Showing posts with label SLBlogosphere. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SLBlogosphere. Show all posts
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
At least it wasn't "hey Sexy"
So I was visiting a club when I get this IM (Name changed to protect the horny).
Apparently my RL straight man inside a lesbian avatar wasn't obvious enough for him. So far I've only been hit-on by men.
*scratches head and sighs*
Back to the drawing board. I'm hoping to be hit-on by a female next time. Or even a shemale would be a good step.
[23:35] Big Fellah imagines an evening of dancing with Phin, holding her close...then retiring with her to a four-star hotel, a suite overlooking water. Drifting off to sleep with her, holding her from behind, her head resting in the crook of his left arm, his right arm encircling her, hand cupping her soft breast, his cock hard, inside her sweet pussy from behind, his face buried in the nape of her neck, drinking in her sweet aroma...then his giving her two or three firm, loving strokes with his large cock, only to finally drift off...awakening in the morning, still holding the lovely Phin, still deep inside her, still very hard, then giving her a few more loving strokes with his swollen member...the sunlight streaming into the room...a knock at door, room service arriving with cut flowers, fresh hot coffee, and breakfast for two.....
Apparently my RL straight man inside a lesbian avatar wasn't obvious enough for him. So far I've only been hit-on by men.
*scratches head and sighs*
Back to the drawing board. I'm hoping to be hit-on by a female next time. Or even a shemale would be a good step.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Big Hairy Deal
I was urged by my hair-enthusiast sister to visit the Hairspray sim and check-out the new Hair Fair.
The freebie hut was a big "meh" (there's a reason those things are free, ladies).
Rosie the Robot agrees that my current fP hair rawks! Other than seeing Rosie, I wasn't much interested in the place.
No offense to Zoe - or others who suggested I go, but I'm more focused on expanding my femPhin wardrobe and not really into acquiring more hairstyles (or different colors of the same style). So this didn't hold my interest for very long. I like what I have and I'm stickin' to it.
Did my male-brain just not care? Give me a gadget expo and I'm all over it!
The bottom line: I saved my Linden Dollars today.
The freebie hut was a big "meh" (there's a reason those things are free, ladies).
Rosie the Robot agrees that my current fP hair rawks! Other than seeing Rosie, I wasn't much interested in the place.
No offense to Zoe - or others who suggested I go, but I'm more focused on expanding my femPhin wardrobe and not really into acquiring more hairstyles (or different colors of the same style). So this didn't hold my interest for very long. I like what I have and I'm stickin' to it.
Did my male-brain just not care? Give me a gadget expo and I'm all over it!
The bottom line: I saved my Linden Dollars today.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thought Process
My Thought Process...
1- One of my favorite colors - Green.
2- Elle buys special Nicky Ree lingerie with me in mind in my favorite color - Green.
3- Phin experiments with female avatar (aka femPhin or fP).
4- Phin buys clothes for fP.
5- Phin likes the special green-version Nicky Ree lingerie that Elle recently purchased.
6- Phin buys his own green-version Nicky Ree lingerie that Elle recently purchased.
7- Phin thinks it would be cute if we had the same lingerie.
My Mistake...
Elle didn't like my thought process.
Where I went wrong? See number 6 and 7.
Thinking it would be cute, I took the special out of her purchase for me.
Thus endeth the lesson.
[looks at Elle] Sorry, honey!
1- One of my favorite colors - Green.
2- Elle buys special Nicky Ree lingerie with me in mind in my favorite color - Green.
3- Phin experiments with female avatar (aka femPhin or fP).
4- Phin buys clothes for fP.
5- Phin likes the special green-version Nicky Ree lingerie that Elle recently purchased.
6- Phin buys his own green-version Nicky Ree lingerie that Elle recently purchased.
7- Phin thinks it would be cute if we had the same lingerie.
My Mistake...
Elle didn't like my thought process.
Where I went wrong? See number 6 and 7.
Thinking it would be cute, I took the special out of her purchase for me.
Thus endeth the lesson.
[looks at Elle] Sorry, honey!
Thursday, August 14, 2008
A Flight to Remember - The Accident
It was a beautiful day.
"Not much lag," I thought.
"Perfect" I said to no one in particular, donning my RCAF Jacket. I smiled, and as I watched the sun rise over Connolly Aerodrome I strode aboard my Bleriot (still an old favorite in my aircraft collection).
Stepping into the cockpit, I looked ahead of me, checking for any avatars on the runway.
All clear.
I started the engine and taxied a few meters before increasing thrust. I pulled-back on the stick and the aircraft lifted-off the runway. I smiled again.
Safely crossing several sims, I loosened my grip on the stick and relaxed my shoulders. More successful sim crossings across the Firth of Caledon.
Approaching the western edge of Caledon, I made my turn around Caledon Sound. For a few moments my eyes were transfixed on the sky. Windlight is so beautiful this time of day.
