The sound of rain patters over the hard city ground.
Rhi chuckles as she props herself up against the alley wall.
Her head tilted back, she raises her eyes toward the the cities towers. Her arms are at her side, laying in the cold puddle she has found herself comfortable in.
The lights all swirl together as she swings her head slowly back and forth. They pulse together in a rhythmic beat. Blue meshes to white, lines form together to create shapes and her heart starts… Continue
Added by R.H.I. on October 29, 2009 at 4:30pm —
I returned back to the Blue Ant tonight. Met someone who had me second guessing the medic who had promised me some sort of answers. Seems everyone here has a story, and they change it quite frequently.
To my surprise, as we chatted, the masked drug dealer appeared. It left me speechless. I had seen that face well back home, and now to see it here, well... it was not something I really wanted to see. The masked street doc, I did however learn, is a surgeon himself. I also learned of a… Continue
Added by R.H.I. on October 29, 2009 at 1:00am —
I re-visited the Blue Ant today....I somewhat regret it.
Not only did I leave my jasmine brew half finished, but I didn't even get to take the orange with me that the man Simeon has learned quickly I enjoy.
I had found a medic, a surgeon, someone who could possibly give me answers. A man who appeared to be a solider came in and sat down between the medic, Mina, and I. I tried looking over him, but his large frame stood in the way. I asked Sims for something to write on and… Continue
Added by R.H.I. on October 26, 2009 at 12:38pm —
The other day I was over the bridge admiring the glow from this hotel. To my sensory surprise I smelt what could be tea. I headed towards a place called the Blue Ant.
As I sat and listed to the patrons (who were might colorful, not in their appearance mind you, but in their words), one man was drinking tea. The warm vapors I watched as they flowed from the top of his cup, and swirled around his nose made my mouth quench. I had to have some. But alas, this wired girl didn't have what… Continue
ive been having ulcer pain on and off for the past month and last night it hit really bad...second night in a row its horrible makes concentrating on rp rilly difficult for me...that and the lack of sleep im so out of it...bear with me though im sure ill be back to normal someday!
“...no one has hitherto laid down the limits to the powers of the body, that is, no one has as yet been taught by experience what the body can accomplish solely by the laws of nature, in so far as she is regarded as extension. No one hitherto has gained such an accurate knowledge of the bodily mechanism, that he can explain all its…
I am a Cloud Hand. I do not lead. I simply watch. I see with all five of my senses.
I've read stories of today. The stories of yesterday. I know what you ate for dinner last night. Taste of it under your tongue. Touch of it against your hands. The smell of it wafting to my nostrils. The sound of it against your teeth. I know your crimes and your deeds. The blood on your hands. The things you stole. The sound of your footsteps as you flee… Continue
I didn't know what to do for me next blog so I figured I'd make up a few crazy what ifs. Note, this may contain mild interpretations of how changes in his life would affect other characters, but these are NOT cannon nor should they be taken seriously.
What if... Issue #1
What if Daniel was adopted by a Gemini Cybernetics Research Executive?
After being spoiled his entire life by his adoptive parents, Daniel had never… Continue
In the Second Life machinima "Prometheus", the Greek legend is retold in bold imagery and blood-soaked symbolism, as if the story of the man who defied the gods had become a Dali-esque fever dream. Created by Luca Lisci, an Italian artist who is known in Second Life as Vive Voom, it's a glorious visual feast you should best watch in a darkened room with the lights turned low:
for I have sinned. It has been too long since my last confession...I am a horrible person, and I cant rid myself of these sinful thoughts in my head...I have a feelin' my mother would be lookin' down at me disappointed. I am envious of other people and wish I were smarter so i would know what to do...but everytime i try to fix things I end up makin' it worse. I have never been so good off yet so sad at the same time...mebbe i shoulda jus let tin man take me cause then i wouldnt be fekkin things… Continue
What i want.
an end to the pain i know.
a begining to the kind people whisper and grin about.
to draw the attention of the room.
to have someone hang on my every motion, every fiber of thier mind wrapped up in the tinyest details of me.
to be noticed.
to be wanted.
to not be bored.
to excite, and be excited.
to be wanted for what i can do.
to be wanted for who i am.
a good friend.
a wild time.
"The 3 pics you see here are some of the roles I play on Secondlife. The pics were taken in my office where I work as a Bounty Hunter. I also run a couple of clubs, some manufacturing, a couple of clothing stores, and various other enterprises.I am…"