Things were quiet when I logged in today, so I took a little time to start building a new deck on the house. Out of the sky falls a girl, wearing cuffs and a collar, and a skimpy little dress. Odd as that sounds, it's not unheard of in Lochme, the sim I live in.
At first I was a little annoyed, as she was obviously a newbie. A glance at her mostly empty profile showed that she was almost a year old though, so I deemed her "perma-noob" and got ready to ask her to leave. Then she said to me, "can you help?" Now, I may be evil, but I am not mean, so I asked her what she needed, and of course waited for a reply, because perma-noobs always talk slow...
It seems the poor dear couldn't see names or location, or teleport. I checked her restraints quickly, but they were all unlocked. After messing about for awhile I finally determined that she's worn a relay at some point and coached her through removing it, viola', issue solved.
I talked with her for a bit, but I really wasn't in the mood for a scene with a subbie I didn't know, so she went her way and thanked me for my time.
This whole thing got me to thinking. We all were new once. What is it the kept some of us coming back, and how is that we aren't perma-noobs too?
I've met basically two kinds of people that remain in SL a long time. Geeks and writers. Yes, I said geek.. But it's true, it's those people that have been the backbone of SL since it was new.
And the writers, or the creative wordsmiths, have nurtured culture and ideas within the framework.
So the next newbie you meet, take the time and be nice. I know most of us are.
We were all new once.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Insight out of the past
Last summer I got the wild idea to claim a plot on the Playa of Burning Life. If you don't know what that is google Burning Man. Burning Life is the SL equivalent, and I won't go into details about it here. You just need to know that it was a way to deal with having too much SL time and needing a creative outlet. I had the help of two of my sisters, Shae and Sharie, without whom it would never have happened. Ru and Tot gave me tons and tons of pictures to use, and De was there almost everyday to play hostess with me. Many more deserve thanks as well.
But I digress.. The plot right next to mine was claimed by a Brit. She had a display about some silly idea involving peace through tea, of all things.. (I'm teasing Anna) I guess you need to know that my display was the only one involving BDSM and SL. (There may have been others, but no one ever found one that I heard about) And poor Anna had the fortune, or misfortune to get as her neighbor a bunch of latex clad females that were tied up half of the time. Long story shortened, Anna came to me privately and confessed an interest in BDSM, and indeed she and I explored some things together. I won't reveal any more as she is a very private person and I hope she forgives me for saying this much.
Anna and I drifted apart, as often happens in SL, for whatever reasons. But last night out of the blue (and oddly enough I had been thinking about her that day) she IM's me. We talk a bit, exchanging pleasantries the way the Brits do. I invited her to Ash's new home for a visit and to show off my darling girl as well. (She's quite the decorator btw). Anna invited us to see her island home, so we went for a visit there as well. I have to admit that even though it is very tiny, it's relaxing and pleasant.
When it was time to go I got the feeling Anna had more to say. I remember from BL that she's not the kind to talk openly unless she's comfortable with her surroundings and assured of privacy, so I sent Ash home and probed Anna a bit. Surprisingly she seemed to be more concerned about me than I would have thought. She asked how I was doing after leaving Ru, commented on how hard giving up the collar can be for everyone. She wondered how my sisters were doing, and asked how the Domme life was treating me.
Anna asked if I was putting the needs of my girls before my own. My answer flowed out of me easily, because it's the truth and the way I feel. Yes, I am, but in so doing their needs become my own. I feel.. no, I become satisfied, and joyful when they get what they need from me.
But the one thing that really surprised me.. that made me stop and really think..
She asked if my own needs weren't just as important as theirs..
But I digress.. The plot right next to mine was claimed by a Brit. She had a display about some silly idea involving peace through tea, of all things.. (I'm teasing Anna) I guess you need to know that my display was the only one involving BDSM and SL. (There may have been others, but no one ever found one that I heard about) And poor Anna had the fortune, or misfortune to get as her neighbor a bunch of latex clad females that were tied up half of the time. Long story shortened, Anna came to me privately and confessed an interest in BDSM, and indeed she and I explored some things together. I won't reveal any more as she is a very private person and I hope she forgives me for saying this much.
Anna and I drifted apart, as often happens in SL, for whatever reasons. But last night out of the blue (and oddly enough I had been thinking about her that day) she IM's me. We talk a bit, exchanging pleasantries the way the Brits do. I invited her to Ash's new home for a visit and to show off my darling girl as well. (She's quite the decorator btw). Anna invited us to see her island home, so we went for a visit there as well. I have to admit that even though it is very tiny, it's relaxing and pleasant.
When it was time to go I got the feeling Anna had more to say. I remember from BL that she's not the kind to talk openly unless she's comfortable with her surroundings and assured of privacy, so I sent Ash home and probed Anna a bit. Surprisingly she seemed to be more concerned about me than I would have thought. She asked how I was doing after leaving Ru, commented on how hard giving up the collar can be for everyone. She wondered how my sisters were doing, and asked how the Domme life was treating me.
Anna asked if I was putting the needs of my girls before my own. My answer flowed out of me easily, because it's the truth and the way I feel. Yes, I am, but in so doing their needs become my own. I feel.. no, I become satisfied, and joyful when they get what they need from me.
But the one thing that really surprised me.. that made me stop and really think..
She asked if my own needs weren't just as important as theirs..
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