Just overheard this in a sim. (Nicks changed.)
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] Redbone Buxon: hmm oh yes
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
[20:07] handful spanks Redbone's ass!
And he wasn't done.
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Saturday, October 4, 2014
How not to run a sim
I'm not sure anyone reads this except Piglet. Hi, Piglet.
Anyway, last entry was a little depressing. so before ranting I should put things on a more positive note. I'm back in SL almost every night, having a good time. That's mostly due to these fine folks:
Let's call them Eusebio and Glynn. I met them at Dark Alley, and they're excellent RPers. And good in virtual bed.
And that's the key for me at least to have fun in SL: have some friends who are there almost every day. Sex every other day would be ideal, but some delays are OK if the RP is good. :)
Now for the rant. E&G and I have also been doing some space pirate RP at Botany Bay, often including Kata. (And Piglet even made a now-rare but memorable appearance. As a lovely victim.) I organized an ongoing story involving a long trek to another planet.
I was going to use Midian, but they're closed for renovations. Kata found another place, a SF sim which I won't name. It has a lovely build-- a busy, slightly rundown city. Botany Bay is a frontier colony, so this place stood in for a near-core world, a place where we could sell some goods (some legally acquired, some not so much).
All that went well. Most of the action went down in a bar and grill (apparently the only eating place in the sim). We were alone at first, but then a few people drifted by. For what it's worth, I noticed that one of them was someone I'd blocked... though I couldn't for the life of me remember when or why.
In any case, someone took offense at our RP and rushed excitedly to an admin. The admin trundled in and busted us:
Oh man, we been narced. Look at that cop attitude. No hello, no welcome to the sim, just come with me because we have to stop this unseemly RP immediately.
Are you curious what our offense was? I wasn't; we were pretty much done, so I left. But my companions were nicer, and stayed to find out. The offense was that Eusebio was a non-approved alien species (this in a sim that allows furries), while Ethi was wearing non-earned cyborg attachments. Not even non-approved, just not earned according to the sim's gameplay.
(Admittedly we were also talking discreetly about other stars when, IIRC, their sim is some kind of post-apocalyptic Earth. But I don't recall hearing about this.)
This sort of thing happened to me once before. Rita and I were playing vampires in an urban sim. We were using the Masquerade rules, which actually forbid open use of powers in public. We were just talking, and to each other. Again, some busybody heard this, freaked out, and some admin carefully explained that although they used to use VTM rules, they now had their own vampire rules and we were non-conforming. Eugggh. He was more polite, at least.
Now, I understand where this urge to regulate comes from. If you're running a medieval sim, you don't want people running around in spacesuits. If you're a Star Wars sim, you'd like players to fit in with that somehow. If you want an all-human sim and you get furries, well, you do what you have to do.
But... come on, sim admins. Don't be assholes. Consider what this looks like from our point of view: We came to your sim because we liked the build. We joined the group, wore the stupid titler. We kept to ourselves, didn't impose our story on anyone else. We did nothing but talk in the bar. We're trained RPers, the sort who will bring ongoing stories to life and make the sim an interesting place. This is not griefing. The bystanders who complained, they were griefing. They interrupted a private RP just to be assholes. You supported them, just to be an asshole. You're helping make SL a shittier place.
And then sim owners complain about why people abandon their sims, or why there's no quality RP going on.
Here's the somewhat sad truth, sim admins/owners: It's a big SL. There's always somewhere else to go, and frankly I've never seen a sim which was so attractive in itself that I wanted to stay there indefinitely. It's people that make me come back to a sim regularly. And those people are rarely the admins, either. The attraction is the people who've chosen that sim to hang out, have sex, make stories.
The sim owners and admins, in fact, are rarely out there playing on their sims. If they were, they could influence the stories people are creating. Without them, people will create their own-- making the sim a good place to hang out. To be honest, they'll probably use the sim's architecture as their most important source of lore.
