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Cyborgs of Fantasy

It was a Saturday evening, two nights before the official public première of The Land of Fantasy’s new revue, which Lady Ariel Sherman and her writers had christened Nights of Fantasy.  Newsstream writers, critics and celebrities from across several stellar cubes of planetary sectors had been invited to a preview of the show, and an after-party to celebrate.  And the mood of the people milling through Sherman Mansion at that party, hosted by herself and her husband, Lord Adam Sandhara, gave Ariel every encouragement that the reviews soon to be written and off-hand interviews to be given would be strongly in the positive.  Her smile gleamed almost as much as the sheen of the garden lights from her golden integument as she moved through the crowd of information-hungry reporters and celebrities who toasted her with sparkling etrinya wine and air-kissed her when they saw her.

Four years ago, such an event hadn’t been needed.  The news coverage of the freeing of over 700 citizens of the Limlight Republic from bondage, following their near-total conversion into cyborg “pleasure workers,” had still been fresh in the public’s mind when the original version of Ariel’s revue premiered.  Now, Nights of Fantasy needed to compete in the market alongside the other entertainments on the pleasure planet Videra, and that meant publicity.  Ariel had set the marketing group her theatre always used to work on it, and that included Dara Furtano, the young woman who had arranged and masterminded this party.

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Young indeed, Ariel thought as she spotted Dara under a wooden gazebo in the garden and went over to speak with her.  Figuratively, Dara was less than a year old, though she had been born over twenty years before.  Dara had requested that Ariel provide the means to convert her into a ‘borg herself, for reasons that still mystified Ariel in some ways.  Ariel had resisted every request — until an accident at the theatre had almost killed her and her daughter, Zana.  Dara, nearby at the time, had saved them, which placed Ariel in lifedebt to Dara; and, after more discussion, had agreed reluctantly to the conversion.  She had found no cause to regret that concession; indeed, Dara, already an excellent publicist and marketing executive, had grown even better with her now total recall of needed data, as well as the ability to synthesize solutions on the fly.  And her already present beauty had been intensified by her conversion into a silvery cyborg.

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“Dara, if I had to give the night a review, I’d say you’re what they used to call a boffo success,” Ariel smiled as she stepped under the gazebo.  “Thank you so much for what you’ve done for us.  And you are as charming as could be in that gown!  I thought it would look good on you.”

Dara smiled back, if shyly, and dipped a small curtsey to her host, the fuchsia folds of her dress billowing about her in the bob.  “Thank you back, lady.  The same could be said about you, how well the show went off; it was fantastic!  And your dress is lovely, too.”

“Something I pulled out of my closet; I hadn’t had a decent place to wear it until tonight, and I don’t think you can find it anywhere now.  Who knows, but it may come back into style after tonight.”

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The details:

Harper (Lady Ariel Sherman) wears —

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  • Skin: Fallen Gods Pure (Gold)
  • Eyes: Less is More CyberEYE v3.0
  • Hair: rezology May Rose
  • Attachments: SLink Avatar Enhance hands and feet
  • Gown: [sYs] Majestic (vintage)
  • Shoes: Vero Modero Murcia (vintage)
  • Accessories: Adam n Eve Opera Gloves for SLINK Hands (Black); Anachron group gift cigarette holder; Chop Zuey French Kiss suite (bracelet, earrings, ring, necklace) and Lala in Love wedding suite; Heth Haute Couture Royal Star brooch (you’ll find this on the men’s side; I’ve borrowed it for Ariel’s Republican Order brooch)
  • Makeup (eye application order): Oceane Body Design Metallix Eyeshadow (Purple); JUMO Vega eyeliner (Black 003); *BOOM* Liquid Glaze (vintage); Mystic Canvass Pucker Gloss lipstick (vintage)

Jem (Dara Furtano) wears —

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  • Skin: Fallen Gods Pure (Ice)
  • Eyes: Less is More CyberEYE v3.0
  • Hair: rezology Kunai
  • Attachments: SLink Avatar Enhance hands and feet
  • Gown: Chop Zuey Tizziana pink gown, inspired by John Galliano designs, complete with bracelet and earrings
  • Shoes: KC Couture Cassiopeia sandals
  • Gloves: Sweet Tea Formal Gloves (Fuschia [sic])
  • Makeup (eye application order): Oceane Body Design Cat2 eyeshadow (Fuchsia); Zibska Innes lipstick (05); FATElashes v2.0

Photographed at my home

Most poses by PosESioN; conversation animation by [RNP] Animations

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Speak Again the Name

It is said that, when a person’s name is spoken or thought, then that person shall have life eternal, no matter when they may have lived, no matter when they may have died.

Who do we speak of? Turn the page to see in brief….

Between the Shadow and the Soul

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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Pablo Neruda, One Hundred Love Sonnets, XVII

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Hauling Out the Old — What a Morning!

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Yeesh1, what a morning this was!!!  It felt like it took me a century to find somewhere to pose; and, frankly, I found this location by fumbling my way to it.  The nice thing is that I haven’t been to the Cheeky Tiramisu Café since New Year’s a few years ago, so I haven’t done it very much.  But, once I pronounced it satisfactory for a second visit, I decided to flop down for a rest before getting to work.

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Hauling Out the Old – Ricielli

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When you sit down to clean out your Inventory, you’d better sit down and focus on it.  I’ve been up in the “penthouse” apartments of my space station for well over a week now, with Inventory set on chronological, scooping through tonnes of old stuff that’s accumulated like a nightmare of the late George Carlin’s devising, for over a week now.  In the process, of course, I’ve found things that I’d forgotten I’d ever bought, and I’m feeding them into the “sorted” system folders when I find something worthy of keeping.

Chiefly, though, I want to lose as much of the old pre-Version 2 clothing as I can, as these old garments, particularly the skirts, are often based around alpha layers in the prims that look funky on modern viewers and screens1.  Old curly hairstyles from back then were also heavily wrapped around alpha layers. because that’s what we had to work with back then.  You young whipper-snapper recent comers to Second Life fashion don’t know how good you have it these days, when we don’t have to walk uphill both ways in blinding virtual snowstorms to go mine and smelt raw, hot prims and create alpha textures like we did back in the Good Ole Days–

(Sound of a 3-day-old fish whacking against Harper’s head)

Okay, okay, less hyperbole.  Anyway, I’m also finding things that fall under the category of “What was I on when I bought this??”  If I find something so atrocious that it deserves a shot, I may share it with you.  For now, though, I’d rather share a few of the nicer things I’ve stumbled back over, such as this denim bustier jumpsuit from Ricielli, which I’ve teamed up with an old hairstyle that was sold by Griddie.  I’m pretty sure both of these are no longer available — what happens when you forgot to write something up and the creator shuts down their store or drops a piece from the line.  Of course, that’s what then makes this vintage!

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1 Wild, baby; only seven years in Second Life, and I’m thinking of those early days as ancient.  (Shakes head.)

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