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well I just joined up in second life with the name Bjorn Enoch and it seems like it is a hell of a place to be in surprising situations - post your screenshots!

I am still on 'orientation island' and changing and getting into scandinavian white kit...

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Isn't Second Life 50% Fucked Up Sex and the other 50% Fucked Up Furry Sex?

At the very least, some of the griefing stories I hear about it are great. Apparently some group of players created huge buildings and decorated the tops of them with pornographic images so anytime anyone looked at the world map they would see huge penises everywhere...

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i miss the gd old days of CS back in first year Uni, damn was it fun

BTW, whats this Second Life thingy?

from first impression it seems like a game where u get laid if cant get the real thing in the 'real' 3D life

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Second Life can be very easily summed up by Warren Ellis' articles on Reuters.

http://secondlife.reuters.com/stories/2007/02/23/second-life-sketches-please-stop-doing-that-to-the-cat/

I went in-world on Sunday evening to pick up messages and to look for some music to stream while I worked. Materialising on my new land, I immediately noticed two pings on the “minimap” radar screen that’s placed in the top left of the Second Life viewer. There were two people on my land.

The house had been filled with dungeon toys. A couple of dozen of them. Sitting on a chair was a dominatrix with long dark hair, idly waving a riding crop.

This wasn’t particularly surprising, as I’d put the land up for sale — buying it had wiped out my Linden Dollar account, and I’m not especially attached to it. But they weren’t moving, which was odd. Flying around, I realised the radar paints were in the blockhouse. The exit from the blockhouse isn’t immediately obvious, so I decided to jump in, say hello, and lead them out if necessary.

The first thing I saw in the blockhouse was the avatar of a naked man strapped face-down over a piece of sexual apparatus that presented his backside. I then realised that the blockhouse had been filled with dungeon toys. A couple of dozen of them. And, sitting on a chair I didn’t recognise, was a dominatrix with long dark hair, idly waving a riding crop.

“Please be quiet,” she said. “We are busy.”

“Um, I don’t think so,” I typed.

“Go away,” typed the slave.

“I not tell you to talk,” the dominatrix tapped out.

Feeling more than a little stupid, I explained that they and all their objects had invited themselves on to my land.

“We will be done soon. Please be quiet,” typed the domme, whose name was Mastress and who hailed from somewhere in Germany.

......

The first land I owned was bordered by what looked like an empty parcel. Six hundred meters above it, however, floated an airborne house designed to facilitate what is called “age play.” Couples would attend the house, invariably one avatar looking like an older man and one avatar designed to resemble a small child. The house was full of toys loaded with scripts that animated avatars, placing them into sexual poses and running them through looped sexual motions. It was, bluntly, a place where people could simulate having sex on children.

Using donated money, I eventually bought the parcel and destroyed the place. Intolerant? I have a young daughter. I have no tolerance for even simulation and roleplay where paedophilia is concerned. I also decided I was doing Linden Lab a favour — sooner or later, the current swell of media attention to Second Life is going to bring the simulation of illegal sexual activity before a court.

(Editor’s note: A Dutch prosecutor said this week that virtual enactments of child pornography may be a crime if it encourages child abuse. In Italy, this is already a crime. In the United States, the Supreme Court struck down a law in 2002 which would have banned computer-generated images that depict minors engaged in sexual conduct.)

I also bought and broke down the — and it remains hard to believe I’m typing these words — erotic underground toilet that later sprang up to the west of my land, where I found two peculiar Italians whispering to each other that they could “probe things here.” To be fair, the female of the pair didn’t look so thrilled at the dubious things the built-in animations were going to make her do.

Eventually, something of a sex playground accreted around my land, catering for every fetish you can conceivably imagine. And the traffic was amazing. There was dozens of people in there at any one time, getting sexual relief from cats and what have you. I ended up selling that land, simply because the region ground to a crawl — that many people in a region at any one time puts a horrendous load on the server and everything happens very, very slowly. And no one needs to see a man getting sexual relief from a cat in slow motion. Trust me.

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