As an example, I used to hang out at Doomed Ship with Rita and/or Kata. I never saw an admin. For awhile there were some regulars, and we cobbled together a sort of collective, low-key, accepting story. There were monsters on the lower decks; once you arrived you were trapped. People told slightly contradictory stories, so I came up with a nice metastory to explain this: the anomaly in control of the ship could grab people from different timelines. It worked fine.
Anyway. It's not important in the scheme of things, and all it really means is that we'll avoid the asshole sim and go somewhere else.
But while I'm at it... I gotta laugh at the "earning" cyborg parts thing. "A deep, complex system", the admin earnestly explained. I'm sorry, but you can't turn SL into an RPG or a MMO with scripts. If you want a crafting system, go play Eve Online or Fallout or Minecraft or something... games designed with a consistent overall system that the player needs to advance. SL sucks when you try to add a combat system, and it sucks when you try to add an economic system, and it doubly sucks when you try to add levelling. I was in one sim that had its own currency and jobs you had to work at once a day... it's interesting for a few days, and then it's boring as hell. Focus on what SL is good at: having real live people to play with. And, you know, try not to chase them off for bullshit reasons.
Anyway, last entry was a little depressing. so before ranting I should put things on a more positive note. I'm back in SL almost every night, having a good time. That's mostly due to these fine folks:
Let's call them Eusebio and Glynn. I met them at Dark Alley, and they're excellent RPers. And good in virtual bed.
And that's the key for me at least to have fun in SL: have some friends who are there almost every day. Sex every other day would be ideal, but some delays are OK if the RP is good. :)
Now for the rant. E&G and I have also been doing some space pirate RP at Botany Bay, often including Kata. (And Piglet even made a now-rare but memorable appearance. As a lovely victim.) I organized an ongoing story involving a long trek to another planet.
I was going to use Midian, but they're closed for renovations. Kata found another place, a SF sim which I won't name. It has a lovely build-- a busy, slightly rundown city. Botany Bay is a frontier colony, so this place stood in for a near-core world, a place where we could sell some goods (some legally acquired, some not so much).
All that went well. Most of the action went down in a bar and grill (apparently the only eating place in the sim). We were alone at first, but then a few people drifted by. For what it's worth, I noticed that one of them was someone I'd blocked... though I couldn't for the life of me remember when or why.
In any case, someone took offense at our RP and rushed excitedly to an admin. The admin trundled in and busted us:
[23:21] [admin]: Mavia, eusebio, ethi, may you all come with me please))
Oh man, we been narced. Look at that cop attitude. No hello, no welcome to the sim, just come with me because we have to stop this unseemly RP immediately.
Are you curious what our offense was? I wasn't; we were pretty much done, so I left. But my companions were nicer, and stayed to find out. The offense was that Eusebio was a non-approved alien species (this in a sim that allows furries), while Ethi was wearing non-earned cyborg attachments. Not even non-approved, just not earned according to the sim's gameplay.
(Admittedly we were also talking discreetly about other stars when, IIRC, their sim is some kind of post-apocalyptic Earth. But I don't recall hearing about this.)
This sort of thing happened to me once before. Rita and I were playing vampires in an urban sim. We were using the Masquerade rules, which actually forbid open use of powers in public. We were just talking, and to each other. Again, some busybody heard this, freaked out, and some admin carefully explained that although they used to use VTM rules, they now had their own vampire rules and we were non-conforming. Eugggh. He was more polite, at least.
Now, I understand where this urge to regulate comes from. If you're running a medieval sim, you don't want people running around in spacesuits. If you're a Star Wars sim, you'd like players to fit in with that somehow. If you want an all-human sim and you get furries, well, you do what you have to do.
But... come on, sim admins. Don't be assholes. Consider what this looks like from our point of view: We came to your sim because we liked the build. We joined the group, wore the stupid titler. We kept to ourselves, didn't impose our story on anyone else. We did nothing but talk in the bar. We're trained RPers, the sort who will bring ongoing stories to life and make the sim an interesting place. This is not griefing. The bystanders who complained, they were griefing. They interrupted a private RP just to be assholes. You supported them, just to be an asshole. You're helping make SL a shittier place.
