Chairman Of The Bored

As recently as a few days ago, Sabein Streeter just had to call me to inform me that she was bored. I was a bit taken aback by this, and she finally admitted that she was basically bored because all of her SL partners in crime were busy planning her surprise birthday party. Not wanting to leave her high and dry, I told her about a guilty pleasure of mine, which involves campers and mute lists.
I can never figure out how to access my mute list, so whenever I get one of those hud menu things that has buttons like "accept, mute, ignore", I usually select "mute", just so I can see who or what is on the list. It's nice to know I can mute both people and objects. Looking at the mute list is always a walk down memory lane.

I have no idea why I muted a tornado cock, but I think I know why my TV doesn't work properly. I don't know Dollaz McMillan, I just remember reading his profile once and thought he was a prime candidate for some jabbing. I remember IM'ing him, getting him all hot and bothered, and then losing interest in his hot air. I muted him and went on about my business. This time I thought I'd go see what one of the grid's tackiest was up to.

I don't remember Mr. McMillan being particularly gifted at anything except going on and on about how he's a money mogul and so on and so forth. I thought that maybe by now he had found that elusive virtual unlimited, unsecured line of credit. Apparently he's following in the footsteps of all those who have received cease and desist orders for infringing on RL brand trademarks.

Prefab housing is one of the markets this conglomerate has tackled, by partnering the woman who created this hideous example of a house. At first I thought maybe it was something worth looking at--which it is, because we all need a few laughs now and then. If you're allergic to bad design or anything certifiably ugly, make sure you take your antihistamines before TP'ing over to the prefab housing industry's very own train wreck.

Of course, no wanna-be SL mogul's sim would be complete without outrageous traffic numbers, and this sim was no exception. I quickly found one of my fetishes--campers. These were the fun kind of campers. Instead of sitting on something, which makes it impossible to escort any AFK'ers to other parts of the sim, this new fangled camping stuff just has them log in by touching something, and then they are camping as long as they stay in range. The owner of the camp thing can set the distance. Like most cheapskates, Mr. McMillan set his distance to about 1 meter.

I usually like to push the campers out of the range of the camp thing, just to see who's really there and who is AFK. I start by making small talk, just to see if I get a response. Like most of my experiences, nobody responded to anything I said.

Finally, I had to resort to my "last resort" tactics.

OK, so Mr. Mick Dover ended up L$500 richer. He turned out to be a pretty nice guy, but a total noob. He did manage to have stuff like skin, shape, hair, clothes, etc, but is still in the "I'm not giving LL any of my bank card numbers" stage of his SLife.

Like most of the guys I meet, Mick is a straight dood. I just don't understand how anyone can be bored, or how any woman can complain about not being able to find a man. I'm only guessing that he's straight--he told me he's a sheet metal worker in RL, and made a comment about wondering why some of the ladies had sexy walks. I gave him a couple of cheapie AO's, and decided to go back to work.
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