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post-perfection

“So you see Campbell O’Pine. Here at the edge of Misacs, for instance, we also have the beginning of the end of Our Second Lyfe. That gain in elevation over there in, let’s see (Sidechick checks his inworld map), Bushchat, is more than just that. It gives us perspective upon the basically flat 8×8 of the themed house regions preceding it, The Perfection. With the essentially endless repetition of these houses beyond, the Linden peoples are drilling in the message that Our Second Life is not the be all end all of virtual reality. More is around the bend. And that’s where the Corrigan statues come into play, especially the Queen’s. Are you ready?”

“Sure.”

“Let me go find her and then I’ll teleport you over.”

“All right.”

—–

It takes a little bit for Sidechick Corea to come across the Corrigan Queen. He first stumbles upon the multicolored iris eyes originally noted by core avatar Baker Bloch over 8 years ago.

He then spots the Queen behind him. “I’ll just teleport Campbell over now so that he can walk with me toward her.”

—–

“It’s fascinating, Campbell. The body of the Queen lies in Pixy but her arm and the blueish orb she holds extends over into Corrigan. But we call her the Corrigan Queen because of all the other stuff in that sim, like the eyes you just saw.”

“And then the flat Queen. Is that the proper way to put it?”

“Good enough. But I want you to think about that blue orb almost direct above your head. In fact, let’s just fly up there to take a closer look.”

—–

“Remarkable, Campbell O’Pine. Ellen is right. I think this orb *has* to be you in some form.”

—–


The Corrigan “Flat Queen”.

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threesome two

“Do you remember who was beside Karoz Blogger over there, Campbell?”

“Um… Baker?”

“That’s very good. But do you remember which Baker?”

“Err. Bloch?” the blue being guesses incorrectly.

“No,” responds Sidechick Corea gently. “That would be Baker Blinker, who is married to Karoz.” He checks the sun, then quickly looks down at his watch while shaking off educational mode. “Dear Lord,” he cries. “I forgot about Baker! He’s maybe been waiting, oh jeez, *3* hours! School’s over, Campbell O’Pine. I have to get over to the Threesun sim. Pronto!”

—–

“Where’ve you been, Sidechick? After-school Care? I was dying down there, you know.”

“I’m *so* sorry.”

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all a board

“If you get confused or lost, Campbell, we’ll go ahead and design this as a place you can come to achieve clarity. Now I’ll go ahead and sit beside you since I’m already here. I’m Bracket Jupiter.”

“Hi Bracket,” speaks Campbell O’Pine cordially. “Nice to greet you.”

“So logically that places Spongeberg beside you on the other side. Spongeberg is currently playing the role of your Mmmmmm cousin Grassy Noll. Remember to call him Grass as much as possible. Last seen: getting stoned with Wheeler who is now The Bill. We’ll get to her in a minute. So we’ll seat Grassy who is Spongeberg beside you, since you’re kind of partners. Grassy, can you change into your base character just so Campbell will know what it looks like.”

“Sure.” He changes.

“And I’ll do the same.”

“So here we are,” Bracket says. “Let’s spread it out a little further. Beside me would be Wheeler we spoke about before. She plays a variety of characters but we’ll place her here in the base or core form again. And then beside Spongeberg we have Karoz Blogger — we’re getting into the older souls now of the blog, Campbell.”

“Okay. Hi Wheeler. Hi Karoz.”

Jointly: “Hello.”

“And then beside them we have The Bakers: Baker Bloch next to Wheeler over there, and then Baker Blinker sitting beside Karoz Blogger. Baker Blinker and Karoz are married — you guys are married still?”

“Yes,” they answer in unison. No stares were directed toward Wheeler.

“Baker Blinker and Baker Bloch,” Bracket continues, “are the owners of Collagesity. We’ll visit there soon for further orientation. But for now you must remain in Nascera. *Don’t* go back to New Island. Don’t get lost again.”

“Alright.” But both knew he would.

“And then to round out the circle we have resident blog spirit Hucka Doobie sitting directly opposite you. This is her classic bee form, but she’s refined it a bit now. Would you like to show us, Hucka?”

“Not right now,” the bee person requests.

“Since Hucka most understands among us about getting lost, she’s going to take you under her wing, Campbell.” Awkward pause here, then Bracket realizes his mistake. “Aww, I subconsciously made a bee joke. I’m sorry, Hucka. I know you’ve changed.”

“I have.”

“Are you sure you wouldn’t like to show us how much you’ve changed now? Just for more orientation. It’s important Campbell here knows.”

“Very well.”

“And I can hide my antennae under my hair if needed,” she furthers.

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fish inna water

I think Aquarium Guy might have found a home in Bluebells, Nascera.

Another satisfied customer!

Meanwhile, in nearby Kolbird…

“Do you understand what you have to do, Campbell?”

“Not really.”

“Good.”

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centre

Sidechick Corea appears from behind. “Magus Ellen,” he speaks formally. “The blue boy Opp is here.”

“Great, great. That’s really great.” He pulls the ice cream cone from his pocket and takes a thick, satisfying lick. ” Yes, put him in the middle of all this and I’ll be there shortly. Quick stop over at Iris first.”

“Very well, sire.” Sidechick Corea takes his leave to execute Rey Wisa’s orders.

—–

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“When in Rome”

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X-ed

Campbell O’Pine enters Pipewold a boy…

… but comes out a man.

What is this place?

He *might* make it back, Robot Derak Jones thinks from the other side of the “X” while enjoying the alone time. We’ll see. Had to be done at any rate, he justifies.

RDJ then turns his thoughts to when Baker Blinker might be arriving on his side of New Island.

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alternate timeline

There he is in person, the hiding Axis thinks excitedly. Famed SL explorer Baker Bloch, about to pass into Elderglen and exit Fern. This is my chance!

Then in the Elderglen Infohub, Baker Bloch was again surprised, this time by the clear indication that famed SL explorer Magellen Linden had already visited the newly risen Nascera continent.

On the opposite wall, a frog with an interesting golden orb placed in front of it.

Baker tries his hand at playing a lute sitting on a stage in the corner of the Infohub’s main room. To his complete surprise, he subsequently strums a beautiful, complex tune of short duration. Ahh, but it must just be the magic of the place, and not any latent talent showing through.

A man walks into the infohub. Baker’s complex music grinds to a halt.

Baker watches him pass straight through the infohub, not glancing toward him, and exiting through the back door.

Baker follows…

… but there was no one on the back porch. From its northwest corner Baker then spies the broken teleporting machine — one day too early.

Axis’ plan had worked! The black king strikes again.

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dark triad

One by one, the Clemscott holiday deities Santa God, Halloween Jack, and Melvin exited their decorated, semi-decorated, and undecorated castles in the sky and made their way into the Nascera related Wizard Retreat of the same plane, never to be seen or heard from again.

Eventually, a man formed in their place, the great 3-n-1. Axis was his name, a person of many faces. One of those faces was called JERRY.

He came out of the Wizard Retreat into a brave new world: Nascera. The date: December 22, 2009.

Oops! Give him several more hours and he’s over there for sure. “Sorry about that!” he apologies to the reader or readers. “Just warming up, you know.”

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mayberries

“Well *we’re* a fine pair of lost souls, Robot Derak Jones.”

“Be quiet, Campbell. I’m trying to figure out what went wrong.”

“Opp, please,” the blue boy demanded again.

“Opp, Campbell, Opie, Thelma Lou, whatever.”

He read well into the night while the Mmmmmm dozed outside in the warm New Island clime. Peace and quiet at last.

But no mention of Pervimus and the resurrection yet.

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