there's no way to ring the alarm, so hold on until it's over

(Roleplay entry, if a basic one.)



Back again prospecting, and I think I'm finally getting decent at it. But...the snakes. They looooove following me around.



I thought it would be harder to pick them out in the camouflaged snow form, but...no, they're weirdly more obvious.

So far, barring attacks from Reavers and the occasional gang of bandits, Haven's main hazards are the toxic mushrooms, the spiders, the snakes, and the wolves. The wolves are easy--they're fairly territorial, so avoid the areas they're in and they generally won't exert themselves to attack. The spiders, while very annoying, are slow, so when I see one drifting from the web, I just run out of the way. The mushrooms have the capacity to be lethal, but it's not like they move around. So stay away from those patches, and I'm fine.

But the snakes. The snakes are irritatingly mobile.



I swear they're taunting me.

And I'm supposed to be protected. The little ankle bracelet I mentioned earlier? It's supposed to keep them away, or at least, that's what I was told. This is a strange definition of "will stay away", if so...



Another day, more ore tracking, and even more snakes. Whyyyy....



I decided I'd had it, pulled out my palm pistol, finally approved by the magistrates, and...missed with every single shot. Come on.

I need a better gun.



And if the snakes can laugh? This one is. I just know it.

in the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild

I am...somewhat confused by this description:

Beautiful, yet somewhat creepy country land with a purpose.
https://www.flickr.com/groups/3357917@N24/
Ghost Bullys, Rally To Rescue, country, garden, explore, travel, riding, track, photography, pictures, landscape, photogenic, creek

I mean, I get that Skull Creek has a purpose, and I know that purpose is dog rescue, which is absolutely valid and worth supporting, but the "Ghost Bullys" line confuses me. Like, actual ghost dogs?

The port-in point was a little room, but there were large signs on the walls with teleport options to the haunt.



Okay, apparently the "Ghost Bullys" are a cycle club. Got it.



I don't know if they're ghosts, but...they are kind of creepy.



Sometimes, it's the little touches.



Oh, I want one of these so bad. (Not in Second Life. In real life.)



Lovely little cemetary towards the back of the sim. (Note from the Editrix: apologies for the change in frame; I thought I'd saved the original, but apparently not. When I realized I'd skipped this shot, I had to recreate it from the base sections.)



Well, hello, big boy. (And then he flew off, and I was entranced, watching every moment until he returned to the fence. Awesome.



Tch. I always forget how unfriendly to photos this dress is.

They do say under construction, so I'm thinking by the time October rolls around, it will be more haunted. But as it is right now, today, it's a relaxing stroll with occasional creepy touches. Highly recommended.

but you see that line there moving through the station?

Two more days of Operation Squeegee, and I have fallen far far behind on my blogging!

So here's some quick catch-up:



This is actually two items in one. First, the antlers. I had separate picks of the antlers, but, for all its loveliness, taking pictures in Winterfell that aren't photographically enhanced is tricky--it's perpetual twilight there. So I took them by the fire, and...well, everything came out well-lit, but remarkably orange.

So, I thought I'd put out the Iris Chair next to one of the trees. I may leave it out, it's ten prims of gorgeously realistic oversized iris; and the antlers...frankly, they're a very very simple pair of antlers, three prongs, as I recall, pale; with again, the detail of the lavender iris with the golden throat on each one.

But I love them. I really do, to the point where I've been wearing them for two days now.



Did I mention the chair sparkles on touch? Ten prims and sparkly particle effects! These and the antlers are both from Fire Good and can be found for only one more day at the Operation Squeegee headquarters site in Ctrl Shift H.



Haven's also a part of this event; and this is the little camisk thingy she pulled up. The colors are good here, but trust me, in person this thing almost shimmers. The shadowing is gorgeous, the color blending is top notch. It's one of the prettiest little outfits she's ever done.



This is FaKE's triple-set--four, if you count the 'tattoo' layers of crude oiled arms/legs that I can't normally see on Snowglobe--that has been entitled Oily Water. This is the broomstick skirt, and the upper bikini section of the Oilkini.



In a separate pack, you can also buy the Oily Water Wingtips. These are the backs...



And these are the fronts. Everything is detailed in a, dare I say it, really pretty shimmering teal with brown-black 'oil drip' accents, and there's an additional patina layer on the backs of the shoes that reminds me of the tone oil takes when mixed with dangerous surfactants and churned by wave action.

If I have time I'll dig up more, but in the meantime, go to the Squeegee headquarters! We're offering you beauty and wonder to help pelicans, and help at least part of the coast survive. Their goal: $5000 (US). And they're pretty near that, with one whole night and day to go.

I have faith that you're out there, living high up in the vast, somewhere in eternity

Aki Shichiroji has a new store! Well, I don't know if it's new, but I just found out about it. She's now making gorgeous floating sculpted land masses, trees, flowers, and items of decor, in addition to being the only maker, I still believe, of Farscape skins (and I own both her Delvian skin, and her Chiana avatar, believe me--I'm still enough of a Farscape fan, I look around for these things).



This is the view from my corner of Morgaine, at present. I still have some work to do, readjust some boulders, some wood bits here and there. It's in progress.

The big green glowing thing is the focus disc Fawkes is working on. Unsettling, the red glow at the base--I might have to speak to him about possible overheating.

