Ruthed
adj. A conditional identity one may encounter while traveling between realms in Second Life usually resulting in auburn dome hair, abnormal ugliness, sexual androgeny, and an overall confused sense of self.
A little earlier tonight (on the 3rd of November), I attended the gallery show and dance at the closing of the Ruthed! photo exhibition, which was of images of people who had messed themselves up horribly. And here I did it to myself later that same night, because I tried logging in via Movable Life, which removes all the textures and clothes and things.
At least I’ve got hair.
Previous excapades include wearing an anti-grav car that I was given a gift, not knowing that I was supposed to “touch” and “sit” in it. Ooopsie. Same with a shopping cart and numerous boxes of virtual “clothes” that have to be dragged to the virtual ground and “opened” in order to unpack their contents.
At least no one was there those times to witness my ignominy, and I hadn’t figured out the “snapshot” technology. But I have now, to some extent, and will use up my alternate photoblog, Razzberry Vinaigrette, to receive posts from within Second Life.
Here I am, snuggling with my partner/husband, in the Lost Gardens of Apollo. I finally get him to agree to come to this romantic beauty spot and there I am in my pink-and-purple checkerboard glory. Oh, well.
[tags]Second Life, Ruthed, Flickr[/tags]
Very interesting… as always! Cheers from -Switzerland-.