She hasn’t been able to figure out how to maul anybody yet. I stand there next to her and it looks like she’s sending me messages that say /MAUL DOUGHMAO and stuff like that, but nothing happens.
The bloodbath was cool, though.
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on April 20, 2007 at 9:17 am Tom wrote:
Eeesh. Does SL have a mechanism for crime scene cleanup?
I’m glad to see, though, that you have the same calm, stiff response to the bloodbath as you do to her fancy dancing. Consistency is key.
on April 20, 2007 at 9:43 am Scott B wrote:
…I was going to put in some whitty comment, but all I could come up after looking at that picture was…LOL!!!
on April 20, 2007 at 10:07 am Doug wrote:
That was my reaction too, Scott. All I could think of was taking a screen shot and posting it.
Shortly after this incident, Megan said “OK, this guy is coming over now to see my new outfit, but he thinks I’m a guy so don’t blow it.” So I just logged off … keeping track of the wife’s many online personalities can really get confusing sometimes.
on April 20, 2007 at 11:24 am Tom wrote:
As God is my witness, I hope to never hear that from my wife. Of course, she isn’t involved in Second Life, so it would be far more worrisome.
on April 20, 2007 at 10:17 pm Megan wrote:
You know Scott, there are a lot of toys in Second Life that have absolutely nothing to do with pussy. Seriously. You should give it another shot, married as you are.
on April 21, 2007 at 5:50 am Megan wrote:
And Tom. Tom! I CAN’T BELIEVE you offered friendship to Doug and not me. Don’t you know which side your bread is buttered on? I am WAY MORE LIKELY to show you a good time in SL than Doug is. I know all the cool spots and I have Lindens to burn.
Doug is running Vista for fuck’s sake. He can barely walk.
on April 21, 2007 at 5:53 am Doug wrote:
No, Dear, I’m running Vista for professional reasons.
on April 21, 2007 at 6:24 am Tom wrote:
Gosh, what an offer! I certainly would have asked, but I don’t know your name. You’re an enigma. A Doug-mauling enigma.
For now, I’m still trying to get off the flippin’ island at the beginning — I’m told there’s some kind of set of tasks you have to perform, right? I met some nice folks yesterday, though, one of whom is from Plainfield (just down the road from Chicago). What are the odds of that, given the global scope of this?
on April 21, 2007 at 7:10 am Megan wrote:
Here’s a secret: You don’t actually have to complete the tasks to get off the island. That would get really old by the third or forth “alt” avatar.
Just search for something interesting and teleport there. I’ll email you my avatar name.
on April 21, 2007 at 7:25 am Megan wrote:
Actually, I just found you and offered friendship. Log on to accept.
We’re off for RL coffee with Orcmid now.
on April 21, 2007 at 10:45 pm Tom wrote:
Got it. I’m likely too beat to do it tonight, but I’ll do it tomorrow. Whee! I’m comin’ dancin’!