Fear and Loathing in Second Life, Part 5: Helping You to Lead the Way

by Alphaville Herald on 14/01/07 at 1:56 pm

by Gideon Television

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I guess it was an innocent enough comment, right here on YesButNoButYes:

“Is there any sort of drug scene in Second Life for Gideon to explore?”

I’d been clean six months, but as soon as I read the words, the roof of my mouth went dry, and I got that weird itching between my knuckles, like cunnilingus from a thousand angry fire-ants. I knew I shouldn’t, but I also knew it was too late.

I was going to have to go back. To score some Seclimine™.

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I headed out to Zeuzera, and The Maltese’s place. It’s decorated with the kind of opulence you don’t often see here – bare boards, stained seats, the smell of desperation. Anonymous, except for the huge fuck-off Seclimine™ billboard thrusting upwards into the neighbourhood. Honey, I’m home.

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While I wait for the meds to be dispensed, the restless leg syndrome kicks in, a spastic tribute to St. Vitus, tapping out the choreography of addiction on the oak boards. Yet I know that soon, I’ll be in Gene Kelly’s stately pleasure-dome.

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And so, to Alph, to prepare. Seclimine™ kicks in as soon the tab hits your tongue, but after long days of experimentation, I’ve come to know that Sec works best on an empty stomach. So my fast begins.

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As the sun sets over the water, a creeping dread washes over me, the sweat on my back chills. I remember the last time I took Sec. When the Spiders came. Oh christ, please don’t let it be Spiders again.

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The stars blink on, and I realize it was only this morning in the coffee shop with Diva that I’d promised not to do this again. Another broken heart.

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It’s time.

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Seclimine™ comes in different strengths, and I’d opted for the equivalent of “nuclear”. Two capsules, one green and one blue. Ying and Yang. The Magician and The High Priestess. I swallow them both, and wait for the voices.

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The green haze descends on me, and I flash back to my first time. I’m in the club and that bastard JP is slipping one in my martini, because I was getting his girl. It wasn’t until I left the dancefloor that I realized the flashing lights were all my own. And then…

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…. I’m dancing the dance again. Uncontrollably. Euphoric.

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This is where the Spiders came back. I just don’t want to talk about it.

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And then, as quickly as it starts, it’s over. And the urge to have more, grows as I awake, almost like a post-hypnotic command. Like always.

Seclimine™. Helping Me to Lead the Way.

One Response to “Fear and Loathing in Second Life, Part 5: Helping You to Lead the Way”

  1. TimothyLearys Head

    Jan 19th, 2007

    Try it in MouseLook and you’ll REALLY see what’s inside your head


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