hucka Doobie. He should be arriving… oh here he is.

(Hucka Doobie enters the building and sits down in a 3rd chair just rezzed.)

Carr.:

I’ve put the others to sleep, Hucka Doobie, so I can talk some personal things with you. How are you doing, by the way?

Hucka Doobie:

I’m fine Carrcassonnee. What’s all this about? I’ve never seen a crowd this large in Collagesity before (!).

Carr.:

No, and perhaps not again. At least until the next town meeting. Did you attend?

Hucka D.:

I couldn’t make it. Pollinating party over at Patty Peppermint’s.

Carr.:

I’ve heard that excuse [from you] before, Hucka Doobie.

Hucka D. (turning slightly red):

Sorry. So…

Carr.:

First off, Bottles, Hucka Doobie.

Hucka D.:

The woman that’s trying to kill me?

Carr. (not biting):

No. Actual bottles. *You* pulled them out of the ground.

Hucka D.:

I didn’t!

Carr.:

Shhh. You’ll wake up the other two. I guess you’ve heard the grumblings. Rumblings, I mean.

Hucka D.:

Yes. In my sleep. And then when I awake.

(Spongeberg wakes up.)

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Spongeberg:

Oh, hello Hucka. Didn’t hear you buzz in. Oh, the sleep thing. Good one Carrcassonnee. What did I miss?

Carr.:

Oh, we were just talking about Hucka Doobie’s new honey, weren’t we Hucka?

Hucka D.:

Sure.

Spongeberg:

Whatever happened to that Hurla Don’tbee? Heard she was a good ride.

Hucka D.:

Shut your trap.

Carr.:

… and the weather. We were talking about the weather weren’t we Hucka Doobie? The weather. The rumblings and the grumblings but mostly the grumblings. Rumblings I mean. Earlier, Hucka Doobie, Spongeberg and Baker Bloch and I were talking about the weather as well. We were speculating that real weather might even come to Collagesity now. Oh, and Spongeberg isn’t going to destroy the town. Isn’t that great news?

Hucka D.:

Absolutely.

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Carr.:

Well good, you’re all 3 awake now. Splendid. Just remember what I said, Hucka D. About the you know whats.

Hucka D.:

The rumblings.

Carr.:

The rumblings. Yes. The rumblings.

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Decision 01

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(joined in progress)

“… put the Elton John album behind me.”

bb:

I’m not sure I can, Carrcassonnee. I don’t own the land behind you. I’d have to link it with something else.

Carr.:

Spongeberg is coming. Time to make a decision.

bb (surprised):

Oh.

(Spongeberg Resident walks into the gazebo and sits down in a chair that Baker Bloch has politely rezzed).

Carr.:

Ahh, my two proud boys together.

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And Spider’s my third boy, aren’t you girl? Gooood Spider. Say hello to Spider, Spongeberg.

Spongeberg:

Hello Spider. Hello Baker Bloch. Hello Carrcassonnee. I have made a decision.

Carr.:

Have you made a decision?

Spongeberg:

Yes. The town can stay. For another month. I just wanted to get Baker Bloch out in the woods and thinking about Whitehead Crossing again.

Carr.:

*My* Whitehead Crossing.

Spongeberg:

Sure.

Baker Bloch:

I have some questions about The Crossing, actually.

Spongeberg:

First off, don’t call it that. It’s Whitehead Crossing. (then laughs) Just kidding. You can call it Bob or Joe for all I care. But it’s my home. Keep that in mind. Please.

Baker Bloch:

You still live in the teepee, then.

Spongeberg:

My teepee yes. Carrcassoneee built it for me there, or provided it for me to live in. I visit Second Life from The Crossing or Fred or Bob or whatever. That *place*. Now we must talk of Red Head.

Baker Bloch:

Okay.

Spongeberg:

Red Head is the present, but it’s more the future. I should know. I’ve been there.

Baker Bloch:

Am I there?

