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Not every post around here is built the same way. Post Style is where the different formats live, from the usual photo-and-story posts to long-form pieces, roleplay, interviews, letters, experiments and the occasional rabbit hole.
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Not every post around here is built the same way. Post Style is where the different formats live, from the usual photo-and-story posts to long-form pieces, roleplay, interviews, letters, experiments and the occasional rabbit hole.
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Salem is back in Second Life, and seven years after I first wandered through as a shopper, I’m returning for the first time as an official Prism Events blogger. This time Mackenzie is coming with me, and somewhere between a dress, a little magic and a room full of things I’m probably better off not touching, our first Salem story came together.
When I published Project Icon on August 30, I really did think I was writing the final chapter of the biggest rebuild LuckySpiritor.Com had ever gone through. I had spent weeks pulling apart a website carrying more than fourteen years of posts, photographs, music, credits, categories, memories and whatever other pieces of my life I had decided belonged here, then somehow put all of it back together without losing the things that made it mine. By the time the new site went live, I wasn’t looking for another project. I wanted to use the damn thing. I wanted to take pictures again, write again, find the songs that somehow always become part of this place and get back to being a blogger instead of spending every night wondering what I could break by changing one more thing in WordPress.
I started this with 107,995 items in my Second Life inventory, which is probably the point where I have to admit that it stopped being an inventory a long time ago and became a storage facility. Fourteen-plus years in Second Life will do that to you.
Three posts into my first round blogging The Arcade, and somehow we’ve gone from sitting in a classroom, to having a pillow fight, to ending up out on a farm. There hasn’t exactly been a logical path from one photo to the next, but I think that’s becoming one of my favorite things about this round. I get a collection of things in front of me, start playing around with them, and eventually we end up somewhere I probably wasn’t expecting when I started.
September is one of those months that can’t seem to make up its mind. Summer isn’t really gone yet, fall isn’t really here, and depending on what time you walk outside you could probably make an argument for either one. I’m perfectly fine with that because I’m not in any particular hurry to say goodbye to summer. Fall will get here, it always does, followed entirely too quickly by winter, and I’ll have plenty of time to complain about that when I’m standing in virtual snow trying to put together another Christmas photo. For now, I’m hanging onto the warm weather for a little longer, and FOXCITY gave me a pretty good place to do it.
Thirty years of Skillet. Eight concerts. A storm at Summerfest, changing lineups, signed memories, Comatose, Monster, and a band that somehow kept becoming part of my own history. Now Scream and After The Storm bring the story right back to where it started: still changing, still fighting, and nowhere near finished.
Well, that didn’t take long. A couple of days ago I was writing my first official post for The Arcade, sending Mackenzie back to school, and wondering what I was going to find when I started digging through everything else waiting for me from the September round. Apparently the answer was a bedroom, a bunch of plants, some mushrooms, and an excuse for the two of us to have a pillow fight. I’d say we’re off to a fantastic start.
Some events in Second Life have been around long enough that they really don’t need an introduction, and The Arcade is definitely one of them. Even if you’ve never stood there clicking away and telling yourself one more pull before doing six more, chances are you know exactly what The Arcade is. For a lot of us who have been around Second Life for any length of time, gachas became their own little culture inside the larger one.
Project Icon: The story behind why I built the blog I couldn’t find. I really thought I was going to make a few changes, which is probably the funniest possible way to start this, considering what you’re looking at now.
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