Monday, October 6, 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.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Song by VNV Nation, Film by Andy Huang
I first saw this on Zoe's blog but I'm so intrigued by this I'm posting it here as well. An amazing mashup of song and video.
elektricc wrote: "It's a mix between the great animotion of Andy Huang`s dollface and a new Song of VNV Nations CD Judgement. Even if it`s not a official Version it looks like it belong together...greetings from a fan."
elektricc wrote: "It's a mix between the great animotion of Andy Huang`s dollface and a new Song of VNV Nations CD Judgement. Even if it`s not a official Version it looks like it belong together...greetings from a fan."
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....
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Elle's Thoughts: What Not to Do #1
Aw, c'mon Phin! You bought the same Nicky Ree lingerie I had right down to the same color?
*groans*
The look on my face says it all...
*groans*
The look on my face says it all...
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*
Monday, August 11, 2008
Elle's Thoughts: Accessories Such As...
...earrings had never crossed Phin's mind, but I thought a pair of simple silver hoops would look great with that short, edgy hair.
"I love them!" Phin said. "I would have never thought to wear them!"
It is things like this that I find interesting about Phin. These entirely new concepts of what to wear and do...
"I love them!" Phin said. "I would have never thought to wear them!"
It is things like this that I find interesting about Phin. These entirely new concepts of what to wear and do...
Sunday, August 10, 2008
The remarkable and accomplished Catherine Asaro
Zoe reminded me that Sophrosyne Stenvaag's Salon was about to begin. Author, astrophysicist and ballerina Catherine Asaro, gave some inworld time in Extropia to chat with a few of us geek-types.
As usual in our RL, I was on time while Z was fashionably late.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Bending Reality
There is currently a lively discussion in the SL Blogosphere about avatar shapes and what is real and unreal. If you haven't read them, you can catch-up here, here, here, and here.
So, let me say this about that:
As a shapeshifting avatar recently exploring the Grid as femPhin, I gotta say - in the world of SL, so-called realistic shapes are boring. That is, boring if everyone *did* resemble their RL selves. I mean no disrespect to those who want to retain their RL appearance in SL, but it's a fact in my own personal case that I almost left SL because I felt constrained and uninspired. I've tried to find my way in the metaverse for over a year and other than having a few close relationships that mean the world to me, I wanted a little more from my SL.
My recent plunge into shapeshifting has given me a new lease on life in my Second Life. Changing forms and shapes is what keeps me here and keeps me interested.
This is the only virtual world that allows one to change avatar appearance so easily. I like being a human male, a human female, a tiny squirrel (and other assorted tiny avatars), and soon will go exploring as an abstract avatar (neither human nor animal).
SL let's me do this...
A male in Real Life, I can stand on a beach in Extropia - wearing a female shape, hair, skin, red bikini, high-heeled shoes that don't sink into the sand - and chat with my SL GF.
So, let me say this about that:
As a shapeshifting avatar recently exploring the Grid as femPhin, I gotta say - in the world of SL, so-called realistic shapes are boring. That is, boring if everyone *did* resemble their RL selves. I mean no disrespect to those who want to retain their RL appearance in SL, but it's a fact in my own personal case that I almost left SL because I felt constrained and uninspired. I've tried to find my way in the metaverse for over a year and other than having a few close relationships that mean the world to me, I wanted a little more from my SL.
My recent plunge into shapeshifting has given me a new lease on life in my Second Life. Changing forms and shapes is what keeps me here and keeps me interested.
This is the only virtual world that allows one to change avatar appearance so easily. I like being a human male, a human female, a tiny squirrel (and other assorted tiny avatars), and soon will go exploring as an abstract avatar (neither human nor animal).
SL let's me do this...
A male in Real Life, I can stand on a beach in Extropia - wearing a female shape, hair, skin, red bikini, high-heeled shoes that don't sink into the sand - and chat with my SL GF.
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