Spongeberg:

Yes. You build a cabin. Or you are provided with a cabin. But not the meth head cabin. See?

Baker Bloch:

Absolutely. But what about the same brand?

Spongeberg:

Let’s talk of the bottles. Hucka Doobie’s bottles. He has littered. The — woods aren’t happy. He didn’t litter but he did. The woods blame Hucka Doobie. You must save Hucka Doobie.

Baker Bloch:

Did Hucka Doobie build the teepee?

Spongeberg:

No. Of course not. He doesn’t have the hands. Anyway, that’s what we need to do next. A little bit of woods cleanup. Take a bucket. You’ve seen all this, however. Clean up the woods a bit and the woods will be grateful and talk more with you. But I know you know of Owl Rock now. That was set up — quite a long time ago, actually.

Baker Bloch:

I haven’t read the website I stole the image from.

Spongeberg:

You gave credit. That’s enough. It’s not anyone’s image to own. You don’t own Whitehead Crossing just because you take pictures of it.

Baker Bloch:

Fair enough. Can you speak more of Owl Rock?

(Just then, there was a rumble heard in the sky, as if it was answering instead of Spongeberg. Spongeberg looked confused as well. Carrcassonnee peered at each of us carefully.)

Spongeberg:

Sounds like rain.

Carrcassonnee:

Collagesity is saved. I suspect things have been altered because of it. Perhaps we will experience actual weather in the town now, who knows?

Spongeberg:

Who knows?

Baker Bloch:

Who does know?

(They all shrug at each other.)

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Whitehead Crossing, 01/01/16

I returned to Whitehead Crossing on Fri., following up on a visit the previous day already chronicled in this blog. I began to look anew at *everything* in the area. For example, is there something odd, or “beyond the natural”, about this cluster of tree trunks tucked in a western corner of the area? It’s a strange looking tangle.

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And what about this grouping of ribbed, low rocks nearby? Both of these border what I’ve called Rock’s Meadow before, named after the toy avatar that stars in Gene Fade’s projected movie “Fade to Moss” (When will it come out? *When* will it come out?!). Rock Meadows, the avatar in question, supposedly found a slipper belonging to his creator Sinclair The Maker next to these rocks. Also, as I’m recalling, these are called Rock’s Rocks, which makes them redundant.

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Rock’s Grave, another possibly unordinary object in The Crossing. Add it to the list. The odd thing is that it almost appears to float, since it is much narrower at ground level than at the top.

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Dead, red tree also at the edge of Rock’s Meadow. Appears to have a precisely rectangular chuck of it removed from this angle. But who did the removing? Nature? Let’s hope so.

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I was thinking about how one could call some of the queer things I’d already encountered this day in Whitehead X-ing “unnatural art” (and I was only at the western edge!) when I turned around in my tracks and saw this. When I thought about it more it became quite scary. This could be art, but perhaps not in a healthy way. But since humans obviously broke many branches to construct a stupid teepee this past summer in The Crossing, this could be their doings. Stupid humans.

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Another odd thing projecting from the ground — a flat piece of tree bark (front of dark tree). I tested it and found the bark to be firmly in the ground. Did someone *shove* it in, then. Again humans could be responsible. But also maybe not. It’s becoming more and more difficult to tell in oddity laden Whitehead Crossing.

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Projecting object from the side, along with neighboring Directional Rock.

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Is there something peculiar about these sprouts growing from a tree bordering Whitehead Brook? Probably not, but…

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Closeup of Edward’s Stone situated above Little Whitehead.

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Head of Little Whitehead, or its source, at least for today. I’ve never seen the stream come up this far, and, again, it’s rained heavily at times in Blue Mountain the past couple of weeks. No real mystery there. But check out the water line of the pool making up this source. Are you having a bit of trouble telling where the water ends and the air begins from this angle? If you’re confused, notice that the twig bending along the wall of the pool marks the exact line of this transition. Another freak’n optical illusion.