But this is about the flowers. The field of flowers that now blooms at the base of the Darkhouse. This was the first set of California poppies, with that distinctive color, that memorable fluting, I'd ever seen on the grid. I'd been wandering Analise--they're having a half-off sale on some of their outfits--when I stopped dead, seeing poppies at my feet. I had to know who made them.

Turns out Organica did. And Aki Shichiroji is behind Organica.



This entire field of poppies, all the sinuous curves and overgrowth of it--it's one prim. She's got bamboo beds that are seven prims, total, and count out to more than sixty--but read, somehow as seven.

This field honestly counts out, at least at first glance, at around twelve, fifteen or so--but it's all one ratio-sculpted prim. Gorgeous.



I liked it so much, I wanted to get a new profile picture. But there was a problem--the now two antelope fauns kept wandering over and head-butting me just when I snapped the image. Or doing something freaky in the background that just wasn't right.

Didn't catch it? I'll make it easier:



Exhibit A: Antelope Faun 1 dragging himself along the mossy ground by his lips. Or some serious shoulder muscles.

(Fun tip: you click for the larger version, it leads to a different picture for find-the-faun--in that one, it's of him levitating out of the picture entirely, just part of his hindquarters and his tail floating up.)

Doesn't it just figure, though? The rest of the Realm gets the animals that behave predictably. I get the mutants.

Maybe it's all the cavorite gas?

wild thing, I think I love you

Last night's fun and games didn't end with the death of Anchor the Jesuslope. No, unfortunately, the third in our trio wished to see the antelopes of Eyre.

*facepalms*

This? Was a bad idea.



Darth Penny rides the antelope. Note presence of knife.



Darth Penny rides the panicked fawn towards the border.



And now, the antelope is in Tanglewoods.

I'd like to formally apologize if the ecosystem is disturbed due to this, as I did introduce Miss Neome to the fawns. But I had no idea her concept of "making friends with the wildlife" meant ATTACKING THEM AND RIDING THEM AROUND LIKE PONIES!!!

mother will they put me in the firing line?

Another day, another gig at Tribute Island, but this one...this one was different.

There was a bit of confusion between notecard sendouts, the Riel calendar, and the actual time of the concert--I was in world by noon, to ensure I got everything done I needed to before the start-time of one pm SLT. Save for it started at two, because Mankind Tracer couldn't make it before two. So off we went--after two sim restarts--to an hour of live music!

He sent shivers down my spine, he really did. There were times he sounded so much like David Gilmour wandered in to someone's spare studio with an acoustic guitar, it was uncanny. Absolutely amazing concert, I was so glad I came early.



He brought four women with him, the Tracerettes. They danced in choreographed perfection behind him, the entire time. That? That was very cool.



Afterwards, Radio Riel DJ Elrik Merlin spun the discs while I worked the floor. For more than two hours, he played Pink Floyd and Syd Barrett rarities, b-sides and alternate versions, along with a smattering of covers.



He was brilliant. Start to finish. It was an amazing few hours, between him and Mankind Tracer, and I think few better tributes to Syd Barrett have been presented. It was wonderful.

Several hours later, two of us wandered through Caledon Eyre for a bit this evening, searching for new wildlife. We found two antelope fawns.



At first moving forward seemed to startle them extremely. So we thereupon sat on the lawn beside Miss Robbiani's House of Alexander, I do believe. And we waited.



One of the fawns would approach us, stand and watch us, then flip and walk away. The other one would take a step, turn and bolt, turn back, take a step, turn and bolt again...he finally ended up hiding behind the house.

That's when things got strange.



Apparently, something in his young fawn's mind told him that walking farther away from the source of "danger"--namely, the neko in the petticoats and Carmen della Muse, clockwork chanteuse, both sitting on the grass. Sadly, there's not much for land behind Miss Robbiani's large blue shop. As a result, he backed himself into a corner between the impenetrable wall, and the sea.

I suppose he did what any mystically inclined creature might--he took to walking on water.



And then graze underwater.



For a moment we thought he might be in need of rescue--we had already nicknamed him Anchor, for his prediliction for water--when the oddest thing happened.

He sank to the bottom.



And his head fell off.



At this point, we were quite thoroughly convinced that this was no ordinary antelope fawn. No, indeed, this was quite the marvel indeed. This, in fact, might possibly be--counting in the breathing sans gills and the walking on water--Anchor the Jesuslope, to be frank.

He spent a good half hour roaming around, idly grazing (on what, we kept wondering), vain little pushes towards the far shore, and then...another completely baffling thing happened.



He walked off the edge of the sim and died.

I figure, three days later, we can come back, see if Anchor rises from the depths. If so, we've found the antelope Messiah.

Alas, I have few additional images, but I would point out two more things: they can walk through trees, and they tunnel.

Which was rather surprising, to be sitting on the lawn and suddenly be eye to eye with an equally startled fawn--peering out of the ground!

Will this be the future of SL?

And this is CGI.

Not convinced yet? Okay, how about this one? (By the way, neither of those images are precisely, erm, safe to view in traditional employment settings, let us say. No actual nudity, per se...but an air of the provocative.)

All in all, though, a wonderful day. I'd like more of those now and again.