Born into this world on 02/01/09…as Indigo Starship…
I arrived in this world called Second Life (SL), as a non-gamer, never having played any games other than Area 51 at my local Pub.
A friend of mine from real life (RL) named R.W., had been on SL for a couple of years, and she had always talked about it. I thought she was crazy, until one night at a girl’s night out, she showed all of us pictures of cocks on her cell phone (one of which was H.W. and I believe P.B.), this did peak my interest, but still I was skeptical.
One sleepless night I logged onto Second Life, upon my arrival, I spent the first month on a Victorian Help Island; I never met a soul, never talked to anyone, spent days riding around in a horse drawn carriage. This world was beautiful, but boredom caused me to mention it to R.W., who was at the time away for RL, and she logged on and showed me the way (gave me the keys to my Second Life).
R.W. introduced me to her friends and to her partner H. W.
R.W. was my very first friend on Second Life and as in RL and SL we will always remain the best of friends.
Beyond the fact that friendship is a big pull to start this game, the idea never occurred to me that there was a virtual gaming world, made by some of the world’s most brilliant technical graphic artists.
A little about me and my real life…I had one and still have one…both of which can be tumultuous...this game mainly fills my sleepless nights…I never intended to find friends, lovers and then meet them in RL.
Once I found my new Second Life, I began exploring, being the Virgo perfectionist, I wanted to make sure I knew how to do everything and do it right. I practiced every chance I could get, with the pose balls, anyone familiar with SL, knows a pose ball and it's many uses...lol.
My first few weeks after leaving Victorian hell, were spent shopping for my avatars look, pale white skin and blue/black hair, only fitting for someone named Indigo, and the most skimpiest leather ass showing clothes I could find, and the best part, the black boots.
When I wasn't shopping, I was hanging out in clubs, R.W.'s club, Deranged, and a few others no longer in existence. I was shy and my profile even stated that I "was the silent observer", once I got the hang of everything, I became more outgoing, spent alot of quality time on a stripper pole (for free) with my ass hanging out. I never turned down a teleport (TP); I was always on the move, as I am in RL. I pretty much followed the dj's P. B. and C. F. around from club to club, I would like to say I met alot of amazing people in these clubs, but most people are tight knit in them, you might be lucky to get a "hi". R.W.'s club was different, I met alot of fascinating people there, I even got a job there, as a hostess, helped that I had an "in" with the owner.
Yes, I visited the sex sims, the first time I had public sex, I didn't know about voice, the guy and I were going at it, more like he was going at it, and I heard these voices, which I didn't know there was even voice, I freaked out, I didn't know all the rules, I didn't even research the game, I tend to do things impulsively, which creates problems in the end. In my panic, I deleted my account, and swore I would never return to SL.
I had a rough start, didn't know enough, didn't understand how things worked on SL, I can look back and laugh and wish my Indigo Starship, was still with us. But she is long gone. I made some great friends along the way, and my SL journey got even harder.
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