Second Life Stuff
Thursday, March 2nd, 2006 11:27 am...you have been warned.
When last we saw Our Heroine, she had purchased a parcel of land and was assiduously making trees. I make good trees. Nothing else, mind you. Just trees. In any case, the fellow next door, who apparently aspires to be known as the Biggest Prick in SL (I'm serious; he has bent all his efforts to producing phalluses, very large; in cammo, black, &c), bought me out for five times what I paid, which was fine by me.
I relocated to Boreal, bought a nice patch of snow, and a house. I took the house back to my land and tried to unpack it.
No go.
I read the instructions (several times), but what I was getting wasn't what was described. After some time of banging my head against this, I IM'd the creator, who teleported over to show me how it was done.
And she tried to get things working -- and they didn't. And again. And again. She finally "gave" me a replacement house, which rezzed -- but without doors, and with a wonky code for the interior teleport tubes.
She worked at trying to make things right for about an hour, appearing things, disappearing things, turning my house on its axis, building several sets of doors from scratch and hanging them -- only to find that they either wouldn't open, or jumped over onto my neighbor's property, or inside the house, or -- just vanished.
And after doing all this impressive, ghoddesslike manipulation, she says to me, "I've got to go do housework." Which was a lovely SFnal moment.
We made a date to get back together later in the evening, and after much more striving -- including me managing to disappear my own house after everything was set (aaaarrrrgh!) -- I am decently housed and very happy with my location.
Which is good, because I am never moving again.
When last we saw Our Heroine, she had purchased a parcel of land and was assiduously making trees. I make good trees. Nothing else, mind you. Just trees. In any case, the fellow next door, who apparently aspires to be known as the Biggest Prick in SL (I'm serious; he has bent all his efforts to producing phalluses, very large; in cammo, black, &c), bought me out for five times what I paid, which was fine by me.
I relocated to Boreal, bought a nice patch of snow, and a house. I took the house back to my land and tried to unpack it.
No go.
I read the instructions (several times), but what I was getting wasn't what was described. After some time of banging my head against this, I IM'd the creator, who teleported over to show me how it was done.
And she tried to get things working -- and they didn't. And again. And again. She finally "gave" me a replacement house, which rezzed -- but without doors, and with a wonky code for the interior teleport tubes.
She worked at trying to make things right for about an hour, appearing things, disappearing things, turning my house on its axis, building several sets of doors from scratch and hanging them -- only to find that they either wouldn't open, or jumped over onto my neighbor's property, or inside the house, or -- just vanished.
And after doing all this impressive, ghoddesslike manipulation, she says to me, "I've got to go do housework." Which was a lovely SFnal moment.
We made a date to get back together later in the evening, and after much more striving -- including me managing to disappear my own house after everything was set (aaaarrrrgh!) -- I am decently housed and very happy with my location.
Which is good, because I am never moving again.
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Date: 2006-03-02 09:47 am (UTC)I did look it over, and even create an avatar, which promptly drowned. (That's the problem with appearing on a tiny island, and trying to use a mouse to navigate -- you overshoot and splash right off the cliffs.) Trying to teleport out of the ocean hung my system. Never did have a chance to see what my avatar looked like...
I'm guessing you need a stable high-bandwidth connection for this. :-)
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Date: 2006-03-02 12:37 pm (UTC)I'm guessing you need a stable high-bandwidth connection for this.
We're networked and on a cable modem (no DSL out here in the country *pout*), and sometimes the connection gets sticky inside the game. Indeed, both