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Tree bordering the Comtemplation Loop. Interesting roots.

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I believe these plants might have sprouted due to the extremely warm winter weather we’ve been experiencing. Destined to die soon, poor little things.

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And then another shot of the stick above Owl Rock already talked about in the recent “Whitehead Crossing, 12/31/15 03” post. Actually, this day I had a harder time making out the Owl Face in the middle of the namesake rock, perhaps because it was cloudy instead of sunny. If I had discovered it the day after I did, I would have passed it by, not noting the obvious oddity. Perhaps odd in itself that it appeared one day and not the next. Again… who knows with this wacky place (!)

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I’ll have another batch of Whitehead Crossing photos to post soon. And also some deeper ideas to write out, I’m guessing.

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Owl Rock

More story here.

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Whitehead Crossing, 12/31/15 03

And here is Owl Rock itself below the wedged stick, illuminated by a flash from my camera. The important thing to notice here is the center. To me, an image pretty clearly emerges from it which I will call the Owl Man. A closer look at it can be found in the Owl Rock post just above, along with the closest online lookalike I could find, from Mike Clelland’s Hidden Experience blog. Then in researching his blog a bit more later on, found out he had just published *a book on Owl coincidences*. Hmmm. I soon detected several blocks of information merging here at this stone and its perceived, queer center.

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Moss on Grey Rock further north. No oddities here to report — just a nice image.

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Grey Seal with Grey Rock and topping or capping Seal Stone. Owl Rock is behind the larger tree closest to Grey Rock.

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The Green Turtle formation, known about for a number of years now LINK. Another classic Crossing oddity.

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Head of Little Whitehead stream. It’s unusual to find the source of the stream so far up; as I’ve stated before, it’s rained quite heavily at times lately in Blue Mountain.

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Looking down the length of Little Whitehead from near its source.

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Green Turtle again. So green!

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Moving above the formation, it starts looking more like a parrot than a turtle.

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In the same rock grouping is found what *might* be Edward’s Stone, and featured in another Falmouth collage (Falmouth 56).

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Whitehead Brook tumbling on the opposite side of the Emerald Ridge from Little Whitehead.

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Whitehead Crossing, 12/31/15 02

The Korean Channel’s dark and light dead hemlock trees again.

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The light one is shorter than the dark one. But still, such obvious pillars!*

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The banks of Whitehead Creek as it passes through the meat of The Crossing.

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What I call the 4 Sticks area of WH Crossing, the center of things seemingly. I have, however, cancelled any possibility of a toy happening here. More on that new development shortly. This picture specifically shows a woods phenomenon I’ve named the Pendulum Stick, which I discuss more in this older post. LINK I’m amazed it stayed put through the windy winter months.

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This day I also decided to “pocket” my Pocket Rock, a foreign input into The Crossing, and take it back home with me. Until now, I saw this as a possible center of centers. No longer. A white stain had formed on the rock, which I think is not bird poo, as the viewer of the photo may assume, but pine resin from the tree it lay under. That pine needle is really glued to the rock by it. I thought this more woodsy art by The Others, and a sign I should remove the stone from WH Crossing. I won’t go into details except to say that I seemed to be directed — to put a word on it — to insert the object into my similarly sized Starbucks coffee cup and take it out of the vicinity. WH Crossing, I’m realizing more and more, is a sacred space and it is not my position to impose on it with “foreign” art. I’ll obviously go more into that idea later, but here just reinforce that Pocket Rock is gone, and that the toys we see, for example, here LINK, will not return. And no marble race will come to The Crossing. Or junk. All the things that made the Bigfoot art happening on the edge of the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape so successful this past fall.

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White resin merges with white snow depicted on the cup.

Looking up Whitehead Stream toward the Cliffs of Dundee and Big Log, one of those classic Crossing shots. At one time in the past, little Winnie the Pooh rolled his honey cart across this log but was rejected from entering 4 Sticks by Old Zoso himself. The story is summarized in collage 43.5 of the Falmouth series.

