May you live in interesting times!: Tanaquil’s experiences, travels and various dabblings in her Second Life

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Fri
8
Apr '05

Getting Old…

I wonder if I’m the only one who finds the whole FIC thing to be a real pain in the neck? Or does everyone else think it, but doesn’t express it (or in such ways that it just adds to it without even being funny)?

There isn’t one day on the forums when I don’t see some thread or at least answer to a thread about that, and honestly, every single one of it is just as empty and inane as the previously posted one. I mean, seriously, it was somewhat remotely fun in the beginning and I admit that I snickered too, but now it has gotten way too old.

Or perhaps I just lack a sense of humor. If this is the case, then so be it.

Sat
2
Apr '05

Error: The Folder [a] is not writeable.ourney To Atlantis

According to Greek mythology, Atlantis was an ancient island (dating back to at least 1400 BC) in the Mediterranean Sea near what we now know as Greece. Poseidon, who was god of the sea and brother to Zeus (the top god in Greek mythology), appointed his son Atlas as ruler of Atlantis. The vast island was bigger than the continents we know today and it prospered as a peaceful, wealthy, powerful and sophisticated place. Unfortunately all this good fortune made Atlantis’s people feel superior and had them acting spoiled and even lazy. Such behavior angered the gods, who decided to punish Atlantis by destroying it with the power of earthquakes and volcanoes. At the end of one day and one night Atlantis was flooded and buried beneath the ocean, never to be seen again.

Some people believe that this is not just a story told by Plato and other famous Greeks, but that Atlantis was a real place. Many people have searched for Atlantis, even claiming to have discovered artifacts. But without absolute proof, the island’s existence remains one of the world’s great mysteries.

These words introduce the traveller to this mysterious place called “Atlantis”. Ever since I had taken note of it to be soon revealed to the public eyes, I had sworn to myself that this time, I wouldn’t miss the opportunity of exploring some more. This is now done; finding myself with some time on my hands in this fair morning, I went and delved into the depths of the Great Temple of Atlantis, marvelling at the immediate overwhelming one can experiment, being constanlly surrounded by the ocean as I was walking through the underwater corridors. The arrival area fortunately provided me with a map of the place, map that could be found at other locations, which made it so that in spite of the immensity of the place, I never got lost (and this is an exploit worth being mentioned given my poor sense of orientation).

The first room lying in front of my eyes still being under construction, I decided that I’d check this one later, and walked around a bit, admiring the delicate light shed through the glass in each corridor, finally finding my way to the Library. Information about the Gods, about the ancient Atlantis… the name was written on the floor, as I entered in: this was no doubt the domain of the mighty Poseidon. I then discovered that the forgotten city was also hosting the Avian Spa, which peaceful atmosphere indeed invites the visitor to relax.

I quickly passed near the private quarters, home of the ones who brought back Atlantis to the rest of our world (I will name Captain C. Kinsella, Engineer T. Fallingbridge, Lieutenant W. Sojourner and Medical Officer D. Sojourner); private as it was, I made no sound, and simply took opportunity of the map present there to make sure that I wasn’t lost. I then glided – for walking doesn’t seem appropriate enough in there – to Hera’s Garden, where I peacefully sat for a moment, in the fragile beauty of running water, marble statues and high chiseled pillars.

For the social ones, those who cannot imagine this mysterious underwater city without human life in it, for you there also lies a place to to dance and drink, named the Wave Room, and the L’Eau Beau, a show room from what I could see, that will make you forget for a moment that the surface and solid ground is far above your head. This is not my place, though; for a while, now, I will go on wandering, simply breathing in the quiet air, and letting the inner peace slowly fill my self as I stand among the plants and leaves. For Atlantis invites to contemplation, and not to wild movement…

Fri
1
Apr '05

Error: The Folder [a] is not writeable.eyboard fun, vendor woes and old screenshot

Nope, this entry won’t be an April’s Fools, I’ve been too busy to think of some bullcock to post here or in any other place for that matter, so there, no funny thing in this blog for today. Sorry :P

I logged in earlier on to finish updating my vending places, and discovered that I was fumbling major with the keyboard! Ehhh yes, the fact that it was supposed to recognize other keyboard settings than only the US one had gone completely out of my mind, thus I was still using my old key tricks to type my “:” and other punctuation marks. So much for me when it comes to reading the upgrade notes, eh? I’m pretty happy about this, in any case; it was really getting tiresome to copy/paste smilies and other things from a text file, now I can finally type “freely” again!

Speaking of the vendors, I really, really need to go peruse more again into the Gigas system or whatever else I can find. I don’t even have that many locations to update, yet they’re becoming a bother now. It’s not fun anymore to ‘port to all of these places, rezz my prims, check that my prices are properly fixed… whatever. I must be a complete nitwit though, because I’ve never managed to use the Gigas system. It updates fine on the website, but when it comes to synchronizing with the in-world vendor… pffft. I must be doing something wrong, however I don’t have the patience to check and try again. My bad. Someday I’ll do it, yesh.

And because I never got around to post or even use them, here are a few memories pictures from Chinatown (well, one, in fact). It was done with the Seburo contest in mind, yet given that I missed both the contest and taking more snapshots before Chinatown closed down, at least still I have this in store:

I’m a moron, I should really, really have noted down the closing date and taken more pictures before. Lack of time and running everywhere don’t do good for me when it comes to remembering these simple things!