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decisions

“Urbane Blue by Phillip Jeffries, Baker Bloch, er, Pitch Darkly.”

“I see it. I see it very clearly. Laggy in here tonight. Isn’t it?”

“Yes,” replies Bill/Wheeler plainly. “Do you have to go back to Darkly Manor to prepare food in the next couple of minutes? Do you have a moment — 15 minutes, say — for a chat Mr. Mary?”

“Sure.”

“But the pattern — it’s the Black Lodge floor again, even.

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And this is *not* the origin of the name Urbane Blue.”

“Bracket’s playing Sandy Beech, eh?” Pitch says, half to himself. “Good for him. Found a way to work him into the story. But *you*…” He turns.

Bill/Wheeler shrugs. “I was all set to play Doris Drone as Jill MacGill but then Chloe Price just showed up. Now it’s up in the air. Who do *you* think won the role, Pitch Darkly? I assumed Jill won it, the second actress in that last post. But maybe she overdid it. Maybe Chloe won with her more soft spoken mannerisms.”

“I assumed the opposite. Chloe instead of Jill.”

“Hmmm.”

“Sandy Beech obviously knows who won the part. Maybe we should check back with him tonight. Is Bracket available?”

“Of course.”

—–

“Blue roses at the entrance. Blue policeman — hi Derek.”

“Hello Mr. Beech. Nice evening isn’t it?”

“Certainly is.”

“You gonna explore Smithy’s House?” asked the beat cop. “Not finished yet, though. Don’t even know who’s going to play Smithy, I don’t believe.”

“No I don’t think so.” Sandy then thinks: And that’s not the only role still up in the air.

—–

Who’s Mary? Sandy Beech ponders while trying unsuccessfully to sit on the only provided furniture of the house.

—–

“Oh, that reminds me,” Pitch exclaims, suddenly popping up out of the suave chair. “I’ve got to get home to Mary!”

“Suit yourself. But at least we know,” she called to his receding figure.

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Post New

“Well it’s working for me Wheeler Wilson. Or are you The Bill still here in this new work?”

“The Bill,” Wheeler Wilson answered. “Sorry again to call you over. The interwebs just wasn’t pulling up for me tonight.”

“No prob. Good we talk and keep up with each other every so often. We are the two chief avatars after all, with 90% of the stuff. Bracket Jupiter is running a distant third at, say, 5%?”

“I wouldn’t give him even that. But I miss him still. Where is he now, Baker Bloch? New Eden?”

“We can allow him to become part of the story again if you wish.”

“I’m having *loads* of fun, but…”

“We can do that,” Baker Bloch reinforced, turning over in his mind how that could work.

“Roger Pine Ridge,” spoke Wheeler Wilson, trying to similarly figure out a solution. “Could Bracket play…?”

“I don’t think so. Roger is a composite being. Composite avatar. He — let’s say he wishes to become one of the core avatars — one of us.”

“Hmmm.”

“Let’s bring him in. I’ve got to change back to Pitch Darkly and fix Mary’s supper now. She doesn’t like leftovers.”

“Alright.”

Baker Bloch paused, staring at the map again before them.

“It makes total sense that the focus on New Island shifts over to Fisher’s Island to its left.”

Or its right, Bill/Wheeler thought, looking as if from behind… inside. 1/2 and 1/2.

—–

“Darn! It’s not working again.” She turned to her new guest.

“I almost forgot how to get a hold of you, Roger. Peter Soso,” she repeated his core avatar name for memory purposes. “Soso, Soso…”.

“Sooooooo,” Roger interrupted on beat. “Are you ready to hear my pitch?”

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Sunklands Admin Team interview Baker B. re Collagesity 01

SAT:

Hi Baker B. Welcome to the interview.

Baker B.:

Thank you. And: thank you.

SAT:

We are you after all.

Baker B.:

Right. State your first question worker (smile).

SAT:

How did all this Collagesity stuff start? Second Lyfe… Collagesity. Don’t go into details. Just the general, just the mundane.

Baker B.:

2008 for Second Life, er, Second Lyfe. 2010 for the first virtual town, which was called Pietmond. Collagesity evolved from Pietmond — started 2014. Is that general enough?

SAT:

Thank you. Your first avatar was a woman. Your second avatar was a man. Yet both are named Baker. Please explain if you can — again succinctly.

Baker B.:

I actually can’t remember why I chose a woman as my first avatar. My RL wife decided to be a man (inworld), so I guess that had a role. She was what you could call a very prudish looking woman (with long white dress and un-accentuated features). At the same time, my RL wife’s avatar looked much like David Bowie.