Then...
Without warning an errant object of unknown origin flew in front of my path.
Alarmed, I tightened my grip on the controls. Jerking the plane suddenly, I bit the inside of my mouth, tasting blood. I over-corrected. Disgusted I thought, "Nice one, Phin!"
I remember hitting something. It wasn't a slow deceleration, but a sudden near neck-breaking stop. In less than a second I was motionless.
What happened next was like a hallucination... I think... To tell you the truth I'm not sure if this was a dream or real.
My plane began to shake and shudder as a swirling wind-storm enveloped me.
I heard something akin to groaning as metal twisted beneath me. Within seconds I was thrown away from my craft. My flying machine appeared to implode.
Why was I still alive?
Higher and higher I flew with the storm. As my hands fumbled with the radio controls - I felt a growing nausea and pain in my stomach. Grimacing, I lost my hold of the device and watched it fall. It disappeared into the clouds. My ability to communicate with other pilots or anyone on the ground... gone.
My heart sunk further.
My mind was in as much a swirl as my body. A tornadic vortex had taken me to heights and velocities never before experienced by an avatar on the grid. I was frightened beyond measure. My brain was too addled by the ordeal and I was losing hope. I wasn't sure how I would or could escape peril this time.
Surrounded by a growing blackness, within seconds the sky was gone.
Feeling totally helpless, I closed my eyes and began to pray. I was convinced I would never see my friends and loved ones again. That I would never see Elle again. I accepted my fate, so sure that this was the end - I asked the Almighty for a quick death.
I opened my eyes. The blackness of space now surrounded me without any point of reference, yet I could still breath. Perhaps I was already dead? As I pondered this, I noticed my rate of climb began to slow and for a moment I was suspended in the air.
Then...the terrifying fall.
To be continued....
"Not much lag," I thought.
"Perfect" I said to no one in particular, donning my RCAF Jacket. I smiled, and as I watched the sun rise over Connolly Aerodrome I strode aboard my Bleriot (still an old favorite in my aircraft collection).
Stepping into the cockpit, I looked ahead of me, checking for any avatars on the runway.
All clear.
I started the engine and taxied a few meters before increasing thrust. I pulled-back on the stick and the aircraft lifted-off the runway. I smiled again.
Safely crossing several sims, I loosened my grip on the stick and relaxed my shoulders. More successful sim crossings across the Firth of Caledon.
Approaching the western edge of Caledon, I made my turn around Caledon Sound. For a few moments my eyes were transfixed on the sky. Windlight is so beautiful this time of day.
Then...
Without warning an errant object of unknown origin flew in front of my path.
Alarmed, I tightened my grip on the controls. Jerking the plane suddenly, I bit the inside of my mouth, tasting blood. I over-corrected. Disgusted I thought, "Nice one, Phin!"
I remember hitting something. It wasn't a slow deceleration, but a sudden near neck-breaking stop. In less than a second I was motionless.
What happened next was like a hallucination... I think... To tell you the truth I'm not sure if this was a dream or real.
My plane began to shake and shudder as a swirling wind-storm enveloped me.
I heard something akin to groaning as metal twisted beneath me. Within seconds I was thrown away from my craft. My flying machine appeared to implode.
Why was I still alive?
Higher and higher I flew with the storm. As my hands fumbled with the radio controls - I felt a growing nausea and pain in my stomach. Grimacing, I lost my hold of the device and watched it fall. It disappeared into the clouds. My ability to communicate with other pilots or anyone on the ground... gone.
My heart sunk further.
My mind was in as much a swirl as my body. A tornadic vortex had taken me to heights and velocities never before experienced by an avatar on the grid. I was frightened beyond measure. My brain was too addled by the ordeal and I was losing hope. I wasn't sure how I would or could escape peril this time.
Surrounded by a growing blackness, within seconds the sky was gone.
Feeling totally helpless, I closed my eyes and began to pray. I was convinced I would never see my friends and loved ones again. That I would never see Elle again. I accepted my fate, so sure that this was the end - I asked the Almighty for a quick death.
I opened my eyes. The blackness of space now surrounded me without any point of reference, yet I could still breath. Perhaps I was already dead? As I pondered this, I noticed my rate of climb began to slow and for a moment I was suspended in the air.
Then...the terrifying fall.
To be continued....
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
The Not-So Glamorous Life of a Super-Model
With the dogfights, attending a meetup with Catherine Asaro, and seeing Elle again before her week off for a RL vacation, I had a fairly full SL weekend.
Sunday afternoon/evening was much slower. I was trying to stay away from SL when my sister Google IM'ed me and asked if I wanted to do some Gun Model poses.
Me? A model? Sure!
And thus began my first job in my femPhin modeling career as a proud GirlWithGun
It was all very exciting. Exciting for 3 minutes.
