Second Life & Second Death / Illnesses

I think I’ve seen the biggest boom this summer of people in Second Life saying they have cancer or have someone else come on and post that’s said, “OMG! So and so has died by [insert some form of tragic death]…..”

I’m pretty sure, that at least twice a month….. or more…. I’ve heard this about someone, somewhere, in Second Life. I’m not going to go out on a rant here, because well….. someone who would fake a major illness or a death doesn’t really deserve one. However….. I will post two very relevant pieces of information for people to view.

Munchausen by Internet (use the references at the bottom of the page):

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Munchausen_by_internet

And finally, the definitive YouTube guide about faking your own death or illness:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXUHy8vrVY0

Published in: on September 19, 2007 at 11:57 am Comments (1)

Cargo Van *Released*

The Dictatorshop has released the *first* drivable, roleplay and abduction van in Second Life where you can drive your victim around, pull over, open the cargo doors, and then engage in satisfying your most primal sexual urges.

Well! After being on my “To Do” list since last September….. yes, that far back, I finally took the opportunity to work on a project which I had wanted to do for awhile. The pose system I developed really allowed me to create it the way I wanted it.

Another fine product in the Dictatorshop line! And, many many many more to come! :)

Published in: on July 26, 2007 at 2:31 pm Comments (0)

Released….. the Gas Blaster

When the top selling point of an item is “self replicating fart clouds”….. there is something different about it. Taking the suggestion from a young family member, I’ve created the most vile, obnoxious, immature weapon you could ever hold in your avatar’s hand….. the Gas Blaster. The Gas Blaster, as the name sort of suggests, blasts clouds of gas. One shot from the Gas Blaster will create a fart gas cloud which lingers in an area. Not only lingers, but spreads….. doubling in size, up to three times. Of course, what fart cloud isn’t complete without the sound effects….. and plenty of them. If this isn’t enough vile obnoxiousness for you….. the fart clouds are sticky, and if you walk through one….. there’s a chance the fart cloud will stick to you and the only way to escape it is to teleport away. A direct shot will cause a fart cloud to instantly cling to your opponent.

It’s a gas, it’s a blast, it’s the Gas Blaster!

Published in: on May 25, 2007 at 4:12 pm Comments (3)

“The BDSM Community are just like Nazis” says Prokofy

Yes, perhaps the title of the post is a little tabloidish and over the top, but it is a good summary of what Prokofy had to say.

“But BDSM, Gor, Ageplayers — these are all groups using force, violence, coercion, deception — they all extol the notions of degradation, rape, humiliation, slavery. They bear everything in common with the Nazis; they bear nothing in common with those intellectual and racial groups destroyed by the Nazis.” — as publicly stated by Prokofy Neva in the Second Life Herald.

If BDSM were a race of people and not a community of people, Prokofy would have made such a self-serving racist remark that it would have made Hitler proud.

Published in: on May 16, 2007 at 1:33 pm Comments (1)

Lecherous Leeches of the Second Life Herald

Villainous, vile, venomous, vigilantes….. that describes many of the people who have posted comments in the Second Life Herald today and last night about Meta Linden.

Anyone who knows Meta, knows Meta is *nothing* like she’s being portrayed by the Second Life Herald and its legions of thoughtless comment mongers. Meta made a simple mistake….. a human mistake….. in Linden Lab policy by asking someone to remove a chat log from a third party website, a mistake which she apologized for. Yet…. for some reason, people decided to start connecting dots and decided to “disclose” Meta’s alt-ID…. which has *what* to do with the issue? Some presupposed or conspiracy theory that Meta had a grudge to settle? This is just horrible, and nothing less than contemptible.

People assumed things. People decided to play vigilante. People got hurt.

And this is the kind of witch hunting some people just loves to do….. and it doesn’t matter who you are, or what you do…. the bottom line is, “If you disagree with us, we’ll find you and we’ll hurt you!”

Simply disgusting!

Published in: on May 15, 2007 at 5:05 pm Comments (0)

The Island of Matriarch

About two weeks ago, the island of Matriarch hit the Second Life grid. Matriarch, my new home, the home of the Dictatorshop, and home of many friends! While I knew the general direction of what I wanted to do with an island, at first, I wasn’t sure just how to go about it…… because, once a project of that magnitude begins, it’s not easily turned from the course upon which it is set. I wanted Matriarch to be “different”, not just another lag-filled, vendor warehouse, play space that most D/s sims tend to become. That’s not to say these sims are “bad”, of course not, I visit them quite often, and many are run by friends of mine whom I adore….. I just didn’t want to go that route. I wanted to “define” myself, and define Matriarch as something different.

