Comments on: The Super Sekret Sex Diary of Philip Linden http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html Always Fairly Unbalanced Tue, 04 Oct 2016 13:18:56 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1 By: Angel http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12171 Angel Fri, 27 Jun 2008 18:53:57 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12171 Fun read... but I want to go to a Faerie Orgy now. Fun read… but I want to go to a Faerie Orgy now.

]]> By: Prokofy Neva http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12170 Prokofy Neva Fri, 27 Jun 2008 13:07:25 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12170 I WISH I WAS A MAN. HUUUURRRRR. I WISH I WAS A MAN. HUUUURRRRR.

]]> By: fillupneva http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12169 fillupneva Thu, 26 Jun 2008 16:28:41 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12169 I was strolling through the frantic clutter of SL5B the other day. Meandering down some lost and lonely back road which was to the south west of the main pavillion area. Grey panels all around me waiting to rez so I walk slowly giving them a chance to reveal. So much propaganda, so little time. Ahead of me was a huge statue, still grey with only an outline form. Who would put up something that ungodly huge? Was it homage to the new Incredible Hulk movie? It must be 30 meters tall or more. Arranged around the statue's feet in occasional semicircles and enclosed in a courtyard with high walls were a hundred smaller pictures with what looked like unrezzed name tags on their bottom. A weird thought flashed through my mind in this still-grey New Orleans style graveyard that perhaps the leering statue was of some Leninist or Stalinist style Russian Slum Lord proudly lourding over a sea of their tenants who were of course very happy smiling heads pleased to be lourded over. A kind of chill came over me then. I glanced up and saw the "no-script" and "no-build" options were set. It surprised me that my first thought was to check my defense capabilities vis-a-vis the build permissions instead of just watching the mini-map radar for danger. Some innate sense kicking in? Was someone watching me? Besides the big grey statue I mean? Would some kind of weird Landlord Henge evoke that kind of paranoia? Even if it was Russian? Strange what love has done. So strange, what love has done... But then... THEN things started to clear up a little bit. Like "coming-to" after a particularly nasty psychogenic fugue begins to clear. After about 5 minutes hundreds of folded faces began to rez in. As though rapidly passing eons were wearing away the Carbomite from Han Solo's face. It seemed like there were were over 9000 of them. But it was probably more like about 300 or so. Then the little name tags below the pictures began to rez in too. All those hundreds of little people in those pictures all arranged like they were offering up dutiful prayers to the giant statue lourding over them. They all had the same last name. All the little pictures with their little nametags looking up to the giant statue were all a part of one big family with the same last name: LINDEN. Blam. Worse than russian vodka dribbling through the cracks of a beat tennement hall. LINDEN. I wheeled around. The statue was still there behind me leering towards the sky. The name on the base of the statue was now visible in bas-relief: PHILIP LINDEN. WEIRD. There were Linden eyes looking at me then. Hundreds of them. Since each head had 2 eyeballs there could have been close to 1000 Linden EyeBalls looking at me. Everywhere I looked. Around and around I turned. There they were on all sides of me... just looking. Staring. I was frozen in place. What Linden inspired technology could save me now in the midst of this Linden Technological nightmare? And then like a magical solution in this land of magical solutions, my client locked up and the whole fucking thing came sneezing and wheezing down to one little box in the middle of my screen: "Do you wish to send a crash report YES/NO ??" LOL :) I was strolling through the frantic clutter of SL5B the other day. Meandering down some lost and lonely back road which was to the south west of the main pavillion area. Grey panels all around me waiting to rez so I walk slowly giving them a chance to reveal. So much propaganda, so little time. Ahead of me was a huge statue, still grey with only an outline form. Who would put up something that ungodly huge? Was it homage to the new Incredible Hulk movie? It must be 30 meters tall or more. Arranged around the statue’s feet in occasional semicircles and enclosed in a courtyard with high walls were a hundred smaller pictures with what looked like unrezzed name tags on their bottom. A weird thought flashed through my mind in this still-grey New Orleans style graveyard that perhaps the leering statue was of some Leninist or Stalinist style Russian Slum Lord proudly lourding over a sea of their tenants who were of course very happy smiling heads pleased to be lourded over. A kind of chill came over me then. I glanced up and saw the “no-script” and “no-build” options were set. It surprised me that my first thought was to check my defense capabilities vis-a-vis the build permissions instead of just watching the mini-map radar for danger. Some innate sense kicking in? Was someone watching me? Besides the big grey statue I mean? Would some kind of weird Landlord Henge evoke that kind of paranoia? Even if it was Russian? Strange what love has done. So strange, what love has done… But then… THEN things started to clear up a little bit. Like “coming-to” after a particularly nasty psychogenic fugue begins to clear. After about 5 minutes hundreds of folded faces began to rez in. As though rapidly passing eons were wearing away the Carbomite from Han Solo’s face. It seemed like there were were over 9000 of them. But it was probably more like about 300 or so. Then the little name tags below the pictures began to rez in too. All those hundreds of little people in those pictures all arranged like they were offering up dutiful prayers to the giant statue lourding over them. They all had the same last name. All the little pictures with their little nametags looking up to the giant statue were all a part of one big family with the same last name: LINDEN. Blam. Worse than russian vodka dribbling through the cracks of a beat tennement hall. LINDEN. I wheeled around. The statue was still there behind me leering towards the sky. The name on the base of the statue was now visible in bas-relief: PHILIP LINDEN. WEIRD. There were Linden eyes looking at me then. Hundreds of them. Since each head had 2 eyeballs there could have been close to 1000 Linden EyeBalls looking at me. Everywhere I looked. Around and around I turned. There they were on all sides of me… just looking. Staring. I was frozen in place. What Linden inspired technology could save me now in the midst of this Linden Technological nightmare? And then like a magical solution in this land of magical solutions, my client locked up and the whole fucking thing came sneezing and wheezing down to one little box in the middle of my screen: “Do you wish to send a crash report YES/NO ??” LOL :)

