diary of a noob 3: i search for a pussy.
by Alphaville Herald on 15/02/05 at 12:10 am
by Montserrat Snakeankle
after a while i realized that trashing my wings didn’t mean that i actually trashed my wings. somehow they grow back. i don’t understand how, exactly, but i began to see that some places i go and i have one wing and someplaces i go and i have two wings. eventually this is very confusing so i just ditch the wings back into the inventory. i still love them but i spend too much time smash landing and i don’t want to terminally damage them.
i am smash landing so much because i am flying and teleporting from place to place trying to find places to go to. i don’t understand the red beam. i understand that it is some kind of guidance system: i fly to the red beam and it is supposed to be near to where i want to be. what i don’t understand is that lots of times when i get to where the red beam turns off, just about always it is pointing down at rocks that don’t turn into buildings, or rocks that do turn into buildings. i am getting the idea that stuff is going on underground or beneath the rocks and landscapes that i see, but i have not figured how to get to where these places are.
finally on one visit i arrive and fly into a place that looks like it has things for sale. one of the things for sale is a clitoris that promises a multi-colored orgasm, so i figure ok i’ll buy that, and install it. if nothing else comes up at least i can amuse myself by looking at the pretty colors. then i buy some nipple tattoos, and install those. they don’t do anything, to the best of my knowledge.
on one visit i find a game called tringo. tringo as you no doubt know is a cross between tetris and bingo. you get a card from the score card, and you can spend some time playing. lots of people, probably everybody, plays for money. trying to be polite, i add some money into the pot. i don’t see many people, so i’m not real sure about how the culture works around here. tringo is a fun game, though, even though i suck at playing.
many of the places i visit seem to follow similar patterns of architecture. lots of them are big open rooms with multi-colored floors that look a lot like elementary school multi-purpose rooms. sometimes they are little rooms that open into other rooms. in rare cases the builders have been careful to use many trees and other landscape objects. i tend to feel more comfortable in those places. but it doesn’t look like people put the same amount of energy into architecture that they put into sex accessories.
on one visit i go into a building that i think is a shop and discover upon entry that i have just bought a small house. i have no clue what to do with it or where to put it, but i have a house. on another occasion i find that i have walked into a bdsm club where a scene is in progress. i walk around, trying some of the equipment. i sit in a cage, i tie myself up, i play with a thing called a sex machine. mostly what it does is that you sit in it, and hump something that i can’t see. there are lots of little knobs and buttons and things like that here and there that do sexual behaviors. i try most of them so that i can see what they do. the scene i walk into is not really interesting, though. it’s vintage internet sex –all about talking. somebody says to somebody else: you will lick my shoes. the other person says: oh yeah i love licking your shoes. somebody is always calling somebody else master or mistress, somebody is always acting like somebody else’s robot, waiting to be commanded to perform the next degrading or humiliating behavior. it is an interesting kind of power speech.
on another day i visit a beautiful place that is full of water and pools and waterfalls. this place is called eros, and it looks clothing optional. the water places have knobs and buttons that say things like “lounge” and “day dream”. so i jump in the water and lounge. exploring later on, i find a cove with a waterfall and some pools surrounded by rocks. i like this water place very much and i stay there. it is here that some people talk to me, and later on they ask me if i want to be a citizen of eros so i say ok yes i’d like that. i am not sure what it means, but i just like the water place where nobody wears clothes and nobody is licking anybody’s shoes, everybody is just nice.
i’ve been going to all these places because i have been looking for a merchant who will sell me skins or tattoos or whatever so that i can have functioning female genitals. i find cocks and dildos everywhere, but no pussies. i also find a lot of the same dresses for sale by different merchants. there seems to be a real epidemic of teensy skirts and halter tops. only two places sell formal looking ball gowns – the type you’d see on bette davis in jezebel, maybe. they are beautifully executed, but nobody wears them. middle school fashion rules.
Cocoanut
Feb 15th, 2005
I don’t have any problem understanding the beam or the map. But even though I changed my settings and things improved greatly, for the last couple of days my problem is (again) extreme lag. My avatar doesn’t move until a couple of seconds after I click to, which means I’m always running into things (and people) and going in the entirely wrong direction. I learned how to stop crash landing, though, by lowering myself gradually to the ground.
My big accomplishment was finding a place of my own to live in. I’d rather play this game for only the original $10 fee, so no land owning for me. But I also felt the need for a private place, to try on and change clothes. I’ve been told in three different places not to just stand there naked changing clothes. (Hey! I was among friends, lol.) And I needed a place to concentrate on creating items. I could do that in various fields, but those are full of distractions.
After researching the places board thingie in the game, I found a place that offers free apartments. But those were all full. I found a lot of places for rent, but those were all too expensive. Then I found an apartment owned by a guy named JAUK (I think, it’s an odd name and I have trouble remembering it), for only 80L a month! So I rented that. He turned out to be very nice, helping me by putting down wallpaper and a floor, and giving me adorable housewarming presents!!! A doorbell, doormat, and lockable door! How nice is that!?!?!?! And just be reasonable about prims, he said. (I think I’ll get rid of that free bed we all get, I know now it has a jillion prims.)