Once I held my gun in hand, all the work was in Zoe's hands. I sat in the car for a few shots, then stood on the gun-pose stand while Z moved me around. I went AFK for a few minutes and poured myself a glass of wine, I sorted inventory, I rezzed something I wasn't sure about and got in trouble for ruining a shot, I went AFK again.
When I finally returned, Zoe was gone! WTF?
*harrumph*
Sunday afternoon/evening was much slower. I was trying to stay away from SL when my sister Google IM'ed me and asked if I wanted to do some Gun Model poses.
Me? A model? Sure!
And thus began my first job in my femPhin modeling career as a proud GirlWithGun
It was all very exciting. Exciting for 3 minutes.
Once I held my gun in hand, all the work was in Zoe's hands. I sat in the car for a few shots, then stood on the gun-pose stand while Z moved me around. I went AFK for a few minutes and poured myself a glass of wine, I sorted inventory, I rezzed something I wasn't sure about and got in trouble for ruining a shot, I went AFK again.
When I finally returned, Zoe was gone! WTF?
Zoe Connolly: mmkay then...I'm done with the shoot. Thanks for posing!Photographers! Directors! They're all the same!
*harrumph*
Friday, August 8, 2008
Eladrienne's Other Life!: Does My SL BF Make Me Look Fat?
Thanks to my SL GF Elle for this post: Eladrienne's Other Life!: Does My SL BF Make Me Look Fat?
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Stopped in my tracks
Elle draws her weapon.
No, it's the dreaded carrot-gun!
She fired at my cute tiny squirrel feet! Acorn-bullets would have been my preference.
Point for any attorneys reading this:
I was NOT read my Miranda Rights.
No, it's the dreaded carrot-gun!
She fired at my cute tiny squirrel feet! Acorn-bullets would have been my preference.
Point for any attorneys reading this:
I was NOT read my Miranda Rights.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
So this guy walks into a bar...
Well not just any bar. A Club.
And not just any club. A BDSM Club.
It was time for femPhin to strut her stuff at a popular SL BDSM establishment. Here's the text of my conversation with a fellow I'll call Master Dude. Only his name has been changed.
[2008/08/02 21:29] Master Dude: Evening
[2008/08/02 21:30] Phineas Messmer: hello
[2008/08/02 21:31] Master Dude: how are you tonight
[2008/08/02 21:31] Phineas Messmer: Good how are you?
[2008/08/02 21:32] Master Dude: where did you go
I didn't move from my spot
[2008/08/02 21:33] Phineas Messmer: Uhm....I'm right here. Do you mean where have I been?
[2008/08/02 21:34] Master Dude: yes very quite
Huh?
[2008/08/02 21:35] Phineas Messmer: Okay... well I've been to various clubs and parties tonight
[2008/08/02 21:36] Phineas Messmer: I see you have some company ;-)
By company I mean a latex-clad redhead with her hand on his manhood.
[2008/08/02 21:38] Phineas Messmer smiles
[2008/08/02 21:38] Master Dude: friends and yes I am seeking females/subs for my family
[2008/08/02 21:39] Phineas Messmer: subs... wow! well I *do* have a submarine
Heh
[2008/08/02 21:39] Phineas Messmer: I'm just kidding...
[2008/08/02 21:39] Master Dude: very nice
[2008/08/02 21:39] Master Dude: ;-)
[2008/08/02 21:40] Phineas Messmer: Have you been a Master for very long?
[2008/08/02 21:40] Master Dude: SL or RL
[2008/08/02 21:40] Master Dude: RL 1yr
[2008/08/02 21:41] Phineas Messmer: Oh! in RL too?
[2008/08/02 21:41] Phineas Messmer: Wow
[2008/08/02 21:43] Phineas Messmer: How many women are in your family?
[2008/08/02 21:53] Master Dude: right now only 1
[2008/08/02 21:53] Master Dude: I seek 5
[2008/08/02 21:54] Phineas Messmer: Five!?
[2008/08/02 21:54] Phineas Messmer: You can handle 5 women?
4 would be enough for me. This guy is just bragging!
[2008/08/02 21:54] Master Dude: yes 2 sextually
Okay...Now, if he was combining the words "sex" and "text" I'd think this clever but I suspect he didn't mean it.
[2008/08/02 21:54] Master Dude: 1 Alpha
[2008/08/02 21:54] Master Dude: 2 friends
[2008/08/02 21:57] Phineas Messmer: Hmmm, well I'm into girls, is that okay?
[2008/08/02 21:57] Master Dude: yes it is
[2008/08/02 21:57] Master Dude: where are you
[2008/08/02 21:57] Phineas Messmer: Yay!
Apparently he had a real hard time keeping track of my location. I suppose that's why he needed his girls so close to him and in chains. Vision problems. Yup, must be.