]]> By: DF http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12168 DF Thu, 26 Jun 2008 13:19:06 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12168 "This is from the genre called slashfic. But usually boys don't write slashfic, girls do." Girls, and gay boys of course :) “This is from the genre called slashfic. But usually boys don’t write slashfic, girls do.”

Girls, and gay boys of course :)

]]> By: Mony http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12167 Mony Thu, 26 Jun 2008 13:06:00 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12167 I loved the Prokofy part. This was wild. In several countries less than this would mean public execution. Probably no one is safe after this. Thank you sekret author, maybe you will need to send an authoring claim notice after this, but no one will beleive such a nice citizen did it. "S"econd "L"ife You nuts! I loved the Prokofy part. This was wild. In several countries less than this would mean public execution. Probably no one is safe after this. Thank you sekret author, maybe you will need to send an authoring claim notice after this, but no one will beleive such a nice citizen did it.

“S”econd “L”ife You nuts!

]]> By: BJ Tabor http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12166 BJ Tabor Thu, 26 Jun 2008 11:34:50 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12166 Randolf Hearst would be proud. Randolf Hearst would be proud.

]]> By: Sangrej http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12165 Sangrej Thu, 26 Jun 2008 10:40:32 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12165 Was this supposed to be funny? Was this supposed to be funny?

]]> By: Marc Woebegone http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12164 Marc Woebegone Thu, 26 Jun 2008 09:58:15 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12164 Excellent! Excellent!

]]> By: FlipperPA Peregrine http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12163 FlipperPA Peregrine Thu, 26 Jun 2008 07:11:02 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12163 This would be funny if it were funny at all. FAIL. This would be funny if it were funny at all. FAIL.

]]> By: Ludvig van Cocklemongler http://alphavilleherald.com/2008/06/the-super-sekre.html/comment-page-1#comment-12162 Ludvig van Cocklemongler Thu, 26 Jun 2008 06:52:49 +0000 http://localhost/wp_2/?p=665#comment-12162 Worst article ever. Worst article ever.

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