And then sim owners complain about why people abandon their sims, or why there's no quality RP going on.
Here's the somewhat sad truth, sim admins/owners: It's a big SL. There's always somewhere else to go, and frankly I've never seen a sim which was so attractive in itself that I wanted to stay there indefinitely. It's people that make me come back to a sim regularly. And those people are rarely the admins, either. The attraction is the people who've chosen that sim to hang out, have sex, make stories.
The sim owners and admins, in fact, are rarely out there playing on their sims. If they were, they could influence the stories people are creating. Without them, people will create their own-- making the sim a good place to hang out. To be honest, they'll probably use the sim's architecture as their most important source of lore.
As an example, I used to hang out at Doomed Ship with Rita and/or Kata. I never saw an admin. For awhile there were some regulars, and we cobbled together a sort of collective, low-key, accepting story. There were monsters on the lower decks; once you arrived you were trapped. People told slightly contradictory stories, so I came up with a nice metastory to explain this: the anomaly in control of the ship could grab people from different timelines. It worked fine.
Anyway. It's not important in the scheme of things, and all it really means is that we'll avoid the asshole sim and go somewhere else.
But while I'm at it... I gotta laugh at the "earning" cyborg parts thing. "A deep, complex system", the admin earnestly explained. I'm sorry, but you can't turn SL into an RPG or a MMO with scripts. If you want a crafting system, go play Eve Online or Fallout or Minecraft or something... games designed with a consistent overall system that the player needs to advance. SL sucks when you try to add a combat system, and it sucks when you try to add an economic system, and it doubly sucks when you try to add levelling. I was in one sim that had its own currency and jobs you had to work at once a day... it's interesting for a few days, and then it's boring as hell. Focus on what SL is good at: having real live people to play with. And, you know, try not to chase them off for bullshit reasons.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Why I'm not around much
Wow, I haven't posted since March. Partly this is due to my natural laziness, but mostly it's because it's been a long dry spell in Second Life. Here's a nice picture, but I had to go back over a year to find it.
I don't really know what's happened. I log on, maybe chat with some friends, wander around a sim where no one is talking, and end up leaving, frustrated.
This isn't to say nothing good ever happens. But most of it lately has been dates with my friend Kata, blessings on her. But it's like everyone else has forgotten me. I'm really sorry to be so negative, but on the other hand if you looked at my profile and ended up here to find out what happened to me, this is what happened.
My best times in SL have been when I've had either friends I could count on to be around night after night, or a sim that I could wander with a pretty good chance of finding random (preferably sexy) RP. But all the sims I know have turned dry. Dark Alley was good for awhile, mostly because of the college headmaster, Tea-- but he disappeared, and I can walk the unsafest alleys and tunnels of DA now without so much as a catcall. Even at meatmarket sims like Bukkake Bliss nothing happens.
Over a year ago I'd regularly hang out at Doomed Ship, mostly with my friend Rita (pictured above). But I got a little too much of it. In part, this is because it turns out that for adventure, horror, and even co-op and roleplaying experience, video games tend to be a better bet than SL. Once you've played Dead Space, then Doomed Ship doesn't have the same thrill. I miss the sex, though!
I expect I'll be back intermittently. I've had dry spells before, sometimes for months on end. And sometimes I've been lucky and found new friends or an active sim after a long drought. But at the moment I feel like I'm wasting my time.
I don't really know what's happened. I log on, maybe chat with some friends, wander around a sim where no one is talking, and end up leaving, frustrated.
This isn't to say nothing good ever happens. But most of it lately has been dates with my friend Kata, blessings on her. But it's like everyone else has forgotten me. I'm really sorry to be so negative, but on the other hand if you looked at my profile and ended up here to find out what happened to me, this is what happened.
My best times in SL have been when I've had either friends I could count on to be around night after night, or a sim that I could wander with a pretty good chance of finding random (preferably sexy) RP. But all the sims I know have turned dry. Dark Alley was good for awhile, mostly because of the college headmaster, Tea-- but he disappeared, and I can walk the unsafest alleys and tunnels of DA now without so much as a catcall. Even at meatmarket sims like Bukkake Bliss nothing happens.