Meanwhile, I had kept haunting the free apartments (two places called Tiger for One and Tiger for Two or something like that), and WOAH there was one empty! Now this place is a gorgeous glass high-rise on the sea (although my place is the lowest level). The rule there is you have to be in it a certain amount of time (no problem), and only 45 prims. So I will use my first place as the place where I live and to change clothes, and to be able to use my gifts from friends, including a wonderful bar from JR Pierce. The second place will mainly be for where I sit and build stuff, starting with the furniture for the apartment itself. It is perfect for that (and lousy, with its glass walls, for changing clothes, and with prim limit, for putting out much at all.
So now I’m a multi-property person! Not bad for someone who plays for free and can’t even own land, huh?
I sat there last night with the Valentine moon drifting across the starry sky over the ocean outside my window wall and made a couch. The challenge was using the fewest prims possible to build something useful. (In addition to the challenge of just figuring out how to build anything in the first place.) I put in a few one-prim free things I’d picked up here and there (like my shy ghost), and I made a picture for the wall.
Profky was so kind as to offer me space on his land, but I really am too new, it turns out, to have any idea what to do with it. I think I’ll just wait till I have some items good enough to sell, and then rent store space from him for selling them, but it was very sweet of him to offer me that living space, with no pressure to pay rent till I felt I could, even!
I went shopping, too – but not for body parts; for furniture. And not to buy, just to research. For fun, I’ve been to Spitoony Island and ridden the bumper cars and other rides, and other places like that. And I’ve visited friends, like Shagz and Ouchquack. I’ve visited Maria LeVieux, at her absolutely gorgeous galleries and home. She gave me a wonderful picture from her art collection and and also an invaluable building lesson. I hope to learn more from her as I go along. I can probably only dream to ever be as good at it as she is.
For money, I played trivia and Bingo. I wish there were more trivia-for-money events. Tringo, I don’t understand. I especially like Bingo at the Barnyard. Takes me back to my youth on my grandparents farm. My policy is to, when I win, put 10% of the win back into the Bingo board. Kinda chintzy, I know, but it’s something, and I have to be careful with my money. This way, I always come out ahead, rather than just tossing money into the board here and there out of guilt.
coco
The Father
Feb 15th, 2005
I too donate money back to the pot, usually 10%. So don’t feel bad Cocoa, everyone is there for money anyways.
Mont, you’re stories sound more like “Things I Find to Complain about”. The red arrow points to the exact location for me and for everyone else. The nipples you found require you to take that texture and put it on your body in appearence mode. This can only be done manually. If you are about to go in to appearence mode and toggle around your body, you should be able to do the other things you bitch about. I mean seriously all it seems is that you find all these little optional things to complain about. Tringo is not required game play.
montserrat
Feb 18th, 2005
the red arrow many times, when you arrive at a location will point downward with a mileage number on it. there are usually two numbers on a red beacon. one of them is apparently equivalent to what passes for longitude/latitude in 2L and the other is the mileage left, because it decreases. in many cases you will be at an event with a beacon on a dance floor. the beacon will also have a red arrow with it, and that arrow will point straight down and say something like “28 miles”. on the times that i have actually believed this number, i’ve spent time walking around buildings trying to figure out how to find the door to the basement OR looking for the teleport device. when i go places, what i do is test every button and device i can find to see what they do. i like tringo and have lost too much money playing it in different venues.
unlike miss coco the anti-mont, i did not go into second life with a bunch of information about it. i went in knowing nothing and i learn as i go.
it is apparently the fact that i went in without instructions, being a non-gamer who is not really attracted to living life via screen projections that seems to offend you, father.
you also have to figure that 2nd life has made certain cultural assumptions about whatever demographic group it is aiming the game at, and
that group is probably not me.
i’m not bitching about that. i’m just telling you
what i experience.
all i can say is: live with it.
The Father
Feb 18th, 2005
So it is everyone’s fault but your own that you don’t know crap? First of all, the red arrows pointing to locations are not made by the developers. It is made by the people who own the land, they designate where they want the red arrow to point too. Secondly, it is estimated that it takes 10 days for a newb to catch on the game, it took Cocoa maybe two days.
Cocoanut
Feb 19th, 2005
What is an anti-mont? I like to know what I’m being called.
What bunch of information do you think I had about SL before I went into it, that you didn’t?
If you aren’t attracted to “living life via screen projections,” what are you doing in SL? Much less reviewing it?
I’m pretty sure the demographics of SL – or practically any online game – don’t include me, either.
Cocoanut
Feb 19th, 2005
Hahahaha ok I get it now – you mean the anti-YOU. And there I was trying to find “anti-mont” on the web.