“If we keep focusing on Nautilus I think we’ll be okay, W. The link with Iowa.”
“Successful,” concludes the other. She seemed happy for a change. Or at least happier. Maybe the change of scenery did her good.
—–
“Where to, Hucka? Post, Texas?”
“Next post for sure, ha. Have you peed yet?”
“Forgot, sorry.”
“Get on back in there, then.”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0202, Bay City/Nova Albion, Crisp Sea, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Sansara, Wild West
“Shall we?”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0117, Bay City/Nova Albion, Google Street View, Iowa, Sansara
Baker Bloch hiding behind a big potted plant at the rental plaza, just trying to get an idea of who passes through these here parts. None spotted in the time he was there.
Just dummies around.
He’d missed the appearance of Ruby — Alien version — by a country mile, let’s say. Despite the lack of pavement where the Black Lake Bunch usually hang out in the Chicken Pen, Jen had covered her dusty, dirty tracks well, with lady of the night Nancy Pantsy doing her part 02. I recall little Alysha listening to it all from her own hiding place in The Burro, another alley across from the first. And Dogg… who could forget Dogg? I didn’t.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0116, Google Street View, Nautilus, New Mexico, NORTH, Slaashsides
“Good to see you again, Ruby.”
“Good to see you, Baker B.”
“I — didn’t expect to see you here. But, then again, I don’t expect to see anyone anywhere anytime.”
“Surprises, I know. All around.”
“Yes.”
“What do you wish to know tonight? To close.”
“Thank you. How about Nautilus to start. It seems super important still.”
YES… MAYBE… NO.
“Interesting, and how about Iowa?”
YES, YES, YES.
“How about that, Ruby. Iowa.”
“Yes.”
“And the transition from Nautilus to Iowa?”
YES.
“How will this take place?”
The planchette moves to the center of the board. Stops. Circles a bit. Stops. Circles a little. Stops.
“Center, then?”
Circles a bit. Stops.
“Is this Fife?”
“I’m picking up something about automatic writing,” interjects Ruby at this point. “Someone is drawing something.”
“Okay. I maybe see where this is going.”
“A *spirit*, yes. Summoned by a *witch*.”
“That’s you!” Baker Bloch exclaimed, then saw it manifest beside them.
“Inter-resting,” spoke Ruby to end.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0111, 0112, Iowa, Lands End, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Wild West
Earlier:
“Thanks for letting me go first, Wheeler. I appreciate it.”
“Outta my way, BLEHHHH. Sorry!”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0111, Lands End, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Wild West
“Tell me about the tree, W.”
“This is it!”
—–
“Ah, yes. I see: TILE again.”
“Markings.”
“Of the modern?”
—–
“Another gallery on Nautilus, W. A new one. Left leaning,” he added, looking at the inworld map.
“This is me.”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0110, Lands End, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Wild West
Waiting for the go cart race to begin. Excited whispers of Petty all around. Or is it Ketty? Who’s Ketty? Baker Bloch asks himself upon honing in on a name.
Ah yes, *Ketty* he remembers at the next stop in the Amusement Park after throwing up the entirety of his veggie burger eaten earlier that day. Wheeler soon followed suit — all over her man suit. The he sets them up she knocks them down situation continues…
The 2 88’s in back: fine.
“You okay?”
“*You* okay?” Wheeler returned, seeing more green around them than red afterwards.
Baker Bloch set his jaw straight. “We’ve got to get to Ketty before he gets to us.”
“Again!” Big breath. “Let’s just get out of *here*.”
“Okay.”
The 88’s volunteered to clean up but Wheeler thought that was beneath their job description. After performing the task anyway, they pointed out the word *custodians* in the 1st sentence of their contract.
(to be continued?)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0104, Lands End, Lower Austra, Nautilus, Wild West
“I miss Baker Blinker,” confesses Baker Bloch to Wheeler afterwards. The story was interesting fer sure. Morgan, pheh. Tess… hypercube. Wormhole again! They were indeed connected, like two particles that act as one over a distance. But not the 2 Bakers, queerly enough. Not any more. Wheeler had usurped.
—–
“Are you ready to order?” Peter Soso, back from a watery grave or something. So hard to remember some of the characters, or at least their backstories. So many now. Must simplify. I’ll make it a 2022 resolution. But the presence of Soso here was already complicating matters. He was blunt. He was not in the mood to chit chat. He probably didn’t even remember me, if we’d ever met. I looked into his merman eyes, scanning for recognition. I remember him being with Prissy, a mer-creature like himself. But then…
“I’ll have a hamburger,” said Wheeler across from me. “Extra blood.”
Disgusting. “Veggie burger for me.” In tandem, like I said. I set them up she bowls them over. Again and again.
“Very well, sir.” He turned to Wheeler. “And sir.” He took our menus and made his way back to the kitchen down the pier to place the orders.
Well he obviously doesn’t remember *you*, I thought about Wheeler. Along with her “man suit”, she was wearing her flip style hair tonight, which made me start thinking of Baker Blinker. Tag team wrestlers they were, at least at one point in time: Flip and Magika Bean. I had to ask. But first there was the little matter of her Morgan story.
(to be continued)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0102, HANA LEI
“I found something, W.”
“I did too (!). You go first.”
“Wellll.” STOP
START “You know how the last photo-novel ended in 256, when Norris, aka Harry finished downloading the entire Red Room, as Casey One Hole entered and saw his own Ass — edness.”
“Yeahhh?”
“I found the continuation. It’s a wormhole.”
“Funny.”
“How?”
“Not hahaha but hmmm… kind of funny.”
“Kind of funny or fully funny, in a hmmm way?”
“Do you want me to continue or not?”
what B., aka Baker Bloch found
“Okay your turn, W.”
“Oh, mine’s nothing in comparison. Really (!).”
“Try me.” Baker Bloch knew they worked better in tandem than separately. She’d found something.
“Okay (!). If you insist.”
“Just put a picture in the blog like I did. In this post.”
“What post?”
“You know what post.”
“I Don’t Know, hahaha.”
“Hmmm.”
“I know. I’m delaying. But for a reason.”
“*Where* did you find this? How about that to begin.”
“Morgan.”
(to be continued)
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0031, 0101, HANA LEI, Mountain Lake, Omega
“We should end here. On this Heart Line. Mind if I join you?” she then requested via im. I sent her a teleport invite, but she didn’t land in the right spot. She was over her head in lava.
“Huckaaaa!!!!!”
—–
And so we finish just like Paul Panther did. Our hero, or heroine in this case, consumed by a fiery volcano. But sacrifice for a greater good again, I suppose, “bad” guys chopped up like suey with his surfboard.
“Bazoooo!!!!!”
Then after the fall, NY Cop scrambles over the rocks at the top and assumes attack position.
“Alright, everybody freeze!!!!!”
Everything’s going to be okay.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0030, 0705, Heterocera
Sunklands 