So, the first order of business in Matriarch was building myself and my lovely Emmalyn a place to hang out….. a place to live, and talk, and work. I’ve never really needed a home, and up until a short while ago…. I lived in a sim named Humuli, at the bottom of a 64 sqm hole dug in the ocean floor, covered and camouflaged with a couple rock. Yes…. despite the success of the Dictatorshop and the land it occupied in the course of a year…. I had never bothered to have a place to live in. I didn’t need one, I was capable of scripting underneath the ocean floor, hidden away by rocks, with at least 60m of sea between me and the nearest shore. So, anyway….. I visit Damania, and bought the gorgeous Gothik mansion offered by Damani which now serves as my home in Matriarch…. and of course, the home of Emmalyn.

The second order of business was re-establishing the Dictatorshop (yet again, but the final move)….. a very important thing to do, of course. Especially considering the Dictatorshop is what paid for the island. So, the Dictatorshop Mainstore was relocated to Matriarch, and well….. I’m still maintaining my store large store in Damsel, and as long as it pays for itself there, it will stay there. The new Matriarch location proved to be a boon to the Dictatorshop, the lack of lag, and the sim’s fast response makes shopping at the Dictatorshop in Matriarch an easy and unfrustating experience.

The third order of business was to decide what to do with the rest of the island, how to divide it up, and how to make it stand out. So, as I said, right off the bat….. I knew I didn’t want it to be any sort of play space, and I didn’t want it to have anything resembling a mall or club or offer any kind of vendor space….. because, well, that’s what *everyone* does. And while that works, and it’s probably profitable, it reduces the overall usability of the island. So, I decreed that the rest of the island would become a FemDom community…. a residential/commercial entity, a place to call home for the Dominas who choose to reside there. And oh, by commercial, I don’t mean vendors…. I mean, quality retail outlets with actual walk-in stores….. so, the land was divided up…. and the residents and businesses began moving in.

I laid down a few roads, a small park to add character, a Community Center…. and I decided that instead of allowing general purchase of the land…. I would only allow friendly, social, and intelligent Dominas to rent the parcels in Matriarch. I wrote out a fair, but enforced Covenant which ensures that people who live in Matriarch not only meet the above criteria, but will also give the sense that Matriarch is a social community, a rural haven away from the hustle and bustle of the busy sims, but not to the point where nobody ever talks to anybody. And to say, that in less than two weeks, only three plots are remaining to be rented by Dominas, speaks a lot about the quality of the Matriarch community. Much of our time in Matriarch, is actually spent talking, socializing, and networking…. rather than holing ourselves up in little private boxes never knowing who lives directly next door, and never knowing who is passing through our neighborhood. Four quality stores scatter around the Dictatorshop, sharing in its success: Red Queen, Shard’s Sadistic Creations, Netsui, and Vanilla Sux. All have said that Matriarch has been good for their businesses….. and that’s fantastic. Of course, that’s as far as I will go with allowing commercial stores to enter Matriarch, the rest is reserved for residential use. So, with the social success Matriarch has become…. I’ve decided that I will continue the FemDom residential theme and in short time create a second island, and should that one be successful, a third, a fourth, etc. While the profit margins of such islands may be smaller, the contributions they make to forming a quality community is immense.

Of course…. given that Matriarch is a Domina community, I’ve been asked if there’s a place for men in Matriarch. Well….. men are certainly allowed to visit Matriarch, and many of my good friends are men, and I’m definitely no man hater, not by any stretch of the imagination. However, Matriarch *is* a Domina community, so men are not permitted to purchase land there, or live in Matriarch unless he is living in a shadow of a Domina who will be living there as his Domme. For single, submissive men…. we’ve decided to section off “Tribute Plots” which offer these men a way to support Matriarch and our community. These plots are far more expensive than your average land space in Second Life, but we feel it will help filter out those who would just want to live around us because we’re Dominas, and they think by living in Matriarch they’ll get something in return. Of course, it doesn’t work that way. Someone who rents a “Tribute Plot” is paying Matriarch tribute, supporting our growing community, and the only thing they will get in return is to be a small, appreciated part of the community….. it doesn’t mean we’ll dominate them or collar them, or do anything more than offer a smile and a thank you for the added support. So, I don’t expect these plots to go quickly…. or soon.