Over a year ago I'd regularly hang out at Doomed Ship, mostly with my friend Rita (pictured above). But I got a little too much of it. In part, this is because it turns out that for adventure, horror, and even co-op and roleplaying experience, video games tend to be a better bet than SL. Once you've played Dead Space, then Doomed Ship doesn't have the same thrill. I miss the sex, though!
I expect I'll be back intermittently. I've had dry spells before, sometimes for months on end. And sometimes I've been lucky and found new friends or an active sim after a long drought. But at the moment I feel like I'm wasting my time.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Creepy dom
A really interesting warning post about creepy doms from the RL kink community:
http://kinkylittlegirl.wordpress.com/2010/07/15/a-field-guide-to-creepy-dom-2/
It's not the same in SL, because we can log off at any time, and of course there's no STDs. But I've run into Creepy Dom often enough. Though in SL it's hard to tell him from Noob Dom.
http://kinkylittlegirl.wordpress.com/2010/07/15/a-field-guide-to-creepy-dom-2/
It's not the same in SL, because we can log off at any time, and of course there's no STDs. But I've run into Creepy Dom often enough. Though in SL it's hard to tell him from Noob Dom.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
How not to do it part 942
I showed up in DA tonight and almost immediately, some chick grabbed my collar.
That's a mixed bag-- trending negative. I don't like people just touching my collar, especially without saying a word, and out in the middle of the street. But I give a little leeway to women, so I waited to see what would happen.
Chick: hello girl
Me: hello there
Chick: what brings u here
Me: i teach at the college...
Chick: yeah? what
Me: mostly art and comportment
Chick smiles
Chick: maybe i can teach u something
Me: yeah? like what?
Chick pulls off ur top
She used the collar to take off my top and jeans, then started dragging me somewhere. I logged out.
She kinda lost me at "u", but real turnoff was the complete lack of RP. Things don't have to be realistic, but what kind of scene starts with a stranger collaring you in the street and taking off your clothes?
(And though DA is a place for rape fantasies-- one, the minimal dialog made no sense for a rapist; and two, DA's rules are actually quite clear about requiring OOC consent.)
Maybe I should have perservered-- for Science. I strongly suspect the chick was played by a guy. Could he actually handle a lesbian topping, or would he have pulled out a dick?
That's a mixed bag-- trending negative. I don't like people just touching my collar, especially without saying a word, and out in the middle of the street. But I give a little leeway to women, so I waited to see what would happen.
Chick: hello girl
Me: hello there
Chick: what brings u here
Me: i teach at the college...
Chick: yeah? what
Me: mostly art and comportment
Chick smiles
Chick: maybe i can teach u something
Me: yeah? like what?
Chick pulls off ur top
She used the collar to take off my top and jeans, then started dragging me somewhere. I logged out.
She kinda lost me at "u", but real turnoff was the complete lack of RP. Things don't have to be realistic, but what kind of scene starts with a stranger collaring you in the street and taking off your clothes?
(And though DA is a place for rape fantasies-- one, the minimal dialog made no sense for a rapist; and two, DA's rules are actually quite clear about requiring OOC consent.)
Maybe I should have perservered-- for Science. I strongly suspect the chick was played by a guy. Could he actually handle a lesbian topping, or would he have pulled out a dick?
Thursday, December 22, 2011
How to do it
I've mentioned the headmaster at Dark Alley College, Tea. Here's a recent pic:
I happen to have a picture of that night, but I wanted to talk about last night. I came by the school and there were a bunch of people in the gym, including Tea. I didn't want to interrupt anything, but I figured I could go in and see what was going on.
A moment later Tea came up to me and gently asked if I'd take off my clothes.
I did of course... how can you resist a nice order like that, from your headmaster? He took me over to the basketball hoop, tied me to it so I was naked and helpless in front of several other people, and fingered me to orgasm.
Then he released me, kissed me warmly, and helped me get dressed.
