Liza Jane. Here's what you posted:

"I'm stunned at how many folk post there. John took $10,000 from us and used it to fund a retreat for Second Lifers, who were acting as moderators."

See how I thought you gave him $10,000? How silly of me. I now know you mean total money gotten from all the people, right?

Now you asked me if I had fun in Second Life. I can't say. My mother taught me never to kiss and tell. AND I ALWAYS LISTEN TO MY MOTHER!!!!

You gotta go there. It will knock your socks off. I will never understand why anyone would pay for a membership when you can join for free and do whatever you wish but people are literally paying rent for housing, building islands, gambling in virtual casinos.

Oh, I forgot to tell the story of how I ended up in an S&M dungeon. It was my first time on Second Life and I had absolutely no idea what the heck I was doing. I was practicing teleporting here and there and practicing flying around. So I did a search and somehow was teleported to a very dark world.
There was a host standing there with a collar on and he goes "how may I serve you maam". I think I asked him "how do I earn free linden dollars" and he goes: "I can't help you maam, I am a slave". I said "you're a what??" an then I looked at his avatar. Sure enough, he was slave wearing a collar (this world was for people into bondage and submissives and all that.

Well, here I was asking this strange thing a question about linden dollars and he is going "I'm a slave". So I just said "So if you're a slave, you have to answer all my questions, right?" He said "of course maam"

So I said "stop calling me maam and start explaining linden dollars to me".
So for 15 minutes, I learned all about the currency of Second Life.

FROM A SLAVE NO LESS. jeez.

Thank god I learned to fly by myself.

Melody

This is the first time I have posted on this website... I have to go back and read Melody's post again. I thought I must be dreaming when I read some of that. I have never heard of anything like that before...

I guess all of this must have taken place when I was on my hiatus. I have no idea what the majority of this is about, but am grateful to have found all of you again. This seems like such a nice site and I look forward to coming here frequently.

Meanwhile, back to the post. That shocked the PN right out of me for a fleeting moment...

Glad to see you all again.

Cathie

welcome cathie!

just wanted to make sure you knew that melody was on another site...second life...not neoro talk when she was having those new experiences.

they were new weren't they melody?

a long article about Second Life in today's Boston Globe. John Lester is quoted.

Posting here has sure slowed down since Melody described that island. You havent ALL gone to that Island have you?

New?????

Let me tell you someting!!! I'm a 59 year old Catholic girl who went to catholic parochial school with the nuns. I married a jewish man when I was 32 years old. We sent our son to an Episcopl Private Country Day School

No where in my life did it ever happen that a naked person came over to me saying "want to get it on?" No wonder I said "get it on what?"

I never laughed so hard in all my life.

I'm seeing things I never thought I would see...EVER.....

I visited gambling casinos, dungeons, (and the other place).

The thing I don't understand is the stuff people pay for in this place. They rent out beautiful apartments and pay by the month. They entertain and go on dates.

I was flying around someplace yesterday and when I landed this big good looking guy walks up to me and says "want to see my place?. I typed back. "I don't even know you" and he goes "well, we can fix that". Then he goes "I like your outfit". (You can creat your own avatar, with skins, colors, textures, height, weight (no body is fat there, believe me,they all look like playboy bunnies".

Now the avatar I created is a regular girl with a regular body, a pair of jeans, a top and some shoes. I have absolutely no idea how to do anything else and I'm lucky my avatar has any clothes on at all. It seems you purchase items with linden dollars, and they stay in your inventory until you right click, drag the item to your avatar and it gets clothed. (Yippee, isn't that a ball of fun?)

So I politely say "thank you" to this guy when he goes (and I kid you not) want me to buy you a new body part?" I just stood there and said "I beg your pardon". And he goes 'yeah, it's on me, I'll sport you for a body part".

I think I said "I have to go and cook dinner, and he said "oh, okay, come back soon".

OH YEAH, I'M RUNNING THERE. Somebody will get me a new body part.

Someone should buy me and Alan Blue Stuff, that's what we need.

And this is the future of gaming. What's next. Holographic sex????

Bring back Star Trek, that's all I have to say.


Anyway, back to PN Stuff. Alan had a bad pn night last night. he took a xanax and it did nothing. His feet were driving him crazy all night, even after I massaged him. Don't know why. He should be getting the results of his mri this week. I do hope they can do something on his back. Because when he doesn't sleep, I don't sleep. Oh well. PN stinks, as all of you wel know.

be well,

Melody
P.S. I dare any of you to try Second Life. You laugh your asses off




I stopped flying. I think my second life experience is over. At least for now.

Melody,

I'm sorry to hear Alan had a bad night, and that you did, too, but as for the rest of your post...

Priceless, Melody, Priceless! You're story telling just gets better and better...lol!

Cara

Melody, Melody--They're selling new body parts there? Please tell me how to get there---I want a new spine something awful!

And maybe I could find JL there and drag him to that S&M club for the spanking he deserves!

After I finished cooking dinner, I went to Second Life to see where you get body parts. I mean, if I can get a body like Pamela Anderson Lee, then what the heck, right? So I typed in Body parts Store, and all these things pop up. I teleported myself into a store and lordy, I saw body parts all over the walls. You hover your mouse over the picture and guess what you see????Brand new nipp###. Brand new (well, I can't even use asterisks on that word). They even had a wall with rectums, only they didn't call them rectums. The sign said "Buy yourself a new (you fill in the blanks).
Guess what a body part costs??? 600 linden dollars.

Wow, I guess if I had 5000 lindens I could have some body hah!!!
Only thing is I couldn't use it for anything.

There were men and women in the store and one guy was eyeing my avatar so before he could approach me and ask if he could buy me a new rectum, I hightailed it out of there. Don't need a new one, mine works just fine.

I also read that there is a Harvard business student who teaches some kind of virtual course in Second Life. What the heck ever happened to going in person to learn something.?

This virtual stuff is really amazing. People don't have to leave their homes anymore.

Me?? I'd rather hug my Alan, give him a real massage by a real person and grow old together.

Ah, but it would be nice to look like Pamela Anderson Lee now wouldn't it???

melody

Goody. I bet somebody will introduce a virus into Second Life that you can only get through virtual (oops, I almost typed "virtous") sex, and you have to pay a virtual doctor to treat.

If you have virtual sex, can you honestly say, "I never had sex with that woman!" ?

If I went to Second Life, which I don't intend to now, I'd love to run and backpack in the beautiful Sierra wilderness again. Sex is great, but to me, moving in the beautiful outdoors for hours was even better. That's the worst part of PN for me, that I can't do what I most loved to do anymore.