Two Months.

Well... I abandoned you again. Though, I honestly doubt any of you still check this. Not much has happened. I've started my college classes. Taking 'The Geology of Gemstones' this summer. I've been back on SL some. I've been sadface lately. Going through one of my down swings, I suppose. Meh.

I'm a Little Dolly...

"Mask out!"
"Jacket out!"

This is day three of being a virtual doll for my new friend. She drags me from store to store, discussing various outfits, as well as talking about the brands we see. She playfully mocks my (apparently awful) fashion sense, and points out the flaws of many people we see.

I have to say, I absolutely love the outfits she picks out for me... And the fact that she pays for them. But, without the joking around discussing, it wouldn't be fun at all. I think we've found some variant of the "Gay best friend" routine, in which I'm some sort of test to her fashion skills.

And she's good. She seems to know a lot of hidden-away stores... And we have also randomly found a few as well. I do worry that she's spending too much on me ( Though, she says she gets a large deal of money from a job in the fashion field); as the total is at least higher than 2K by now.

Growing Up (Seems Like a Waste of Time)

Motivation. A reason to accept one's place as a slave for the very rich. Motivation. A reason to bury one's head in the sand and prepare to be normal... I have a single motivation. One which has basically been rendered unachievable due to random chance. But I keep going, because I'm too lazy to stop.

My parents keep bitching at me to go back to school, or to find a job... But I don't want to. I do believe that my reasons are valid enough: I don't find living to be worth the effort that I am expected to put in. If I have to work eight hours a day... And sleep eight hours a day... Then I theoretically have eight hours a day of 'free time'...

But I don't want to work eight hours just to be able to afford to relax for eight hours. Nono, I want to be able to do what I want when I want, with no regards for money, other people, or common sense... Basically, I want to be a female (That is, in the expected social role, not the physical sense). I don't see precisely what's wrong with the idea: I will give into any advances, I can cook and shop reasonably well, and I generally don't talk. That would make me the perfect wife, I do believe.

Oh yes. I turn 19 on the 29th.

iFriendship; Sputnik is Magic.

Right. I've had a strange day... And I think I made a friend.

So, it started just like any other morning on SL... Hopping around from sim to sim in search of something to do. I'd come across a few nice people: A wild Abra, who was making a beautiful 3D version of the Pokemon world, and a man with whom I had an hour long conversation about how to differentiate between a magic tree and a magic giant mushroom. I'd also met a few less-than-desirable folks: Bleach role-players. I'd been all over... And then I ran into something very suspicious... An enemy soldier, standing in an incredibly obscure area... One which neither of us would generally be in without ulterior motives.

So I entered interrogation mode... And found out that I was dealing with someone who owned a nearby sim. Suspicion averted, we started talking...

And talking...

And talking.

We ended up talking most of the day. We teleported around the grid looking at land for sale and unique buildings. We traded tips on how to hostilely sieze land from innocents. We talked about economy and politics. We went over various differences between our two countries (USA, for me; and Spain, for her.). As we were hopping around; herself taking notes on various other militaries, something odd happened...

She bought me a pretty mesh gasmask.

She bought me something.

Now, this act of kindness was interpreted as a red flag. We kept talking most of the day... And she bought me more stuff. It was strange. I'm not the sort to trust people... But she seems to have nothing to gain by tricking me... And to be fascinated at me being a male.

Can I trust her? I think so.



Also, book idea: "I, Sputnick"; the tale of a Russian scientist living through the Soviet Era.

Vir Sola'Gant.

I've been off of SL for a few days...

Gant is starting to work on the Sola'Vir project. She's been pestering me to help (Primarily in the form of money, seeing as she's taken out almost 20K in commissions); but I really don't want to. I'm basically out of money for the time being, and when I log onto SL, I get hit up by a few hundred other people who want random shit.

Sometimes I Hate You People.

...And sometimes I strongly dislike you.

You can leave comments on my posts, I think. Every time I put a new post up, I get five or ten of you bugging me on skype to explain it or give comments/suggestions. Fucking stop that. Leave me comments here. IM me if you want to talk.

That being said, I'm in a very very bad mood today... Primarily because one of my ex'es has been flaunting his girlfriend about. I don't want him to be happy, particularly not with a female. I especially don't want him going on about it, or thinking I care.

It doesn't help that my boyfriend has gone AWOL. It's absolutely not his fault (Hard to type when you've gone and derp'd your wrist, after all.), but I do get lonely. Sure, it's an online thing... We're several states apart... But that doesn't stop me from developing an emotional attachment.

Vir Sola'Sori.

I have been given the name Vir Sola'Sori. I was given my name by Sola'Vir Sola'Vren, an odd person who IMed me in regards to buying the rights to one of my builds. For a grand total of 10,000L; I sold her a small 'battle platform' that I made out of boredom. I came to find that others have been given names as well: A female officer from some long-since-past military is known as Vir Sola'Gant. She and I now act as assistants to Sola'Vir Sola'Vren.

The naming system itself is quite fascinating; and reminds me somewhat of that used in many medieval series. A name is composed of three parts: The Caste, The Prefix, and The Personal. The Caste is either "Vir" or "Sola'Vir". Roughly translated, "Vir" means "We", while "Sola'Vir" means "We of the Light"; denoting membership in the core community. The Sola'Vir are regarded almost as gods of the Vir.

Next is The Prefix; which is always "Sola'". This denotes the individual as being "of the Light", even if they remain outside the "[Community] of the Light". Lastly comes The Personal; a specially-given name. To be given a Personal, one first chooses a word that is intended to act as a reference to their personality or history. The Personal is then made up of four letters from the chosen name; though they must be in the proper order. My word, for example, was "[S][o]ve[r]e[i]gn", the bracketed letters forming my personal: Sori. Once assembled, my formal given name is Vir Sola'Sori. The other two I have mentioned have different words: Gant's word was "Gauntlet", and Vren's was "Verboten".

I will definitely have more to write about my new friends, their history, their religion, and their incredible society... And our attempts to bring it to the First Grid, which we know as Second Life.