Goodbye barn, hello new home. Same address, new buildings. Fun times building again, decorating and arranging.
So after about two years of not really changing Serai Lodge any; I decided it was finally time to kiss the old barn goodbye and try for a new look. I ultimately decided to go back to the Cordoba Villas which I had looked at months ago. Tonight, Guinn bought me some nice Cthulhu chairs to go into the living room so it immediately called for some Innsmouth photos and a general Arkham theme. The couch was comfy, it was a long day…
Once upon a time in Second Life, there was a place called The Persian Lesbian Palace. It was the kind of place where everyone stood around in the doorway in their best 2008 system clothes and stared at each other in complete silence or trolled IMs. It was (as someone I knew put it) “the kind of place you want to take a shower after leaving”!
Recently the place has undergone several moves, rebuilds and updates. Today it has magically turned into a quaint Mediterranean village with nice places to hide, water to watch and ruins, rocks and paths to follow. And yes, people still TP in, and stand by the main doorway much the same as they always did. But you cannot please everyone. At least now the place is classy, photogenic and does not require a shower when you leave!
Innsmouth, Massachusetts (/ˈɪnzməθ/) is a fictional town created by American author H. P. Lovecraft as a setting for one of his horror stories, and referenced subsequently in some of his other works and by other authors who wrote stories taking place in the world Lovecraft created with his stories. It has been quite faithfully reproduced in Second Life and it is one of my favorite places to hang out, explore and takes photos.
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Sometimes there’s a ripple in the fabric of the Universe, an eddy in the space-time-continuum. An anomaly which renders all your current thinking obsolete. Tonight a freak wormhole opened up at the Teahouse and for a fleeting moment, an avatar from 2008, complete with bling jewelry and shoes, stood meters from me in all its pre-mesh glory.
How can we be sure this will not happen again? At the Teahouse there is no certainty what will happen.