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Seal Stone, the capping rock of the Grey Seal formation, of course.

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And now something new: the elevation of smaller, newly dubbed Owl Rock found at the base of Grey Rock/Grey Seal to WH Crossing weirdo status. In the below photo, you can only see an edge of the rock projecting from the bottom. The focus here is instead on a stick *wedged* into Grey Rock in a mossy area. This is unusual. This is unnatural, I believe. The stick was placed there to mark the importance of Owl Rock, I feel, which it passes directly over. I’m not going to mince my words as much any longer. Notice also, in this shot, lichen on Grey Rock above the wedged stick that appears somewhat like an eye, or maybe a bullseye.

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Whitehead Crossing, 12/31/15 01

The first shot comes not from Whitehead Crossing but Ashville, where I hiked around about 2 weeks ago. I won’t say exactly where — oh yes, I do have a fake name for the hill I trekked up and down. It’s called Hemp Hill, a potential center for an Ashville mythology. I’ll have more on this knob soon enough; just didn’t want to lose track of the particular photo of it below in the meantime. More on Ashville in this blog here. And I haven’t written about it in so long I forgot *its* true fake name, which is Middletown. Maybe a talk with Carrcassonnee about Middletown is in order. I seemed to have summarized my interactions with it through the Embarras collage series of Jan/Feb *last* year (can’t believe it’s 2016 already!), which contains many images from that city.

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Back to Whitehead Crossing, which I visited both Thursday (12/31) and Friday (1/1) for several hours apiece. And I might even return today and Sun. Of course, this particular area is heavily documented in both the present blog and the old Baker Blinker Blog, starting back in 2010 when I first explored it in general. There is little in the present pictures that hasn’t been documented before in terms of just photographing objects. But it seems when I go back I see things from a different angle, or, better, things *change*, almost of their own volition.

The first photo comes from the Korean Channel just south of Whitehead Crossing proper, depicting some bulbous weeds I thought interesting.

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Then we move to the two giant, dead hemlock trees that mark a sort of gateway into the area, acting like Boaz and Jachin pillars in their dark and light coloring respectively, and positioned on opposite sides of The Crossing’s central Green Stream. This would be in the middle of about a 100 foot straight run of the stream I call, simply enough, The Straightway, which traditionally begins and ends with two islands (Rocky I. and Cresent I.). I say “traditionally” here because the composition, shape, and even locations of the islands can change over time.

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The depression below Crocodile Rock is filled with water. It’s rained quite heavily in Blue Mountain at times during the past week. But often when I visit Whitehead Crossing, it’s dry around this rock.

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Another shot of the dark and light hemlock trees surrounding Green Stream.

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The Welcome Matt stone, which acts as a set with Crocodile Rock, along with another stone bordering Green Stream called Eagle Rock (I think). All 3 are about equal in terms of surface size, and also lie on the same general line approximately equidistant from each other. I’ll have to remember to take a measuring tape out there sometime to find exact distances.

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We step up from Welcome Matt, and what’s called Matland in general at the top of the Korean Channel, to revisit Whitehead Crossing’s stick teepee next, something built by the hands of unknown others just this past June. I don’t think the structure been used for much of anything since it was constructed, and certainly it was never weatherproofed. I initially feared that someone, perhaps a student at the local collage, would simply move in the teepee for the summer and perhaps longer. But it never happened, and now we just have a useless shell of a thing. I’ve even contemplated knocking the teepee down, but that might bring some kind of bad karma. You have to be careful about altering the nature of the area. The *builders* of the teepee might have “sinned”, but I didn’t want to compound their errors by making judgements of my own.

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Second Life’s Spongeberg Resident, crazily enough, claims to have lived in this teepee for a period of time as well. In fact, I think he might still believe he stays there. Is it true? Again I’ll have to ask Carrcassonnee the next time we speak, perhaps later on tonight. She’s back from her trip to Nautilus City, as I understand.