New World Notes: Phineas Unmanned: Living Second Life In Another Gender
Huzzah! I've become a D (minus) list SLebrity!
New World Notes: Phineas Unmanned: Living Second Life In Another Gender
New World Notes: Phineas Unmanned: Living Second Life In Another Gender
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
My developing Skin Condition
When I first embarked on this journey as a female avatar last week, I had great help on my first day from my RL sister Zoe. She took me to RaC/Laqroki where I picked-up several female skins. Some of them were duplicates of her skin, but I don't want to be a clone of her. I'm finding my own look in female form.
Hence the lighter geek/goth skin I usually use as pictured below:
But of course, there they are in my inventory. Hawt tan skins. Tempting me. Must...not...use...okay I caved for 30 minutes while I was at Frank's Place - a Jazz Club.
The results?
Instant magnet!
Within 2 minutes I'm approached by this fellow who did the ol' "stand-next-to-the-avatar-you're-about-to-IM" thing. Then he did the "Reading-what's-on-my-screen" animation and promptly left after realizing who I really was.
5 minutes later I'm approached by this guy. I promptly told him about my RL, then he asked if we could just sit down and chat about shapeshifting. Nice guy actually.
Lesson Learned: Like any weapon, certain skins on certain shapes are to be used very carefully.
Hence the lighter geek/goth skin I usually use as pictured below:
But of course, there they are in my inventory. Hawt tan skins. Tempting me. Must...not...use...okay I caved for 30 minutes while I was at Frank's Place - a Jazz Club.
The results?
Instant magnet!
Within 2 minutes I'm approached by this fellow who did the ol' "stand-next-to-the-avatar-you're-about-to-IM" thing. Then he did the "Reading-what's-on-my-screen" animation and promptly left after realizing who I really was.
5 minutes later I'm approached by this guy. I promptly told him about my RL, then he asked if we could just sit down and chat about shapeshifting. Nice guy actually.
Lesson Learned: Like any weapon, certain skins on certain shapes are to be used very carefully.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Form and Function
In a virtual world you can be or do just about anything. Recently that means spending at least part of my time in Second Life as a female avatar.
For reasons I've stated earlier, having a female avatar is eye-candy. Sometimes I stare at my avatar for several minutes. It's very hypnotic when you're so very attracted to the female form.
Breaking away from my avatar for a moment, I ponder the question of shapes and forms.
Being a real life male, I comfortably slipped into my male avatar in May 2007 and wandered about SL. When I first adopted a female avatar a week ago, something was different. My thoughts during the first few days were to think of my female avatar as another person (was this me turning women into objects?), and not really me the way I think about my male avatar. I did not quite feel myself the way I did when I was a male or even as a tiny. That feeling has quickly changed in the last few days. I feel more "at home" as a female, just as much as I do as a male. I can now change shape/gender as easily as changing clothes.
After a few days, I have a strong sense of "me" again. Being female in a virtual world is not only eye-candy, it's an eye-opening experience.
For reasons I've stated earlier, having a female avatar is eye-candy. Sometimes I stare at my avatar for several minutes. It's very hypnotic when you're so very attracted to the female form.
Breaking away from my avatar for a moment, I ponder the question of shapes and forms.
Being a real life male, I comfortably slipped into my male avatar in May 2007 and wandered about SL. When I first adopted a female avatar a week ago, something was different. My thoughts during the first few days were to think of my female avatar as another person (was this me turning women into objects?), and not really me the way I think about my male avatar. I did not quite feel myself the way I did when I was a male or even as a tiny. That feeling has quickly changed in the last few days. I feel more "at home" as a female, just as much as I do as a male. I can now change shape/gender as easily as changing clothes.
After a few days, I have a strong sense of "me" again. Being female in a virtual world is not only eye-candy, it's an eye-opening experience.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Power Tools
Now I must say, I can hold my own in the intimate emote department, but I'll admit to using xcite tools from time to time. As a male, I love sex and gadgets. What better combination than to have both in Second Life?
Hey! A Female Starter Pack! That's just what I need.
That's a boatload of nipples there!
Pondering the whole nipple question.
While amusing myself by watching the store patrons I was approached by 3 males at various times who did the ol' "stand-next-to-the-avatar-you're-about-to-IM" thing. Then they did the "Reading-what's-on-my-screen" animation and promptly left.
Hah! My profile has RL Male Shapeshifter all over it.
Hey! A Female Starter Pack! That's just what I need.
That's a boatload of nipples there!
Pondering the whole nipple question.
While amusing myself by watching the store patrons I was approached by 3 males at various times who did the ol' "stand-next-to-the-avatar-you're-about-to-IM" thing. Then they did the "Reading-what's-on-my-screen" animation and promptly left.
Hah! My profile has RL Male Shapeshifter all over it.
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