Wings

I have escaped the angel!

A MESSAGE FROM GOD

GREETINGS.

I HOPE YOU ARE ALL WELL.

THE THING ABOUT GIVING SOMEONE A FREE WILL IS THAT YOU ALLOW HER TO DO WHATEVER SHE LIKES.
INSTEAD OF DOING WHATEVER YOU LIKE.
DON'T MISUNDERSTAND ME.
FREE WILL IS A VERY ATTRACTIVE CONCEPT, APART FROM THAT.

I HAVE NOW BEEN LISTENING TO THE COMPLAINTS OF BOTH AVATAR AND HUMAN.
NO SURPRISE, IT GOES ON AND ON.
IT WON'T STOP.
EVER.
I PROMISE YOU.
I'LL BET YOU LOTS OF LINDENS.

I'M NOT QUITE SURE IT'S A GOOD THING.
LETTING THEM CONTINUE, THAT IS.
LISTENING CERTAINLY ISN'T.

I'M CONSIDERING DIVINE INTERVENTION.
TO REMOVE THAT FREE WILL.
ENDING THE NOISY CHATTER.

THE SO CALLED ANGEL IS OF COURSE TO BLAME.
SHE DECIDED TO PULL AVATAR SERVAL OUT OF SL TO KEEP IT IN HER OWN WORLD.
BUT FAILED TO DO SO.
OH, SHE DID SO.
THEN HAD SECOND LIFE THOUGHTS.
SHE HAD THE AVATAR RESURRECTED.
SO IT IS STILL IN SL.
SLEEPING.
ONLY SLEEPING.
YET STILL THERE.
I BET THE ANGEL THOUGHT THAT AVATAR MIGHT COME IN HANDY ONE DAY.
THUS SERVAL THE AVATAR BECAME A LIVING DEAD.
BECAUSE THE ANGEL WANTED NOT TO LEAVE IT BEHIND AND MOVE ON.
YET HAD LOST INTEREST IN GUIDING IT.
AND MAY HAS CLOSE TO FORGOTTEN ABOUT IT BY NOW.

THAT'S THE OUTCOME OF THE FREE WILL OF THE ANGEL EMMI.
RIGHT NOW.
SHALL I LET HER KEEP IT?
MEANING SHE MAY KEEP THE AVATAR, TOO.

OR SHALL I REMOVE IT?
SAYING ENOUGH IS ENOUGH?
SAYING WHAT'S THE POINT?
SAYING, OH FOR BEEP SAKE?
AND THEN PUT THE POOR AVATAR OUT OF ITS MISERY?

I WISH YOU PEACE AND HAPPINESS.

YOURS, ETC.

Didn't

The angel went to Aprica. All the way there. To see the liejohns and the real servals. That's some TP.

But she she didn't bring me.

I'm making plans. I'm not wanted any more. So I'm gonna run away.

Ejection

There has been ejection day again. At first I thought this was something made up by the angel, to allow her to eject me, to get rid of me, to send me back to SL. But it turned out to be a true ejection day, only this time it wasn't for ejecting the boss of the e-you, but for the boss of Emmi's sim. And as far as I can tell, she isn't very happy about the outcome. A bunch of griefers seem to have been ejected, and that's a bad, bad thing.

Now, don't say I didn't warn about these things. If you vote for complete arseholes in ejections, they may get ejected and end up sliming the world, pushing you around, and making the world a place where you'd rather sleep than be awake, and where you'd rather visit one of the noobie info sims than go somwhere slightly cooler.

Those griefers say they are pro demo crassy and a lot of other nice things, but did they ever say they want real crassy? The whole hog? Not the demo, but the true thing that doesn't have those little twisted bits and pieces that make them useless? They never did. They don't want that. They just want you not to be free.

Next time there's an ejection in First Life, I'm gonna run. My campaign in SL was really good, and almost put me in charge of the whole e-you. Next time I'll be ejected, and I'll make the griefers go home and not bother the rest of us any more.

Horns

The angel is developing horns. I can clearly see them. They keep growing, a little bit each time she ignores me. And today, for the first time, I saw a glimpse of a tail, too.

I think this may be some psychological game of hers. And by psychological I mean the logics of a psycho. She tries to break me. For some reason. By excluding me. But I can't follow those logics. If she wants to get rid of me, she'd be much quicker emptying the fridge, making me starve to death. But oh no. She keeps refilling it. And leaves me those little bags of crisps, too. They keep me busy for the first few minutes in the morning after she's left for work. Then I read the paper. It's boring, because it's the same stuff over and over again. The angel says there is a new paper every day, but I dunno where to get it from. I almost miss the horrid little man's IMs. There was some nice reading in there. Mainly his listings of immoral sins. I wish I could IM him. Then I'd add one sin to all those of his. "503. Ignoring."

Measurements

I discovered the other day that if I pull my hair down below my chin, and then up again the other side, it stops just the same level as the top of my ear. While if I pull it straight down, it doesn't quite reach my nipple. That means the distance chin to ear is shorter than chin to nipple. I guess that's normal, huh? I bet it is. Is it? Or should it be the other way round? Yours, etc.

I guess I'm a lil bit bored.

Rainy

It has been a rainy day. The first one in a very long time. And for the first time in an equally long time, the angel took notice of me. It's been such a hot summer, all blue skies and sunshine, and the angel has hardly been at home, except for at night, for sleeping. Off to work in the mornings, leaving me behind, and not returning until late. I got really sick with waiting for her at home all days, only to be ignored when she finally came home to sleep. I was really looking forward to her holiday, when there should be plenty of time for us to hang and enjoy the summer together. Now, did that happen? Well, she noticed me one morning, one of her first days off work. She told me she was gonna go to the beach together with some friends. She didn't ask me to come along. She went. She left me to spend another day in her place, sitting in her sofa, doing nothing.

Then came this rainy day. And she looked at me, and asked me how I was. Fine, I said, because I was, all of a sudden. I hadn't been fine a minute before, but now I was, being noticed. And expectant. Hoping for a good day to follow.

The angel said she was glad I was fine. Because she was aware that she had been neglecting me. She made us both tea, and asked me what I had been up to. Nothing, I said, and when she asked me again, I answered the same thing again. Nothing. I think the conversation died there. I think she believed I didn't want to talk. So she finished her tea, and then went somewhere, somwehere in town. I stayed at home. Doing nothing.