SAT:

The woman’s name was Baker Blinker, the man’s Baker Bloch. Just clarifying here. I understand that Baker Bloch gradually took over responsibilities from Baker Blinker and became your chief or main avatar. How and when did this take place?

Baker B.:

Oh, probably after our move to mainland and I purchased my first land from the Lindens directly. The Lindens own and run the Second Lyfe world. Or, I should say, Second Life there, since I’m talking about them now. And Baker Blinker — perhaps hard to believe — was getting a bit of griefing (as a woman) on mainland that she didn’t have in the less crowded Estate (non Linden owned land of the game). So when Baker Bloch, not Baker Blinker, bought the first mainland land for our “family” (of avatars), in Rubi and very near where I still “live” virtually — Collagesity that is — then that was really the beginning of the end for Baker Blinker as the main avatar. She’s made a big revival in the Collagesity novels more recently. She even got married (!).

SAT:

Karoz Blogger, yes. Describe how they met and then the progression from there to marriage and beyond. I understand they had some rocky patches to work through. Perhaps these are still going on?

Baker B.:

Yes, I don’t think I’m giving away much of a plot when I — we — say the two characters got married rather early in the Collagesity novels as they stand so far. It was a big event, along with them getting together — falling for each other — in the first place. The latter event took place in the exact center of the first Collagesity novel, which we’ll, for simplicity’s sake, call Collagesity Novel 01, although the actual title is “Collagesity 2015-2016 Winter”.

SAT:

Describe how this took place.

Baker B.:

Karoz just looked around and realized one day that he was attracted to Baker Blinker, where before she was just an acquaintance — one of the family, if you will. But this went beyond family. Baker Bloch and Baker Blinker, for instance, never had this kind of attraction to each other, although at least Baker Blinker might have wanted it at one point. Instead they are more brother and sister — closer than brother and sister, since they have a common user. They can finish each other’s thoughts because they are the same; that kind of closeness. Closer than married couples who are close in many ways.

SAT:

Cool. How about Hucka Doobie? I know he is the guiding spirit of the blog, and one that Baker B. — you — relied on a lot for sage advise, at least before the Collagesity novels started kicking in. Can you describe your relationship to him, and what changed about the character during the course of the novels?

Baker B.:

Hucka D. has a definite backstory. He was formerly Charles Nelson Blinkerton, a New Mexico artist from New York who was always one beat behind the current artistic trends. So when Pop Art was around, Blinkerton was still a surrealist and abstract expressionist. When Pop Art yielded to more postmodern concerns, Blinkerton trailed again and took up practicing the basically obsolete form just mentioned. He died on (or near) the top of Burro Mtn. in New Mexico of a heart attack in 2008 at the age of 98, I believe. His soul went into the already prepared body of Hucka Doobie in Our Second Lyfe, then. But the melding created a fusion of personalities, since Hucka Doobie was already established a bit in this world. It wasn’t just Blinkerton taking over a body.

SAT:

Hucka Doobie is the 3rd avatar you, the user, created, and the first beyond The Bakers male and female.

Baker B.:

Yes. And I should add that in the Collagesity novels it is revealed that Hucka Doobie is a woman and not a man, or transformed into a woman from a man at the least. She is continuing to morph away from her purely bee (shaped) start, and currently looks much like David Bowie’s widow Iman, a strong black woman in the modelling industry. Kind of strange… and she seems more trapped in Second Lyfe than ever through this more human form and unable to go back to spirit form, let’s say.

SAT:

Interesting. Let’s see, now we have Wilsonia, the 4th avatar. I’m just reviewing the chapters of “Where are We on That?…” in order.

Baker B.:

Right. Wilsonia was never developed, really, although she has a point of origin: Otherland (Estate land again). But in the novels she becomes Wheeler Wilson — or, sometimes, Wilson Wheeler — certainly a very important character there.

SAT:

How did this (development) come about?

Baker B.:

She absorbed, I guess, the feminine half of the spectrum — from Baker Blinker at the end (during Collagesity Novel 02). Baker Bloch is now the primary male avatar and Wheeler Wilson the female one. So it is appropriate earlier this year that Baker Blinker sells her chunk of Collagesity to Wheeler Wilson. But Wheeler Wilson is multiple avatars now, as is Baker Bloch. Baker Blinker, Karoz Blogger, Hucka Doobie and the rest: not so much. Like I said, Baker Bloch and Wheeler Wilson are the great male-female duality now. Bracket Jupiter is also around.