This is one of my favorite things, really... someone takes me in public, treating me as a sexual plaything while people watch, and I cooperate fully, embarrassed but also excited to be naked and being used. I love a little humiliation, and it was all the better because a couple of students were frankly staring at us.
What makes it go down so easily, however, is Tea's attitude. He is never harsh (unless a girl is very disobedient). He's always polite and extremely appreciative. That's not to say he's saccharine: he loves leashing and tying up, and sometimes likes to cause pain. But I'll do almost anything for a kind dom/domme.
He has a neat topping technique-- he always expects a response to anything he does, even in IMs, and he'll punish you (lightly) if you forget. I might have to use that in my topping repertoire.
(The pic is from an earlier session when he took me downstairs into the school cellar, tied me up, and fucked me.)
I happen to have a picture of that night, but I wanted to talk about last night. I came by the school and there were a bunch of people in the gym, including Tea. I didn't want to interrupt anything, but I figured I could go in and see what was going on.
A moment later Tea came up to me and gently asked if I'd take off my clothes.
I did of course... how can you resist a nice order like that, from your headmaster? He took me over to the basketball hoop, tied me to it so I was naked and helpless in front of several other people, and fingered me to orgasm.
Then he released me, kissed me warmly, and helped me get dressed.
This is one of my favorite things, really... someone takes me in public, treating me as a sexual plaything while people watch, and I cooperate fully, embarrassed but also excited to be naked and being used. I love a little humiliation, and it was all the better because a couple of students were frankly staring at us.
What makes it go down so easily, however, is Tea's attitude. He is never harsh (unless a girl is very disobedient). He's always polite and extremely appreciative. That's not to say he's saccharine: he loves leashing and tying up, and sometimes likes to cause pain. But I'll do almost anything for a kind dom/domme.
He has a neat topping technique-- he always expects a response to anything he does, even in IMs, and he'll punish you (lightly) if you forget. I might have to use that in my topping repertoire.
(The pic is from an earlier session when he took me downstairs into the school cellar, tied me up, and fucked me.)
Sunday, December 11, 2011
What not to do #291
First, this guy was dressed as a misshapen dwarf with an exposed penis. Then he started talking to me in IM. "Your sooo cute" isn't bad, but then it was one strike after another.
Dwarf: do you look like your avi in rl
That's just not going to go anywhere good. And then!
Dwarf: how does it work here
Mavia: in dark alley?
Dwarf: rlv
Dwarf: grab and rape and all that
Dwarf: im little more traditional
Dwarf: dance
Dwarf: dinner
Dwarf: fondle
Dwarf: lol
Dwarf: sorry
Euuurrrgh... I dunno, I guess it's supposed to be dirty-old-man cute, but it comes off as creepy. (Remember: dwarf with big dick.) I put him off as gently as I could, and he lamented:
Dwarf: you run around and then you finnaly meet your dream girl
Dwarf: and
Dwarf: poof
Dwarf: go figure
Uh, yeah. For the genuinely clueless: girls are not impressed that, at first sight, you announce that you've found your dream girl. This does not come across as romantic. It comes across as superficial and unrealistic. We want to be loved for more than our looks.
Dwarf: do you look like your avi in rl
That's just not going to go anywhere good. And then!
Dwarf: how does it work here
Mavia: in dark alley?
Dwarf: rlv
Dwarf: grab and rape and all that
Dwarf: im little more traditional
Dwarf: dance
Dwarf: dinner
Dwarf: fondle
Dwarf: lol
Dwarf: sorry
Euuurrrgh... I dunno, I guess it's supposed to be dirty-old-man cute, but it comes off as creepy. (Remember: dwarf with big dick.) I put him off as gently as I could, and he lamented:
Dwarf: you run around and then you finnaly meet your dream girl
Dwarf: and
Dwarf: poof
Dwarf: go figure
Uh, yeah. For the genuinely clueless: girls are not impressed that, at first sight, you announce that you've found your dream girl. This does not come across as romantic. It comes across as superficial and unrealistic. We want to be loved for more than our looks.
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