Okay, that’s a bit of typing, and I’ve been up all night…. I’m going to take a nap! :)

Published in: on April 25, 2007 at 5:21 pm Comments (2)

MEN!!!

To start this blog….. let me just paste this:

20:02]  Lillani Lowell: Why are males so frustrating?
[20:03]  Jessica Lindsay: Hmmm.  Cause…  best case scenario most are good for.. 30 minutes.
[20:03]  Lillani Lowell: LOL
[20:03]  Jessica Lindsay: The thing about it is…  Women are like little kids.  You give a woman a little sex…  she wants more sex.
[20:03]  Jessica Lindsay: You give a man a little sex…
[20:03]  Jessica Lindsay: He is done for the night
[20:04]  Lillani Lowell: LOL
[20:04]  Lillani Lowell: You rock…..
[20:04]  Jessica Lindsay: Little kids with sugar, that is
[20:04]  Lillani Lowell: Can I copy and paste this to people? :D
[20:04]  Jessica Lindsay: :P
[20:04]  Jessica Lindsay: If you want

Okay…. and well, just as one issue with one man (sort of, maybe, kind of) clears up, and you try to address an issue with another man things which should be simple sort of start taking on a complicated twist. Of course…. I’m not saying women are better….. most of the women I know are just as complicated as the men I know, but they’re less straightforwardly stubborn about things. And while…. Jessica’s faboo quote applies to men and sex…. I think it really should be applied to men for almost every given situation. No more than 30 minutes max of attention at *any* given time…. why? Because if you spend more than that…. you’re going to end up frustrated and wanting….. and not only in the sexual sense of word. At the end of 30 minutes, any conversations, activities, or other related things you may be doing with a male should “stop”. Then you walk away, wait 30 minutes, then go back and see if the first 30 minutes has taken hold yet.

So, I’ll say it again…. MEN!

Published in: on February 18, 2007 at 5:37 am Comments (4)

Ghosts of People Past(?)

So, I can’t do any work because of the grid issues…. so, I *finally* managed to teleport out of the sim…. and wow. Second Life is like a horror movie of some sort. There are people…. everywhere, but…. just bodies. There’s nobody really there. Just empty shells of people who were there…..

…..surreal.

Published in: on February 12, 2007 at 6:53 pm Comments (1)

Second Life is Unbecoming…..

Everything is just falling apart, one thing after another…. constantly. I’ve been occupied with this build I’ve been hired to work on, so I’ve been more or less been here for 12-16 hours a day in the last near week with only teleporting out once in a blue moon to spend a little time with Emma, but even that’s been reduced this past couple days now that it’s getting into crunchtime for this sim build.

Yes…. I closed the Dictatorshop….. the store anyway. I’m still going to run the vendors, though really…. it’ll be like a potential 500-600 USD loss in sales for me, not that it mattered since half the time nobody could get to my store anyway. The camp site started by the club behind the Dictatorshop more or less killed my abillity to do business….. killed my sales, prevented me and my customers from teleporting into my store most of the time…. and the Lindens’ answer to the whole thing was, “Screw you! It’s their land, we can’t help you!” Yeah, thanks a lot Linden Lab…. you cost me my business because of your hands off policy where someone who owns 10% of a sim can screw over the people who own the other 90%. I couldn’t afford to move again, and even if I did it would only be a matter of weeks before a nice new shiny club, casino, or camp site opened up next to me. After all, this wasn’t the first time I had to deal with the issue…. and had to move. The same thing happened in the Buckler sim, with a crappy club (go visit and see for yourself) running its 4000 or so scripts and saying, “Screw you! This place is unzoned! We’ll do whatever we want”. I’m getting tired of being chased out of sims, setting up somewhere pleasant (or even unpleasant like Knieff which was foggy snowland), and having it turn into a hell hole because of some stupid club setting up a campsite thinking their horrid club is going to make money because people who are too lazy to do something to earn money are sitting on their asses, clogging the sim, making 5 L every 10 minutes. Yeah, congradulations on your success!!! I’d hate to disappoint you club owners…. but 99% of clubs fail, close, and are replaced by an even uglier club than the one you owned. So anyway, Linden Lab no longer gets my tier….. they lose even more money from people buying L$ to buy my products….. but…. I’m just 1 in a million, what does it matter? I know how businesses think…. I’ve worked in a few major corps to know the philosophy is, “We don’t care if you leave because two more will replace you.”

…..the nature of Second Life.

Published in: on February 3, 2007 at 7:20 pm Comments (2)