Diary

A Day in the Life on Second Life · Apr 4, 11:38 AM

Have you shaken out your first life with a run on Second Life? This 3-D virtual world is all the rage right now; I’m sure you’ve heard.

Well it was necessary for me to create my own avatar and become a presence there because some of the YearlyKos Convention 2007 will be live, or actually living there.

So I thought I’d share some experiences I’ve had thus far trying to find my way around.

Day One: I arrive at YKSL (YearlyKos Convention Second Life area, a place called Progressive Island). There is a naked woman standing around. I say something like, “Nice outfit.” She is shocked that I can see her. She thought she was invisible.

Day Two: I again arrive at YKSL to see if I might help anyone. I’m on Staff. Well on the map, I can see that there is one other person on Progressive Island with me. I search for him to no avail. Suddenly he falls in front of me: he’s been flying the whole time which is why I couldn’t find him on the ground (yes, everyone can fly here). I exchange a few unproductive words with him, and then he turns into a refrigerator.

Day Three: I end up at a club by the beach where, if you click on the DJ booth, it will animate your avatar so that you can dance all cool with the other kids. I quite enjoyed seeing young, goth Velvet Bade (that’s me) twirling expertly around. Then, I decided to check out other stuff. So I typed in the word, “Sex,” and did a search. A place called Lil’ Sturgis caught my eye.

Sturgis is a major Harley rally (ha! I almost wrote convention) in South Dakota every year. I keep meaning to go. So I immediately teleported (yes, everyone can teleport) to their area. I found some pickup trucks around a campsite and people making out. I flew around till I found the town. There was this place called Nymphetamine. Wow. What a name. It’s one of those names you wished you’d thought of. I had to check it out. So I walked in. There were pictures of naked women all over the place.

Then this woman walks in and gets in my face. She’s tanned and wearing a halter top. She holds pistols in her hands. I know I can’t die in the world, but still, her and her biker boyfriend (he suddenly appeared) don’t seem real friendly-like, so I move to another room. They follow. More naked women on the walls. Suddenly, there’s this sound and I am in a cage. They have captured me! I can’t fly out.

My heart is racing. I know it’s virtual! But even wandering around different castles I’ve found, I always physically duck in my chair as I watch poor Velvet try, and fail, to clear a turret or battlement. (Bless her heart, I still don’t know how to land her when she’s flying. I just hit the “Stop Flying” button and she plummets to the virtual earth.)

Anyhoo, there I was suddenly caged. Pistol lady and her leather clad beau come closer and closer. Totally freaked out, I realize that I can teleport and I zing back to the safety of Progressive Island, where there is one more person besides me. I see no one.

I decide to fly, and that’s when I see him. It’s the refrigerator guy. He’s sitting in the air…on top of a washing machine. It might be time for real life again.

San Francisco, CA | writer@stephanieblock.com