SAT:

Topic for another night. Good night.

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ending 01

“Don’t you guys watch anything but MTV?” complained Bill/Wheeler good-naturedly.

“I’m telling you Queen Bill.”

“Bill, please. Or The Bill. Whichever.”

“You were sitting *right* there when you told me we had to move our trailer here to Rubi. Well, not in that chair, but the chair I use to have over in Obscure.”

Bill tested the springs again a little. “Yeah, I’m really sorry about this furniture — we’ll get you a better chair. And the toilet in the living room!

Unacceptable. I’ll get Clyde the town fixit man out here as early as I can. He’s working on the pipes of the Oo’d Church this weekend. But we’ll get him out here asap.”

“The dining room set is nice,” states Angus Nuffin, attempting to paint a brighter picture of their situation than Bill.

“No, this is my responsibility. I’m early in my rulership. I’ll right the wrong.”

“Okay, that’s great Bill. We really appreciate it. Now… back to that night you visited me in Obscure…”

—–

“She just doesn’t remember it,” Angus complains to his daughter Ragdoll later on while sitting at the dining table. “And I don’t know how to jog her memory. She’s new at her job — *I’m* new at this. Indigo can *hypnotize* with the best, but unhypnotizing someone like Bill (he was going to say, “as stubborn as” but decided on “like” here) — not as easy as I, we, supposed.”

Ragdoll listened intently. “Then maybe The Diagonal itself should wake her up. Indigo could take her on a walk in the woods…” She paused, thinking of a better idea. “Or…”

“Obviously, Obscure is no good, since we moved the trailer from there because of the lowered energy.”

Ragdoll remained patient, knowing her beloved father was under a lot of pressure right now to bring back Bill’s memories. “What I was going to say,” she continued in her kind way, “is that we should take her to a particular place on The Diagonal. But not Obscure.”

“Right, right. Sorry I interrupted you there.” Distracted by a sound behind him, Angus looked at the clock. 2:01 in the morning. “We better get some sleep. Looks like Indigo is staying in the woods again tonight. Good for her! I couldn’t ask for 2 more dedicated daughters to the cause. Pot-D forever!”

“Pot-D forever!” echoed Ragdoll almost as enthusiastically.

“Before you turn in, sweetie, let’s take one more look at your brand new alternate self.”

“Okay, but only if you change in turn,” replied Ragdoll sweetly.

“Alright, Zero. On the count of 3, then. 1…2…”

“You look great, Ragdoll.”

“Shirley, please. When I’m in this form.”

“Of course.” Angus/Sid watched Ragdoll/Shirley scratch again. “But we have to give you something for those fleas, birthday girl.”

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switcher

“You see, it’s so peaceful in here compared to your church.”

“My *former* church. I’m with you all the way, Pitch darling,” Mary whispered back to her vampire husband. “Martha Lamb’s just gone plain *loco* with these urges of hers…. exposed for what she really is if you ask me.”

“Precisely. The Cult of Oo’d always admits such urges and encourages their uses. Cheese blocks them out. But cheese *is* the urges.”

“Can’t see what’s right in front of you.”

“Right.”

Bill, the Queen of Collagesity, finished up her rant and turned toward the victim. It was always the same ritual.

“Don’t kill me, sir, er, ma’am,” the bound clown begged. “I have so much to live for!”

—–

“Oops! That was really a squirter, Pitch, haha!”

But then suddenly loud talking Mary, all eyes upon them, turned red herself from embarrassment.

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daydream

“Okay. But it was definitely Smelly Santy. You remember — from the Mission. The eggs, Bill. They must have killed him (!). The Bennington experiments.”

“Nasty place. Even I would admit that.”

“Dwayne, a complaint from the customer at Table D.”

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fired

Angus Nuffin was happy. He knew this would be his last night as a chef at Perch Restaurant. Last piece of tuna in the fridge — everything was set up. Yes, there’s his supervisor Dwayne coming round the corner after taking The Bill’s order.

“Nuffin, this is a *very* special customer. One grilled tuna for the new queen of Collagesity, *lightly* cooked.”

“Coming up boss.”

“And *don’t* sit around on the appliances if you’re not cooking. *Clean* or something.”

“Right you are boss.” Nuffin nimbly hops off the dishwasher and heads to the fridge.

—–

“All right Dwayne you bastard,” Angus mutters under his breath. “Just move along so that I can burn this baby to an utter crisp.”

“I recognized him immediately, The Bill.”

“Bill will do. We’ll think about the royal appellation later.”

—–

There you go.

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