M is for Myg

Here I am, hanging out at SL4B. Come keep me company and get the REAL story about what happened that night between me and Vint! Don’t be swayed by her tall tales of “ickyness” people!

Come see me at SLURL and if you can’t find me, IM me (Mygdala March for those of you who don’t know my full name - damn I never use it so I forget myself sometimes…) and I’ll give you a TP.

I’m here from 12-1 SLT, and perhaps afterwards but not sure for how long. Hope to see you all there!

<3

myg

Our friend DCPunk got hitched over the weekend. (Congrats again, man.) Myg told me she put a picture of the wedding up on the Flickr account and I thought she meant… well, it’s a picture of us *at* the wedding anyway. Myg <3 Myg and Burgess <3 Myg. The event was held in a chapel in Versailles, no less. A very beautiful and lifelike build. Above, Myg and I are standing on the flagstones outside the church. We clean up okay, I think. I wish you could have seen the wedding party–talk about custom dresses. The women were climbing over the pews to get a better look.

I was curious to see how the event would unfold–I’d heard about Second Life weddings before, but couldn’t quite imagine how it would all go down. Strangely, it was one of the most real events I’ve witnessed in the metaverse.

The ceremony itself was lagtastic. Even with no scripted attachments people could barely move. More avs packed into close quarters than I have ever seen. But no one has to move during the ceremony, so after everyone got seated and their cameras focused down the aisle, we all settled in. A bunch of us group IM’ing running banter but keeping channel zero open for the official ceremony (thanks, Teemu). At the end of the ceremony, the minister said something along the lines of “May I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. DCPunk and Sugar Dix,” and we all cracked up.

During the actual event, the vows and the emotions seemed almost as real as any first-life wedding. Many avs said they were tearing up. Not me. I’m man enough to cut loose at appropriate times, but I don’t cry at weddings. I think it’s because I’m a cynical person in the first place. I’m cynical about real marriage and I admit, I was cynical about this SL wedding and virtual weddings in general. I hold them extremely sacred in First Life, and performing one in SL seems just a little too playful. After Saturday, I think I need to get the stick out of my ass. Everyone had a good time, and the kiss at the end of the service was so intense the groom crashed. It was a lot of fun and as my friend Orchid put it, “Hey–it’s *their* game.” And she’s right. It’s all of our game, and we can do with it what we like.

I guess the Doc didn’t realize that Agent Paine had been keeping a keen eye on her, for quite some time actually…and now he knew his hunch had been right. That sure as hell wasn’t sunburn Millenia was sporting unaware.

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We’d been reading each other for months, leaving little notes, laughing, teasing, stalking maybe *looks around nervously*, anticipation building like the first time you got to see a midnight showing of Rocky Horror and then the moment was here, our lips met and… no wait, that’s the other story. Nevermind. About last night: Read more

Chatteau de Versailles, Versailles City (132, 163, 25)

It seems ages ago now that I first met DcPunk. In real time it was only three or so months ago, but in SL time that’s a damned lifetime. In fact, given that I’ve only been around for 5 months, you could say I’ve known him most of my Second Life. He’s definitely one of my oldest pals, anyway.

So it is with great pleasure that I announce his impending nuptials to one Sugar Falta! There’s only one question we want to know.

Is Sugar changing her last name to “Dix?”

Because that would be awesome.

Congratulations to the happy couple!

There’s a new stranger in Little Philly now.

I’d dropped by Doc Moody’s office to give her an additional 27,000 L for an emergency phone session when I first bumped into him. I didn’t think much of it. At first. Read more

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Blood… flesh… peace… my mind tumbles… no thought lasts in my head…

driven by the thirst…

I am hunting her. Why?–I don’t know. Or do I?–do I? … Voices echo in my head.
Are they mine? Yours? Who is this? Get out of my head! … silence … fear … freedom. Read more