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If Spongeberg in fact lives there, this would be his view across Matland from just outside the teepee. The 3 rocks mentioned before are basically in line with each other in this view, with Welcome Matt at the bottom of the photo, Crocodile Rock beneath the small, dead hemlock near the picture’s center, and Eagle Rock unseen beneath a stream bank in the background. I suppose this could be called Three Rock Line or The Line of Three Rocks, then.

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Stepping up from Matland and Welcome Matt into the teepee and Whitehead Crossing proper would symbolically be very similar to Elton John stepping up into the yellow brick road on the cover of his Goodbye Yellow Brick Road album.

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Baker Bloch’s Letter

Dear Spongeberg,

Please don’t destroy Collagesity. It has taken me a considerable amount of time and effort (and a *little* bit of money!) to get to this point in my virtual town creation. I am still able to exhibit all of my collages in various galleries within the town, even though I’ve produced over 150 more in the last 3 years to add to the 100 in the Art 10×10. There’s more a one to one match between series and gallery structure, almost right off the bat, with Fal Mouth Moon and its 61 piece Falmouth series being a prime example. I anticipate more collages to come in the next year, two, three. I need this town for future exhibits. I cannot just start over.

Pietmond, my first virtual village, came during a period in Second Life when object return times on abandoned land could still be set to zero. That meant I could abandon land and retain the objects I had created on it. Through this, I was able to line Pietmond in the Otaki Gorge sinkhole with protective parcels containing structures and vegetation — really, a small forest surrounded the bottom of the sink and the town. I could also move objects onto this land after abandonment except for linden vegetation. It was a unique situation. It has been a struggle to re-create towns that I am pleased about *without* resorting to a jump up in Linden tier since then. Sometime in the first part of 2013 I believe, the rules for abandoned land were changed. Objects left behind were now automatically returned to the owner after a certain period of time expired, usually a week at most. This means that you have to own land in order to retain objects on it. You can still place objects on abandoned land but they could not be part of the parcel prims. They had to be prims assigned to your own land, slyly placed in an adjacent property. There are still a certain amount of objects now in Collagesity that actually lie on abandoned land, but they count against my prim allotments.

On the other side is the really handy prim to convex hull conversion for Second Life objects that’s come along in the meantime, saving a lot on land impact. I would estimate that the prims needed to create the present state of Collagesity might have to be increased by 1/4 or even more without this new option. So advantages have been taken away, but new advantages have been put in place.

In order to create an actual living, breathing Collagesity, I feel I need, at minimum, 8704 square meters of land, maxing out a 40 dollar monthly tier payment. I have that in Minoa. This might be hard to find in another spot in Second Life. In addition to this, I find it really handy to have just a *bit* over this, and in Minoa’s case I rent the land for the row of structures that include the Red Umbrella gallery and the old Norum gallery. I’m not sure if I *have* to have this rental for it all to work, but it’s certainly convenient that it’s adjacent to my Minoa land and available for use.

Then there’s the Rubi Woods. You have to look far and wide to find a similarly protected woodland of Linden design. The pine oriented Kerchel Forest is one, but that’s on the oldest continent and I haven’t seen land for sale directly bordering it in a number of years. Then there’s the Punic Woods, recently reinvestigated by Baker Bloch of course. You know this option. But I would point out, in that case, the disadvantage of Nautilus City properties. True, you have double the prims on any 1024 you rent, but that’s not as necessary now with the prim to convex hull option. And you still have to pay double what you would for an ordinary 1024. What might be better is a *larger* parcel with *half* the allotted land impact at *half* the cost. In this scenario, a 4096 with half the prim allotment would cost the same as a 1024 with double the prim allotment. You would have space to spread out.

