Invisible Gesticulations - Stripping Puppets and Wheat

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There was a dead rabbit next to my car last night. He didn't look like he'd been run over--his body was perfectly intact, as though he'd just decided to die next to my car. My grandmother says when she went out to-day, it'd been moved to under my car. When I went out later, it was gone. I hope this isn't some kind of omen.

I only wrote just over 600 words on my project last night, but I came to the end of a big section. It won't be long before all is in readiness. Afterwards, I read Caitlin's new Sirenia Digest. The second story, "CONCERNING ATTRITION AND SEVERANCE", was maybe the better of the two, but they were both pretty good. "CONCERNING ATTRITION AND SEVERANCE" was apparently based on some Second Life rp, which is perhaps why its carefree bloodlust reminded me so distinctly of Doom and Quake. It occurs to me that people who were never particularly into the classic first person shooters are just now getting into the kind of rampage that a lot of us have enjoyed for so long. The vignette also reminded me that I want to buy a copy of Hostel part II, with which it has some things in common. In addition to the fact that both works could quite obviously be referred to as "torture porn", the most interesting aspect of both pieces is in the exploration of torturer psychology. "CONCERNING ATTRITION AND SEVERANCE" conveys a pathetically egotistical woman, who apparently commits acts of violence entirely because it's the only way she feels she can be taken seriously.

The first story, "Flotsam" was very pretty, with a very beautifully described siren, the kind that lives underwater. I tend to picture them as bird women on islands, but six of one, half dozen of the other, as they say. Her hair was especially beautifully rendered.

Some time spent in Second Life last night. I finally met one of [info]spacecoyote1981's sculptures in New Babbage;





He was a very gentle ride for Ms. Tairov.

I met up with [info]dadragoness later and she showed me a sim called, I think, Far Away that a friend of hers discovered. I took lots of pictures; the place was wonderfully eerie;


Something about this train made either Toubanua, God, Satan, the Train God, or the Train Satan, very happy.


Table of mysterious knickknacks. The hat gives away headphones and sticks.


Dragoness sitting across from Toubanua at another table.


. . . and Toubanua sitting across from Dragoness.


I think these were glasses of absinthe in the cupboard. Toubanua wants one, I can tell.



A dragonfly's perspective on Dragoness.



Comparing findings.


A dragonfly on Dragoness.
Current Location: Still here.
Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: "Blues for Alice" - Charlie Parker
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From:[info]dadragoness
Date: May 2nd, 2008 12:35 pm (UTC)

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that was wonderful & i am so happy to have been able to experience this with you.
you are a great companion.

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From:[info]setsuled
Date: May 2nd, 2008 01:34 pm (UTC)

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you are a great companion.

Thanks, so're you. Here's that screenshot I promised;



You were completely right about the shoes--they go perfectly with that dress.

I guess Maitreya does call them ankle boots. They look more like elfin slippers on stiletto heels to me, but whatever works . . .
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From:[info]spacecoyote1981
Date: May 5th, 2008 07:52 pm (UTC)
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aaw, you with Bunny on the roof is cute and surreal. :D And speaking of surreal, I'm going to have to look up that (kansas?) sim with the dragonfly. :)
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From:[info]setsuled
Date: May 6th, 2008 01:03 am (UTC)
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aaw, you with Bunny on the roof is cute and surreal.

Well, thank you. I can't wait to see Bunny textured.

I'm going to have to look up that (kansas?) sim with the dragonfly.

It's very nice. I'm pretty sure it's called The Far Away. Something like that.

I love your Mitsumi icon!
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