So with all this in mind, let me beg of you to not destroy Collagesity in the coming month at least. Give me a little more time to figure out the next big step beyond the Boos gallery. The town is still progressing, still developing. I will rouse the townspeople to action. Let me outline some plans; more will be added later:

* expansion of the town library to include books generated from the Baker Blinker and Frank and Herman Einstein blogs.
* continued expansion of the World of Collage gallery.
* development of the town museum now housed in Castle Jack.
* reinstatement of the TILE Temple.

These are just things off the top of my head. Collagesity has great possibilities for growth. Currently I have over 300 prims freed up to work with. The town should not die at this point. You still get great bang for the bucks.

Respectfully,
Baker Bloch (baker b.)

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Sic(k)

On Friday night, December 31st, Spongeberg Resident was standing before the townspeople of Collagesity, imploring them to give reasons for him to *not* destroy it and them with it. It was slightly in the future, but I saw it through the vortex that had been opened in the meantime.

“The tower of Shiny Hare is a reason for the town to keep existing,” he continued. “Baker Bloch’s ‘Uncle Meatwad’ is a reason. The budding love of youngsters Cardboard Derek Jones and Lisa The Vegetarian Simpson is as good a reason as any. I’m all for true love. But in my heart of hearts, I still think the cons outweigh the pros. The town is too expensive to run. Even with the oh so handy prim to convex hull conversion to decrease land impact.”

“Who are you?” raised a voice in the back of the crowd. It was Furry Karl, who had arrived late for the meeting due to his longer walk from the Hole in the Wall bar.

“I am called Spongeberg Resident, and I am a destroyer by nature. There are hundreds upon hundreds of residents in this Second Life, but I am *The* Resident. Carrcassonnee is unique as well. I stand in for her at this meeting, as I explained earlier Fuzzy Jim (Spongeberg attaches a wrong name to Furry Karl here). She is meeting with forest representatives at Nautilus City, and I’ll go ahead and tell you that she’s making plans to move *some* of you — along with *some* of the town — back over there if I make the choice I think I’ll make. So it’s up to you, the citizens of Collagesity, to make a difference. Send me your essays (earlier, Spongeberg had asked each person at the meeting to send him at least a two page report on why Collagesity should be saved). Send in the reasons. I’ll debate. The chance of destruction is 70-30 right now. Carrcassonnee has allowed me to do what I wish here. She actually can’t keep me from my job even if she thought otherwise. Yet I am not a mean deity. I am a kind destroyer. I usually nibble around the edges — a church here, a gazebo there. But I feel in this case it is best for all of you to enter another life together. A life that doesn’t involve Second Life.”

“I haven’t seen the required film,” chipped in flatty Fox Mulder, who, as usual, was standing side by side with partner Dana Skully. “Can we still see it? That might make us, as a town, feel better about where we’re going, where it’s all heading.”

“You had your chance,” replied Spongeberg levelly. “Baker Bloch was at the beach all last week and you all just sat around doing nothing. You are so lazy. I’m asking you to work now for your town. Okay, okay, I’ll allow you to see the film if you wish. “Uncle Meatwad” is currently loaded up at the Collagesity Theatre but I’ll ask Baker Bloch to reload the Grand Theft Auto video from Tube World [sic].” He tapped his face, as if deciding on something. “You sicken me,” he then tacked on to end his speech. He stepped down from the podium on the second floor of the town diner and made his way through the grumbling crowd toward the teleporter. But when reaching it, he just disappeared in that cloud of black particles again.

I pulled back from the vortex. Carrcassonnee was by my side. “You have only 1 day to change things,” she said. “I have to leave for Nautilus City. Things are pretty much set in stone, but stone can be molded in time as well. A bit. It’s all pretty plastic given enough time. Which you have little of. Goodbye and good luck!”

Carrcassonnee teleported to Nautilus City, leaving me with Spider and Lisa. I knew Lisa wouldn’t be making that date in the diner tomorrow, since Carr. animates her. Poor Cardboard Derek Jones. He won’t understand any of this.

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